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Friday, November 7, 2008

♥ I Don't Believe Anybody Feels the Way I Do About You

Lilliane woke up on her own this time and saw the sun nearly rising in the sky. She went back to her bed after knowing that her maid hasn't tried waking her up.

Later on, her maid did and she took a bath. She finished preparing everything she needed and was about to eat. Suddenly--Honk-- came the bus. She hurried up and took all her stuff.

She came to the school, came to the usual assembly place and left her things. She was carrying too much stuff and she sighed in relief after putting her things down.

The bell ring, the students took their bags and lined up for the assembly. Lilliane was scared about the play the class will perform later on. She was worried espescially about her voice-- it was namamalat-- since she has cough and colds. She asked Jay-- their director-- about the lights and sounds. The assembly ended and the student went to their respective classrooms.

For the first period, it was English. Sir Felix talked to the class and then, allowed the class to continue the shooting of their project.

-- >During the shooting -- >

"Uhmm.. Nikky? Could I like.. not be the LONER?" Lilliane asked.
"Sorry but NO. You acted that role before, why can't you do the same today?" Nikky replied.
Lilliane didn't say anything and came to her seat. For the second time, seh acted like a LONER.

Lights. Camera. Action.
"Good Morning class"
"Good Morning Mr. Divinagracia"
"I want you all to be quiet because there will be some visitors outside. So our lesson-"
"Before that sir, we would like you to meet.. THE LONER!!" they all looked at the loner and pointed at her. Some people even threw newspaper at her. Some teased her "LONER, LONER.." chanting the same thing over and over again. Lilliane-- the LONER-- had some tears falling in her eyes. She felt like the words were really for her.
"Class what is law of Inertia?"
"Sir let the LONER answer."
"Ok, so what is the Law of Inertia?"
"The Law of Inertia is.. is.. the continuous movement of an object until a force acts on it."
Lilliane answered.
"NERD!!" the class shouted. Lilliane even heard some people say, "Oh no! LONER then a NERD!" also, "Loner and a Loser, what a combination."
Lilliane started to feel uncomfortable with her role. For the second time, they threw paper at her and laughed at her.
the shooting continued and finished.
-- > end of shooting -- >
Lilliane was relieved that she finished the shooting. Recess, then Math.
Lilliane was part of the dancers. They danced and danced and then Math finished. They started preparing for the play. They had early lunch. 15 minutes before the play, Lilliane started panicing. She changed into her costumes. The teachers who came to watch entered the set. The play started.
-- > Play -- >
Lilliane acted as the mother who killed her own son.
The play started with her daughter who got raped by the Mayor's son. Her son now, got mad and wanted to have revenge. He did, he killed the mayor's son. The mayor went to their house with policemen and wanted to arrest the boy. That's when the guy's mother killed him.
-- > End of Play -- >
Lilliane and her groupmates finished their play. Next was their classmates' play. The time her classmates were performing, Lilliane's eyes were searching for something, or should I say someone. She looked and found him. Terrence was looking handsome and perfect as usual. Lilliane didn't truly understand the play because if staring at Terrence.
The class went back to their classroom. They were supposed to have AP, but instead, they had practices for Math. Lilliane danced and later on, knew that Terrence would be dancing as well.
The other group of dancers practiced and Lilliane was sitting in front of them. Terrence was somewhere in the same room. Lilliane, again, was staring at him. Nikky suddenly shouted "Lilliane!" to catch her attention. Nikky was actually calling her for some time now but she wasn't responding.
Dismissal, Lilliane stayed until 7pm.
During that period of time, a lot of things happened. Lilliane practiced for their dance. Later on, the other group practiced Keeno-- a funny and friendly guy, talented as well-- formed a dance and had some show down with Nikky's group. Lilliane joined Keeno. She had fun and got tired.
The people still there went to the guard's house and played Truth or Dare. People got bored and changed it to the Dare game. Lilliane was dared to ask a guy "Pwede ka ba ligawan?" it was Terrence. It was a joke of course, Lilliane would never do that. But here's the thing, Lilliane was scared to even hear his answer "Oh no, what if he says no..??" Lilliane thought. Terrence didn't respond. He went home but still didn't give any answer. The teacher asked him already and that's when Lilliane knew. "When I saw his mouth, I read --hindi--" was what their teacher said.
Lilliane went home, she wasn't frustrated about what the teacher said. But she can't help thinking about it.
In the trike, Lilliane thought "He's the only boy in that activity.. I'm so jealous. gaaah, how I wish he's part of our group. What if, he doesn't really like me?"
Lilliane wishes that Terrence likes her back. That she's the only girl liking him as well. Maybe then, he would like her back. Seeing how much Lilliane cares about him.

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♥ And did I tell you that I love you tonight
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A Twist In My Story.


There are times when I dream he's holding my hand, whispering sweet words in my ear and that he's loving me. But while I’m here dreaming, he's with someone else making my dreams. Her reality. This is my story, filled with emotions. Twists come along the path I take, the path I hope that reaches him.

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