Tuesday, April 28, 2009

... And They Painted Together .. Chapter Six!

Chapter Six

"You're Jerry, right? The one who painted the mural?" A short, stout woman suddenly approached Jerry during class. "We were looking for you but you were absent for a week. We've learned that you hurt your right arm badly. Is it fine now?"

The whole class were staring at Jerry and the woman who was surrounded by guards.

"Y-yeah.. Ahmm.. Can I ask a question?" Jerry said.
"Sure.. What is it?" The woman asked.
"Who are you?"


"Have you heard? Jerry is transferring! Some organization wanted him to go abroad and study fine arts in a very known art school. They've seen the mural and were so amazed!" The girls were chatting about Jerry's sudden fame.
"Yeah and I think I'm liking him! Can you imagine? He did the mural even if he didn't have to!"
"He's so responsible, right?"
"Yeah! How about Allie? I mean, she's his co-artist."
"She didn't help him at all.."
"What?! But why?"

Ray passed and heard them.
"Boy, oh boy! Wonder what Allie's reaction when she heard this. And the girls are starting to like Mr. Jerry.. Think about that! Where is that guy?!" Ray thought.


"Hey! Jerry, the talk of the town! What are you doing sulking here?!" Ray approached his friend who was sitting under a tree.
"I just want to escape from all the blah-blah. Seriously! What is happening?" Jerry blurted out.
"Maybe it's fate? But tell me, are you really going to accept the offer? It's a once in a lifetime opportunity!" Ray exclaimed.
"I dunno.." Jerry whispered.
"Oh! Isn't that Allie?" Ray pointed toward the field and Jerry looked immediately. There was nobody there.
"Okay, I guess I know the reason of the hesitation," Ray sat down beside Jerry.
"No, it's not her. It's .. I just don't know. I'm too confused. Going there means.." Jerry stood and paced back and forth.
"Going there means leaving Allie? The only girl you love and, unfortunately, the only girl you will love?" Ray sighed and placed his hands over his head. "Get over her, Jerry! She told you to stop loving her. Let her go and move on. It's not that I want you out of this place but.. Maybe this came so that you can live your life right.. and it means living without her."
Jerry bowed down and said softly, "Maybe you're right. I think I just I have to let her go."


Ray walked down the aisle when he met Allie. They looked at each other. Allie looked away and walked away. Before she got any further, Ray talked.

"Have you heard? Jerry is transferring," he said.
Allie didn't turn to Ray and just walked away.

Ray scratched his head and went away himself. When Ray started walking again, Allie stopped and looked outside. She saw Jerry still sitting under a tree. She looked at her hands and a tear fell from her eyes.


"You mean you're going to accept the scholarship?" Jerry was in the principal's office, requesting for documents and papers needed for his transfer. The principal asked him if he would really take it.
"It would be a waste if I wouldn't," was the student's reply.
"Well, I guess you're right," the principal said as he looked inside the drawers and searched for Jerry's papers.
"I'm just curious, Jerry. Why did you paint the mural when you don't have to?" the principal was intrigued and wanted to discuss with Jerry.
Jerry was silent for a while and said, "That time, I was still blinded. But now, I have realized that.. I was being an idiot."
The principal was just silent and handed the papers to Jerry. Jerry went away after receiving the papers.
"What does he mean?" the principal whispered.

Jerry is transferring and it also looks like he's moving on! How about Allie? Is this really over for them?

Too much spoiler is dangerous to your mental health !!

LitTLe . mAkE-BeLieVeR . sTorYtELLeR

iF tHerE's sOmeThinG sToriEs TeLL, wHaT cOuLd iT bE?

Friday, April 17, 2009

Memory Before the Graduation 2

Uh-oh ! More memories before the Graduation ?

Congratulations to all the graduates !

Now here is the sequel of the story : Memory Before the Graduation !

Hope you'll like it !

Trivia: The first story of the MBTG was (obviously) narrated by a girl .. This time, the story is narrated by a guy .. The author wanted to experiment and disguise herself as a guy in the story .. If you remembered the story "Dying Life", the narrator there was also a guy (Jacob is the name) .. That was her first story where she pretended to be a guy .. This is the second time ! ^^


It all started with a sudden confession.

"I like him!"

She didn't know that I was there. I heard her say it. That she liked me. Ciara liked me! She turned around and when she saw me, she turned red and ran away from me. Her friends were giggling because of what happened. A confession. But she didn't mean to do it.


Ever since that day, she never talked to me. Whenever she was around, the atmosphere became awkward. When I approached her one time, she unexpectedly ran away. I was just going to give her the list of the students' names.

She was actually a good friend of mine. We were not that close but she did one thing that annoyed me: touching my hair all of a sudden. She kept telling me that my hair was nice. It was not a problem but she would say.. "It's like I'm petting a dog!"

Ever since that day, when she said that she liked me, she never touched my hair. I thought it was a relief. She never spoke to me again.I don't know why but everyday, I kept wondering if she would ever talk to me. Days passed and then months. We finished the third year of high school and she was still not talking to me.


Then all of a sudden, I felt something weird. One day, she got sick and had to absent. I felt uneasy and kept thinking about her. The next day, I waited for her to come to school. It was really weird. When finally she went to school, I found myself looking at her for a very long period of time. Then, she turned to me and suddenly, I felt my heart beat fast.

One thing was for sure: I have to stop thinking about her. Time went by fast and all we knew was three months after, we would all be graduates. I heard my classmates discussing about the scrapbook. It was a habit of every graduating class to create a scrapbook.


I remembered the time when Ciara and I scanned the scrapbook created by a class 4 years ago. They said that the habit of scrap booking started from them.

"Isn't it sad? Bryan has to die. But it's sweet to think that they were not that close but they both became special memories to each other, right?" she said. I was just silent. Being sweet and romantic is not really my thing.

"Do you know how to take pictures?" Out of nowhere, she asked me that question.
"I don't own a camera," I replied.
"Too bad! I thought you could be Bryan! Then you will take pictures of the one you like!" she enthusiastically said.

I was silent again. I never liked anyone. It was a bother anyway. Liking someone is a hindrance to study. I knew it because a friend of mine had liked someone and he got failing grades. He can't stop thinking about the girl he liked and so, he couldn't concentrate.

Ciara closed the letter and suddenly asked me, "Hey Gian! What's the last thing you want to do before you graduate?"
"I don't know. You?" I bounced off the question.
She touched my hair and said, "I will touch your hair!"

She was really a weird person. But I wonder if she could still do it: touching my hair for the last time.


The whole class were busy doing their projects while others were preparing the materials for the scrapbook. Suddenly, a classmate of mine handed me his digital camera and told me to take pictures of our classmates. He saw me doing nothing so he asked for my help. I said it was alright. When he went away, there was a huge revelation that occurred me. I had to take pictures of each of our classmates. It also meant that I had to take a picture of Ciara. I tried to return the camera but he told me that everyone else was busy so I really had to do it.


She was the only one left. I approached her and told her that I had to take a picture of her. She turned red and nodded. I didn't understand but my hands were shaking that time. She looked at the lens but never showed a smile. Then suddenly I remembered her saying about me taking pictures of the one I like. I hurriedly clicked the camera and left immediately. When I looked at the picture, it was blurred. Probably because my hands were shaking. I leaned on the wall and thought of another way to get her picture.


"You want me to take a picture of Ciara?" I asked a friend of her to take her picture instead of me. Luckily, he said yes. He was actually Ciara's seatmate. I think he was close to her becuase they always talked, even during class.

When he had finish taking the picture, he handed me the camera. I looked at the picture and saw the image of Ciara, smiling. She didn't smile when I was the one who took it.


One month left and we still hadn't talked. It was then that I really felt awkward. Her seatmate was taking pictures of her and I would see that smile. What was wrong with me? I can't help it but everytime I see them, I was so annoyed. Then her words kept repeating in my head : "Too bad! I thought you could be Bryan! Then you will take pictures of the one you like!".. There was also this one time when I have to take some materials from Ciara's seatmate and I spoke to him harshly. Everyone was surprised. Including Ciara.


The scrapbook was finished and we only got a week for our graduation. Our final week as high school students. We scanned our scrapbook and laughed. We remembered the time when we had our camping and we had to throw ourselves unto the muddy ground to look for a coin. We also had our Christmas caroling and won the second place! As we looked at the photos, I've noticed something. There were no photos of me and Ciara together. If there was, it was our class picture. I sighed and walked away as the rest of the class looked at the scrapbook. I just went around the campus and always thought of Ciara. I was always annoyed when she was with me. When I realized that we hardly had a memory together during our last year, I regretted not speaking to her first. I should have made the first move. Maybe she was still ashamed.
I kicked a stone and watched it roll. I've made up my mind. I was going to talk to her.


I ran back to the class. I have to talk to her! I needed to tell her I was sorry for keeping her waiting. I stopped and realized something. Maybe.. Maybe the reason why I always felt awkward, why I cared for her too much, why I was feeling uneasy when she's with her seatmate.. Maybe because.. I liked her.. The question was :
"Does she still like me?"

I hurried and saw something that made me stop. Ciara and her seatmate were together, hugging each other.


Three days left and we would be graduates. I was still pissed about what happened. I was more pissed when she suddenly approached me. She took my hand. I was so angry that I shoved her away and walked out. She was standing there and I could feel that she was crying that time.


Ciara was silent ever since that day. Even during the graduation, she was just staring in blank space. Her friends would ask her what was wrong but she would just fake a smile and say "I'm alright! I'm just sad because we will be separated after this."


I have never seen Ciara after the graduation. I returned to our classroom after two weeks to pick up some things. I borrowed the keys from our adviser and opened the door. The first thing I saw when I went inside was the scrapbook. I scanned the pages and tried to look for pictures of Ciara. I missed her so much. Her annoying attitude, her incomprehensible thoughts and most importantly, the way she touched my hair. She didn't have the chance to touch my hair for the last time. I scanned the pages and saw something in the last page. It was like a book. When I opened it, I realized that it was a diary. I read it and found out a shocking revelation : The owner of the diary I was reading was Ciara !
The further I read the more I hated myself ..

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

First day of my third year high school ! Wow ! XD I am so excited because I have a new diary ! I lost my first diary because I was too careless .. I hope no one in my class has read it ! Most of the time, I always wrote about Gian .. Yeah ! He's my first crush ! And I think my first love ! And I don't ever wanna confess to him because I know that it would be awkward .. And I don't think he will like me back ! ...

Date : xx/xx/xxx

I was with Gian today ! We went to the fourth year building to do an errand for our adviser. I pulled him when I saw the scrapbook made by a class .. Then, I've read the letter of Bryan ! I remembered my cousin telling me about the story of Bryan .. It was soo sweet and sad ! I asked Gian if he knows how to take a picture .. He said he don't own a camera .. Same here ! But another problem why I can't take a picture is .. I have shaky hands and somewhat clumsy .. XP .. Anyway, it's a very nice day because I was with Gian !! So happy !!

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

Argh ! I failed an exam ! It's normal, anyway .. I looked at Gian's paper and saw that he got the highest score ! Wow ! No wonder he's my undying crush (or love .. XD) !! I touched his hair and he got annoyed ! He should be used to it now ! I just love his hair ! I remembered the first time I touched it ! I lost my favorite dog and cried during class .. Gian approached me and said that I was noisy .. I was not really in the mood to talk to anyone .. I just cried and then he said "Shut up!" .. I was annoyed ! So I pulled his hair .. When I touched his hair, I felt comforted .. It felt like my dog's head (Oops ! I was being rude !) .. Ever since that day, I've always touched his hair .. And he will always get angry with me .. (Which was kinda cute <3!)>

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

Grrrr ! I hate myself ! How can I be so careless ! A girl from my class found my diary from before and asked me about Gian ! They kept on teasing and finally I've erupted ! I said it ! I said it ! I can't believe it !When I tuned around, I saw him ! He heard me say it ! That I like him ! I am such an idiot ! I will talk to him and tell him it was just a joke ! A misunderstanding ! I can do it !

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

In the end, I can't. The moment I look at him, my heart beats fast ! Argh ! I just ruined my friendship with him ! Stupid ! STUPID !

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

He approached me ! He wanted to talk to me ! But what did I do ? I ran ! I am such a coward !! I could have say "Thank you" but I didn't ! He was just going to give a list but I ran away !! What is wrong ?!

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

I still can't talk to him ! Argh ! I'm finding it hard to write here now .. It felt like I was just writing for him ..

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

I've got an idea ! I will write even the simplest thing he does ! In this way, I could still remember him even though we didn't have moments together !!

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

It's the end of the third year ! He's our top student ! Girls were screaming when his name was called ! I have lots of opponents ! Grr ! But Gian does look cool ! ^^

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

It's vacation time and I can't take my mind off him ! Argh !

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

It's finally school time ! We're classmates again ! I am so happy ! But still I can't talk to him .. T___T

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

I got sick ! I wonder what is happening now .. I wish I was there .. I missing him so much ! Is this what they call love sick ?

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

He said that his going to take a picture of me ! Waaaaa ! I could feel my heart beating sooo fast ! I was expressionless ! I wanted to burst into tears ! I wanted to laugh ! I don't understand what I was feeling ! After he took my picture, he ran away .. I wonder how I look .. Weird, probably .. * sigh *

I opened the next page and pictures of me with Ciara fell. I then realized something. When her seatmate was taking pictures of her, he was actually taking pictures of us together, secretly..

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

I asked my seatmate to take pictures of me together with Gian ! We don’t have pictures together so at least, by this way, I can have a memory with him. I can’t see his smile.. I wish I could bring a smile on his face .. =(

I looked at the pictures. These were the times when I was really pissed off. Perhaps, because of jealousy.

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

It's our final week ! Weee ! I wanted to talk to Gian but he went away .. I wonder what was wrong .. And yeah .. =( My seatmate’s brother died because of an accident .. He just discovered a while ago .. I tried to comfort him but he just can’t stop crying ..He has always been close with his brother .. =(

So that was the reason! Argh! How can I be so stupid?!

Date : xx/xx/xxxx

I approached him .. I wanted to give him the pictures which were taken by my seatmate .. But .. He shoved me away .. He hates me .. I am such an idiot ! What do I expect ? It’s been more than a year since we last talked ! It was all my fault why I can’t talk to him ! I am stupid ! STUPID !

As I read this page, I knew that she was crying while writing that one. The words were blurry and had smudges on it ..

.. If only I could tell him ... because it would be .. and I don’t want .. good-bye ..

I didn’t understand it ! What does she mean? Good-bye?


Tsk ! Tsk .. The story is still not finished actually .. I will just post if it's finished .. I need to focus with my studies .. Please understand ! Thanks ..

Memory Before the Graduation.. Sequel?!

Due to a request from a friend, I, secretxrandom, would write a sequel of Memory Before the Graduation. I have written it before others because.. Ahmm.. Because I was in the mood to write it first? (Laughing)..

Anyways, please enjoy reading the story.!

LitTLe . mAkE-BeLieVeR . sTorYtELLeR

iF tHerE's sOmeThinG sToriEs TeLL, wHaT cOuLd iT bE?

Thursday, March 19, 2009

... And They Painted Together .. Chapter Five!

Chapter Five:

"Hey! Jerry!" Ray was standing at their classroom's door when he approached Jerry. Jerry stopped, looking at his friend who was obviously acting differently.
"What's wrong? Something happened?" Jerry asked.

Ray looked at Jerry and looked away.

"Tell me. Is your right arm fine?" Ray took Jerry's hand and as he did, Jerry showed a painful expression.
"It's.. It's fine." Jerry lied.
"Then lift it up if it doesn't hurt," Ray challenged him.
"Why do I have to prove to you that I'm alright?" Jerry said, quite annoyed.

Ray turned away and remembered what Allie told him.


From a while ago..

"I'm.. Sorry.. I.. I didn't.." Allie looked at Ray.
"Tell him.. to lift his hands and.. if he can't, take him to the nearest.. hospital," Allie continued.
"Huh?! Why? This is not.." Ray was interrupted when Allie stood up and looked at him with fearful eyes.
"He.. might not able.. to paint again," Allie said looking at the direction where Jerry was sleeping.
"You.. You mean.." Ray stuttered.
"I'm sorry. I'm not mad at him. I'm mad at myself. I.." Allie took a deep breath and tears fell from her eyes.
"I.. I'll take care of him. Don't worry," Ray promised.

Ray was more puzzled than ever. He watched Allie walked away. Then he looked at Jerry.


"Where are you taking me? Hey! Ray! What are doing?!" Jerry was trying to let himself loose.
"I'm just trying to keep a promise," Ray replied.
"What promise? I don't understand! Stop! Let me go!" Jerry finally broke free and as he did, he felt his hand showing pain in his face.
"It's painful, right? It's because you forced yourself. You were badly hurt and you still painted that mural.. For her! I know you're madly in love but can't you just take care of yourself also?"

Jerry looked at his friend and started talking.

"Do you know that.. Allie was the reason why I tried so hard to learn how to draw? I was never the art genius. I'm just simply a boy who did his best to impress the girl he likes," Jerry leaned on the wall, holding his right hand.
"It doesn't matter," Jerry continued, "if I'll lose my arm. Even if she doesn't like me, even if she likes another guy, even if she ignores all my efforts.. It doesn't matter. I love her.. That's all I know.. All.. I know.." Jerry fainted.

As he was about to fall to the ground, Ray caught him and saw Allie. Jerry was unaware that Allie was standing behind him. Ray was about to say something when she suddenly ran.

"Geez.. What is happening?"


"W-what..? Where am I? What happened?" Jerry finally woke up.

He looked at the clock. It was already 8 in the evening. He looked at his right arm which was covered with bandages. He tried to move it but it was painful.

Suddenly the door opened. Standing at the door was a familiar face.

"Is your right arm fine?" Allie asked.

Jerry was silent for a moment. She sat beside his bed and the atmosphere became awkward. Jerry was red while Allie was just staring at the floor.

"W-why.. You.." Jerry broke the silence.
"St-" Allie hesitated.
"Huh?" Jerry thought he heard her then out of nowhere Allie started crying.
"STUPID! Why do you have to overwork yourself?! You didn't have to do the mural anymore? Are you really that stupid? Now look at what happened! You even got hospitalized because of your arm! You're really an idiot!! Doing things that make others worry! Do you find it nice to hurt yourself? What if you can't use your right arm again? What will you do?!"

Allie was catching her breath. Jerry was just silent, surprised about the sudden lecture of his companion.

"S-sor-sorry.." Jerry whispered. He looked at Allie who was still crying at that time.
"D-don't worry! I'll be fine! It doesn't hurt anymore! See?" Jerry tried to lift up his arm and forced to smile.

Allie grabbed his arm and calmly said, "Please don't force yourself. I'm sorry for getting you into this trouble. And about last time, I didn't mean to beat you. I was just surprised that you went to his school and fought him.. And.. you even painted the mural.. I'm.. I'm really sorry"

She held his arm to her face and cried. Jerry could feel her wet face because of her tears. He lifted her face and looked at her in the eye.

"It's not your fault. Please.. D-don't cry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt that guy. It was just.. When I saw Allie crying because of him, I was so angry. Then you.. You got mad at me.. I.. I wanted to say sorry.. But.. All I could do was.. Paint the mural.. Then.. Apologize but.. Please don't cry anymore.. I.. I love Allie that's why I did those things.. I never want to see Allie cry.. I.. I.. I l-love.. you," Jerry was really red. He could feel his heart beating fast as he spoke those words. He confessed, at last.

Allie looked down and stood up.

"Can you do me a favor?"
"What is it?" Jerry asked her.


"Seriously! What is really happening between the two of them?" Ray, who felt so obliged of Jerry, was carrying some medicine to his room and kept asking himself about the mess his into.

As he opened the door, Ray heard Allie said this..

"Stop loving me."

Allie turned away from Jerry and saw Ray at the door. She went away leaving a more puzzled Ray still holding the tray of medicine. He looked at Jerry who was very silent that time.

"Was I.. Just now.. I was rejected, right?" Jerry said softly.

What will happen now? What is Allie thinking? Will Ray ever understand the situation between Allie and Jerry? What will Jerry do? Next chapter will be a new beginning of someone..!

Someone has decided to get over and forget. Who is it?

LitTLe . mAkE-BeLieVeR . sTorYtELLeR

iF tHerE's sOmeThinG sToriEs TeLL, wHaT cOuLd iT bE?

Sunday, March 8, 2009

.. Coming Soon.!

I can't believe I have written this much!
Well, anyway I would like to inform you about the coming stories that I plan to post here.!


~+ pRiSOnEr'S iLLusiOn
~+ rEMiNiscEnCe
~+ wHeN i'M wiTh yOu cHaPteR 2.! (aT LaSt.! Hihi)
~+ wHo iS mY FiaNcE? (uPdAtiNg aLrEady!)
~+ a LovE LeTteR.. 2.!! (wOoHoO.! sEqueL.!)

i cAn'T wAiT tO sHaRe tHeSe sToriEs.!
pLeaSe. pLeaSe. pLeAsE LoOk FoRwArd aBouT iT.!

. mAkE-BeLieVeR . sTorYtELLeR

iF tHerE's sOmeThinG sToriEs TeLL, wHaT cOuLd iT bE?

... And They Painted Together .. Chapter Four!

Chapter Four:

Two days. They only have two days to work and the wall was still white.
Jerry had still not recovered from his injuries while Allie..

"I quit," she said.
"W-why all of a sudden? Allie, you have to finish this mural," the principal asked, with a worried tone.

Allie looked at Jerry who was looking at her, too. Then, she looked away.

"I can't work with him any longer. I'm really sorry," Allie stood and walked out of the room.

The principal looked at Jerry who was really silent.

"What's wrong with the two of you?" the principal asked.

Jerry pretended to not hear the principal. His mind was blank. He couldn't think of anything.


The moment Jerry walked out of the principal's office. Three guys blocked him. They were the same guys who blocked Jerry the day he found out that he had to work with Allie for a mural.

"Remember us?" one of them said.

Jerry lifted his head. Normally, he would freeze and cowardly answer them. But that time was different. He was just silent. Not even a single fear appeared in his eyes.

"We don't care about the fact that you're injured or what-not," the biggest of them talked, "but I guess you still remember what we told you before."
The smallest continued, "The moment you make Allie cry, you're dead."

Jerry looked at them, still silent.

"Aren't you going to defend yourself?" the bigger said.
"I'd like to ask you something," Jerry started talking, "are you going to beat me because you're concerned about Allie? Because some guy, like me, hurt her? Is that the reason?"
"You bet!" the biggest replied.
"Then," Jerry continued, "I just did the same thing you're going to do with me. The same reason also."
"The hell do we care about you or anything!" the smallest punched Jerry that made him fell to the ground. They started beating him. Jerry couldn't defend himself.


In the clinic, Ray was assisting the nurse as they put bandages around Jerry's reopened wounds. When the nurse went away, Ray started talking.

"What kind of guy would go out there and let himself be beaten? Do you want to commit suicide?" Ray sat on the chair near Jerry, who was holding his bandaged head.
"I didn't want to be beaten up, for your information," Jerry replied.

Ray took an apple from a basket and tossed it into the air and then caught it.

"Hey! I was just wondering," Ray said, trying to put out the words, "I don't want to judge you because I know that you are a good guy but.. Man! What were you thinking when you fought that guy? And the weirdest thing is, why was Allie crying when he heard what you did? By the look of her face, I know she wasn't worried about you."

Jerry took the apple from Ray's hand and bit it.

"Do you think what I did was crazy?" Jerry asked.
"It was insane! You're about to be expelled! And because of what you did, most of the male population in our school threaten your life. Good thing, your a close friend of mine or else I could have beaten you up, too. If I were in your position, I would run away," Ray exclaimed.
"You will?" Jerry paused.

He took another bite and smiled. There was a moment of silence

"I don't know how to say this," Jerry said, "but I need your help."
"What kind of help? If it involved about being beaten up, please count me out," Ray said, waving his hands in front of Jerry's face.
"It's not about violence," Jerry immediately replied, "it's about the mural."


"Wow, man! I don't know that you're crazy in love! You really want to do that? I mean, the project was already canceled and it's just you versus this white wall," Ray was helping Jerry as they carried the cans of paint and ladder.
"Don't care," Jerry said.

After they put the cans down, Ray tapped Jerry's shoulder and smiled.

"This is my first time seeing a guy like you," Ray took a brush, "and you taught me that it takes a lot of courage to prove one's love."
"And a lot of paint," Jerry joked.


"Hey! Jerry, it's getting dark! We better go home now," Ray said, wiping off the smudges of paint on his face.
"I have to finish this. Tomorrow is Valentine's Day," Jerry replied.
"But we've been working for this for hours. And look," Ray took Jerry's hand, "your hand is already exhausted and don't tell me that it's not painful."

Jerry took his hand away and started painting again. He stopped and looked at Ray. He smiled.

"Thanks for helping me. I couldn't have done this without you," Jerry thanked Ray.

Ray showed a smile then turned his back from Jerry.

"I need to go. My parents are going to be worried about me," Ray said, "and by the way, if Allie will not appreciate this, I could really say that she is cruel and insensitive even if I like her."

Ray went away and Jerry continued painting. He painted and painted until he felt his hand turned numb. He stopped and thought.

"You made me realize what love can show, a world I've never known. If I could paint that world, it would take me a lifetime to paint it. This mural is not even half of all the things you made me realize."

He didn't even notice that he had fallen asleep. Not until morning came.


While Ray was walking to school, he saw Allie. He took a deep breath and thought about Jerry. He erased in his mind the fact that he liked Allie also. The next thing he knew was he was already holding Allie's arm.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Allie was surprised and struggled.
"I don't know either. All I know is that I have to do this," Ray replied as he led Allie to the location where the mural was.

Allie was complaining and struggling but the moment she saw the mural, she fell silent. She just stood there, not knowing what to say. Ray was looking at her and let out a sigh.

"He did that not because he have to. He did that because he wanted you to realize something," Ray said.
"Why.. Why did.. What's wrong with him?! I don't understand!" Allie shouted. She fell on her knees and clenched her fists.
"What's wrong with him?! The question here is, what's wrong with you?" Ray took her arm and tried to lift her up.
"Why are you so blind? Can't you see? He did that for you! Even though he was in pain, even if he was unable to paint, even if it hurts to move his arms, he painted that! And now you ask 'what's wrong with him?'," Ray said, letting Allie's arm go. He scratched his head and continued, "I don't understand why Jerry has to undergo all this pain. He's a good guy and even if he's stupid, he doesn't deserve to be treated like this!"

Unexpectedly, Ray, who is a die-hard Allie admirer, is trying to make Allie realize how much Jerry loves her. What will Allie do? Is she going to reject Jerry because she still can't move on or is she going to open her heart again and love Jerry at last?

'Three words.. '
Find out what these three words are.!

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Saturday, February 28, 2009

... And They Painted Together .. Chapter Three!

Chapter Three:

Allie didn't show up the next day.

"Is she sick? And what's with her? I thought it was 'back-to-normal' Allie. Who was that guy anyway?" Jerry was asking himself as he laid himself on the grass. He was looking at the white wall.
"I better see if she's okay," he stood, "and ask her personally about that guy."


Jerry knocked twice before a lady who was familiar to him, opened the door.

"G-good morning. I'm Jerry Gomez, Allie's schoolmate. I just came to see if she's alright," Jerry said.
"She has a fever and can't go to school. It must be because of the rain yesterday," she replied.

There was a moment of silence.

"Is there anything you want me to say to her?" the lady broke the silence.
"N-nothing in particular. It's just that.." Jerry stuttered.

Could he really ask such question? He shook his head and looked at the lady.

"Ma'am," he continued, "do you have any idea why Allie has changed ever since the third year of high school ended? It seems as though she is having some problems."

The lady was quiet. She opened the door wide enough for Jerry to enter.

"You might want to come in first," she welcomed Jerry.

Jerry sat on the couch as he waited. The lady brought some cookies and juice. She sat and smiled at Jerry.

"I don't know who you are but I think you are really a good friend of Allie. What you said is true. When the third year came to an end, she started to change," she sighed. "It's because of that guy."
"Guy? That must the guy Allie slapped yesterday," Jerry thought.

"She has fallen in love with him. He was a member of your school's Arts Club. I know that Allie liked him because ever since my daughter joined that club, she was always talking about that guy. She said that she started drawing because of him," the lady reminisced.
"So.. That guy.. He was.. Allie's first love, wasn't he?" Jerry felt his heart broke while saying those words. All this time, he was unaware that Allie had fallen for another guy.
"Yes, he was. But everything changed when that guy transferred to another school. Allie told me that she will wait for him. She will never find another guy because he was the only one for her. It was fine with me but she began to act strangely. She's always staring at blank space," the lady replied.

Jerry looked down. He closed his eyes and clenched his fist, trying to stop his emotions. He recalled the events yesterday. The time when Allie's first love was with someone else. He then understood why Allie slapped him.

"I'd better go. I'm happy Allie is alright. I hope she'll get better soon and thanks for your time," Jerry said his goodbye and went away.


The next day..

"What? Jerry is not here?" Allie was in Jerry's classroom asking Ray about her co-artist.
"Actually, he was here and now he is not," Ray said trying to impress Allie with his moves, which were left unnoticed by the girl.
"If he comes back, please tell him to go immediately to our working place. We need to hurry painting," Allie requested.
"Everything for you, my lady," Ray was about to take Allie's hand when she went away.
"We will meet again, Princess Allie," he continued.


"Hello," Jerry greeted the guy Allie slapped.
"Do I know you?" the guy asked.
"Oh no. But I DO know you," after saying those words, Jerry punched him.

The guy fell on the ground and some of the students gathered to see what was happening. Jerry was normally not the kind of guy who'd punch someone on the face. It was all because of Allie. Jerry could no longer keep his anger towards the guy who hurt his beloved.

"Does it hurt? Well, sorry but that is not enough to repay the pain you caused her. Making her wait when you already have someone else. That's cruel," Jerry took the guy's shirt and punched him again. Jerry could feel the pain in his knuckles. The guy's nose was already bleeding that time.
"W-what? What d'ya mean? I didn' know 'nything. I dun' understand you," the guy was trying to let himself go from Jerry.

Jerry threw him on the ground and kicked him. He looked at him with anger and went ahead. Before Jerry could exit the gate, a hand grabbed his neck and took him to the ground. The real fight started. It was Jerry versus Allie's first love, the guy who hurt Allie, the guy who stole Allie from Jerry. Just the thought of it made Jerry mad.


"J-jerry? Jerry went to his school?!" Allie was surprised when she heard about what happened to Jerry that day.
"Calm down. Jerry is alright. He was-" the principal was explaining to Allie.
"Where is he?!" Allie wanted to scream that time. Tears were already filling her eyes.


The moment Allie saw Jerry on his wheelchair, she went to him and slapped him hard. The nurse stopped her and pulled her away from Jerry.

"Tell me, huh! Why do you have to go there? WHY?!" Allie screamed as she was trying to hurt Jerry again. "Can't you just mind your own business? Why do you have to bother going there?! Are you crazy?" she struggled from the nurse's arms.
"Why? Just because.." Jerry said, smirking.
"Y-you.." Allie whispered, "you idiot! I can't believe you could do this to me! Who are you anyway? Why do you bother me? Can't you just stop it?!" Allie went away after saying those things.
Jerry broke his smile and cried.
"Why? I'm also asking the same thing. Why do I do these things when you don't even recognize them?" Jerry whispered as tears fell from his eyes.

Will Allie realize how much Jerry loves her? Can Allie ever forget about the guy and start moving on?

Jerry would do something special for Allie!
"You made me realize what love can show, a world I've never known. If I could paint that world, it would take me a lifetime to paint it.."

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Sunday, February 22, 2009



This is so discouraging! I already finished the story "..And They Painted Together." and saved it in our computer. Do you know what happened? My sister reformatted our computer. And do you know what that means? Everything is gone! Like a bubble which bursted through thin air! I have to redo the remaining chapters of the story! I worked for that and yet..!

Well, that's what a writer gets when she doesn't know how to post it immediately in her blog. I wish I could go back to the past.

The next chapter would be delayed. Sorry about that!

I am still working with my grades. Hope me luck! And please pray that I will still be graduating! XP

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Friday, February 20, 2009

Dying Life

6:15 in the morning. I got up from bed and prepared myself for school. I am living with my uncle who was rarely even in the house. He's always busy with business.

My name is Jacob. I am now fourteen. My parents died because of a fatal car accident when I was five. They saved my life. When the car was about to crash, they hugged me tightly. When I lost my parents, I gained this ability. Above every person's head, I can see numbers. It's their life span. Together with this, I could also see and speak to the Reaper.

Reaper: Hiya! Another day for school?

That's the Reaper. Reapers are not always like the man in black robe holding a big knife. The Reaper I'm with is like your average neighbor. He wears casual dress and does not carry any sharp material for killing. You might not know, you could have passed by this guy.

Reaper: Hello?! Reality check! Am I talking to anyone?

Jacob: Yes, you are talking to someone. It's just that I am not in the mood to talk right now.
Reaper: Oh! Aren't you..?

Here it is again. When the clock starts ticking so loud,

Reaper: It's time. See you somewhere soon.

Another death. Another life taken away. With this ability, the only thing I could ever think of is death.

It's already 6:46. I always walk to school. As I am walking the same road everyday, I also see the same faces. The only difference each day is the thing above everyone's head. It's slowly decreasing.

When I arrived at school that morning, people were in a rampage. There was an ambulance. Our teacher in Physics. He must be the one.

Classmate: Hey Jacob! Have you heard? Mr. Gorge, our Physics teacher, had a heart attack about 30 minutes ago!
Jacob: That's.. unexpected.

Unexpected. Yes, it was. But not for me.
People were talking about the incident. It was shocking. But I knew it. I knew that Mr. Gorge would die at exactly 6:15 in the morning.
Classes were postponed because of what happened. I didn't want to go home yet.
I walked around the park and..


Jacob: Sorry. I was..

Seven days, two hours, four minutes. I was staring at a little girl.

Girl: I'm sorry sir. I'm at fault, too. I was hurrying for the train station. Argh! Gotta go! Goodbye and sorry!

She went away. A week. After that, the girl will die.

As I was walking, I saw the Reaper sitting on a bench. In his casualties as usual.

Reaper: Woah! You're early today! Something happened?
Jacob: You already know the answer to that question.

Reaper: Looks like you have free time today. Want to have some fun?

Jacob: Fun?! How could I possibly have fun when all the time I'm aware that someone is dying!

Reaper: Wait! Relax! Everyone knows that sooner or later someone will die. It's just that you know exactly when they will die. I know it's hard.

Jacob: Hard? It's harder than you think!

Reaper: And you think mine is not? I have to kill people I don't know. Just a touch from me, they're dead.

I fell silent. It's no use. I would always have this ability.

Reaper: That girl. She's my next victim in this town. Do you want to know who she is?
Jacob: Huh? Why would I want to know?

Reaper: Just maybe. She's a pretty interesting one.

Jacob: What? You have a crush on her?
Reaper: That's not what I mean. What I'm trying to say is that maybe you might want to know who this girl is.

I don't know exactly what the Reaper wants me to do. To know her? Why?
I still did what he told me. I found the girl in the train station. She was giving food to the beggars, assisting the people on the train. She is a very nice girl. Each day, I would go to the train station and watch her until finally I approached her.

Jacob: Hello, little girl.
Girl: Huh? Oh! You're the guy I bumped unto three days ago!

Jacob: You.. You still remember me?
Girl: Uh-huh! I'm used to remembering other people's faces. Weird huh?
Jacob: That's not weird.

If you think that's weird, then my ability is worse.

Girl: What d'ya want from me, mister?
Jacob: Nothing important. Just curious why you are always here in the train station.
Girl: Ow! You noticed? I'm actually waiting for my parents. My Granny told me that a month after I was born, my parents left. She said that they will come back to get me.
Jacob: Have you seen your parents? Maybe once?
Girl: Nuh-uh! Never met them. They must've been busy. But it's okay! I can wait for 'em.

I look up her life span. Four days left.

Jacob: Want me to help?
Girl: Huh?
Jacob: We're going to look for your parents.
Girl: Really? Mister? I'm so happy.

Tears filled her eyes. She hugged me after that.
Four days. Will I ever find her parents before she dies?
I offered her to walk her to her house. She thanked me and led the way.

Jacob: Little girl, we don't know each other's name yet. I'm Jacob and you are?
Girl: Angel! My name is Angel. My parents named me! They said that I am their angel. It's a pretty name, don't you think?
Jacob: Angel.. Yeah, that's a nice name.
Angel: You are a very nice person, Jacob. Would ye mind if you answer this question? Why are you helpin' me? It's not like I don't want yer help or anythin' but..

Why? I can't say it. I can't say that I'm trying to make you happy before you die. That's just absurd.

Jacob: Because.. You are a very good girl. I've seen you help many people. I just thought that I want to help you in return for all your good deeds.
Angel: Really? That's great! Hearing it from you feels good!

She told me that she can walk by herself from here and said that I should be going home.

Angel: Your parents might be worried about you.
Jacob: That's.. impossible now.
Angel: Huh?
Jacob: Nothing. Are you sure you can walk yourself here?
Angel: I'm used to it.
Jacob: Then, okay.

I met her at the train station after class. I said that I will do my best to gather some information about her parents. I tried my best to ask the people in the train station about Angel's parents. No one could help me.
Two days have passed and within those two days, I found out the real Angel.

Angel: Do you know why I keep remembering other people's faces?
Jacob: No. Why?
Angel: So I could recognize my parents when we will meet. I might have passed them by or seated beside them before.
Jacob: That's pretty clever.
Angel: Jacob? What is life for you?

I paused. What is this girl talking about?

Jacob: I.. I don't know..
Angel: Is it a burden? The people I helped at the train station kept telling themselves that they shouldn't have lived. If they were to live like that, they prefer to die.

Life. Is it really a burden?

Angel: I don't think it's a burden. I think it's a gift and that we should appreciate it because we might not know when will it be taken from us.

That's right. No one knows. No one except me.

Only two days left.

Jacob: Angel.. I'm.. sorry..

She frowned. She wanted to see them. I want to help but it was hopeless.

Angel: If only they took me and never left me with Granny...

That's right her grandma! She might be able to answer some questions.
I told Angel to bring me to her grandma.
It was already night when we arrived. At first, I can't believe it was their house. It was like one of the houses in magazines. I don't think Angel's parents needed to find more money.
An old woman opened the door for us. Two years more, that's what her life span tells. She will live longer than her granddaughter huh? She smiled at me.

Angel: This is Jacob, Granny! The friend that I've been talking about!
Granny: Oh! So he is Jacob?

I went inside. It was like I was in a castle.

Angel: He is here to ask you some questions, Granny. I wish that you could help him.

The old woman's smile faded away for a moment. Then, she smiled again.

Granny: I wish that I could help. Angel, could you please get our guest a glass of juice and some biscuits?
Angel: My pleasure!

When Angel went away, I started questioning her.

Jacob: Ma'am, I would like you to be honest with me. Are Angel's parents..?
Granny: They are actually dead.

I guessed about it but never expected that it would be true.

Jacob: Then why didn't you tell her?

She let out a sigh and said.

Granny: She was still a baby. Her parents met an accident that rainy day. They lost control of the wheels and crashed unto another car. They died after that. I was afraid to tell Angel. I never want that child to grow up so sad. I thought that maybe if..
Jacob: So you think lying to her would help?

I couldn't control myself. I looked at the her life span again. She will still live longer than Angel. How could she keep the truth from a child who is going to die?

Granny: Because.. I didn't want her to be so sad. I didn't want her to be similar with that boy.

Boy? What boy?

Granny: The other car..

She began weeping.

Granny: There was a boy with her parents in the other car. He survived the crash. I've learned that the boy was traumatized. He was silent and kept staring at people's heads. I was afraid that Angel would be like that.

I didn't know what I felt that time. I stood up just when Angel arrived. I said my goodbye and left. I hurried outside. It was raining.

Jacob: I left my bag. Well, never mind.

What that grandma said could be a joke. But how could it be so similar with my experience? The crash. It keeps running in my head. Repeating. The pain. My parent's death.
As I was pondering about these thoughts, the Reaper showed up.

Reaper: Woah! What do we have here? A soaking kitten?
Jacob: You.. You knew about this! About the connection between that girl and me.
Reaper: What are you talk-
Jacob: I know that you knew! You wanted me to hear the truth. You want me to know that Angel's parents caused my parents' death! You..! You really want me to suffer, right? Then you've just succeed. I am suffering now!
Reaper: Do you really think that was my motive? Look at you! Do you know why you are still alive?! You are supposed to be dead right now! But your parents protected you from my touch by hugging you so tightly.
Jacob: So what do you want to say? That I should kill myself now?
Reaper: That you should see the real meaning of living!

Silence. I don't know exactly what he is saying.

Reaper: Have you ever wondered why you can't see your own life span?

I've thought about it but I guessed it was because I am only able to see others' life span.

Reaper: You can't see it because you have none. You are not alive Jacob. You are not also dead. It's something hard to explain but you can actually say that you are immune from my touch. I've been through this before. A friend rescued me from an accident. I could also see others' life span. When I killed myself, I never thought of the consequence.

I was so confused. I couldn't understand a thing.

Reaper: When you die in your state again, you will become like me.
Jacob: You mean.. A reaper?

Before he could answer my question, he faded away.
A reaper. When I die again, I'll be a reaper. Is that what he meant?

I unconsciously went to the train station the day after. I just realized I was on the train station when a little girl tugged my shirt. I looked at the little girl who only has three hours left to live.

Angel: Why did you left Jacob? Aren't you going to help me? Are you going to quit? Please tell me you won't.

I looked at her. Then a sudden burst of hatred flowed in my veins pushing her away from me.

Angel: W-why.. Why did you do that?!
Jacob: P-please.. Stop.. Stop following me, okay?! Don't you ever come to me again! Never!

As I walked from her, I could hear people mumbling. But I could overhear Angel's little cry. I was already far when I halted. I thought about the horrible thing that I did to her. It was not her fault. It was not even her parents' fault. It was an accident.
Then I remembered what she said about life,

Angel: I don't think it's a burden. I think it's a gift and that we should appreciate it because we might not know when will it be taken from us.

I looked at my watch. She only got thirty minutes left, I estimated. I hurried to the train station. I wish she was there. I spotted her.
She sat on the bench looking at blank space.
Only ten seconds left..
As I approached her, she started walking.
I hurried to her.
While she was crossing the street, something fell from her pocket.
The next thing I know, a truck was heading on her way and the Reaper was beside her. I ran. Then darkness.

Pulse. I couldn't feel it. Light. I only see darkness. Noise. I hear silence.

Angel: Jacob! Jacob!
Jacob: Eh? Where am I?
Angel: Why did you..

She cried. What exactly happened?

Jacob: Are you alright.. now?
Angel: Uh-huh.
Jacob: That's good.

Then I noticed that everyone was staring at us. The Reaper was also there. He has that stare that I couldn't explain.

Reaper: You made a terrible mistake.

He looked at Angel then smiled.

Reaper: Or maybe not?

Then he faded.

People took Angel away from me as I laid my head on the ground. I can't feel anything. I closed my eyes again.

A week after..

Angel: Good morning Jacob!
Jacob: Morning Angel.
Angel: I'm still not used with this.
Jacob: You'll get used.
Angel: I hate numbers.

That was just it. I saved Angel's life. Just as what the reaper said, the consequence was this:

Reaper: ... When I killed myself, I never thought of the consequence.

I am still physically normal. But only Angel can see me. She couldn't understand it at first. I know how hard it would be for her.
As I looked at her, a smile appeared on her face.

Angel: I wish that lady had a wonderful life. Don't worry about me Jacob. I don't think knowing other people's life span is bad. We could at least make them happy before they die, right? Think of this as a chance to bring happiness to other's lives.

Life. Whenever I see Angel, I could see the brighter side of life.

Angel grabbed my shirt and looked at me.

Angel: Is it time already? Is she really going to die?
Jacob: You saw her life span.

She let me go and I faded away. In my mind, I kept pondering the things in my life. How I died with a living body and lived with a dead spirit. I could have lived my life to the fullest. I'm sadden to know that there are still people like me out there thinking that they have lived to die. Life is different from death. Life is to be lived.

I closed my eyes and I saw the next person with a dying life.


Life is a gift. Death is an unexpected tragedy. No one knows exactly how, when, where and why they have died. So before you complain about living life, think of how hard losing it without even enjoying it.

LitTLe . mAkE-BeLieVeR . sTorYtELLeR
iF tHerE's sOmeThinG sToriEs TeLL, wHaT cOuLd iT bE?

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Thursday, February 5, 2009

..And They Painted Together.. Chapter Two.!

Chapter Two:

In the end, he couldn’t do anything. They went outside.

“Let’s.. Let’s do our best, eh!” he nervously said to his co-artist.

Allie just looked at him and went away. Jerry was left alone in the corridor feeling stupid.


It was the first day of their work. Jerry and Allie went to the place where they needed to paint a mural. It was a wide wall.

“Now I know why we have to be excused from all our classes. This is a huge one!” Jerry thought. He stared at Allie for a moment.
“What was with her? I thought she would smile and say, ‘Yes, please take care of me’. It wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable if she did that,” he thought.

She turned her face to Jerry. He turned his away. “We better get the materials,” she said.

They went to the basement where the principal told them to get the paint, brushes and other materials they might need. Jerry took a can of paint and remembered something.


There was a special reason why Jerry fell for Allie. It was not because she was nice or beautiful or talented.

It began that late June. Jerry was entering his elementary years. He was scared and unprepared. Instead of going to school, he went to the park. He took out his crayons and papers. He drew a weird face. His drawings before were somewhat like abstract.

While he was drawing, his paper flew off. He searched for it and saw a lady looking at his drawing.

“What in the.. What a horrible drawing!”

Jerry backed away and was about to cry. Then, the little girl who was with the lady took the paper and smiled.

“No! I think it’s great,” she said.

After knowing that she was going to the same school, he was motivated to study. He even tried to improve his skills in drawing. They were not classmates but the thought of having a glimpse of her everyday was enough for him. She was very popular in their school ever since.

But when the third year of their high school was about to end, that girl started acting weird. She was smiling but when she was alone, she took out her sketch pad and sketched with loneliness.

That girl was Allie.


When they got the materials, Jerry asked Allie what to draw. She just took a brush and painted a girl sitting on a bench.

“Is she trying to work alone?”

Jerry just sat down looking at what his companion was doing. Then he noticed something strange.

“Uhmm.. Sorry to interrupt you, but why is the girl alone?” Jerry asked.
“What’s the problem with a lonely girl for our mural?” she bounced off the question.
“It’s just.. The.. You see, we are painting for Valentine’s Day. Isn’t it supposed to be love and not loneliness?” Jerry said as he grabbed for a brush then painted a guy beside the girl.

When he finished drawing, Allie took a white paint and splashed it to the wall. There was nothing but whiteness after that. Jerry was pissed.

“Wh-Why did.. you do that?” he said trying to be patient with the girl’s cruel attitude.
“I don’t think you drew it nicely,” was what she replied.
“Who is this person I’m with? Is this really Allie? Or maybe this is a bad spirit?” he thought.

Jerry who was a fearful guy took out some grass and started dancing around Allie. Allie, who was aware about the guy’s weird actions, couldn’t concentrate painting.

“Hey! What.. are you doing?” she asked with an angry tone.
“Aha! I already know what you are! You.. bad spirit! G-go! Go away from this pretty girl!” Jerry was shaking as he was saying those words.

She just looked at him with eyes saying ‘Is this man serious?’. It was the end of their first day. The wall was all but white.


The second day was the same. Then the third and fourth and fifth. Whenever Allie painted something which is not about love, Jerry would try to redo it. After painting it, Allie would just splash it with white paint. It kept repeating. They argued. They painted but their ideas weren’t the same.

“This isn’t just working! We only have five days to paint this mural! Aren’t you getting tired of this?” Jerry said while trying to erase the white paint.

Allie was painting a black raven with a skeleton holding a wilted rose.

“There she goes again!” Jerry thought.

He took her brush from her and said, “Tell me something. Do you know exactly what love is? Love is not supposed to be about dead bodies or lonely girl or a black raven!”

He took the white paint and as he was going to erase her work, she pushed the can of paint to Jerry face. His face was really white. She giggled. He was just standing there, looking pissed. She took the brush from Jerry’s hand and painted his face with a moustache. She laughed. Instead of being annoyed, Jerry smiled. Then he laughed too.

Allie, still hardly breathing said, “We better get more white paint,” then she smiled.
“There’s none left. I guess we need to buy some in the store,” Jerry replied.
Then Allie laughed again. “Aren’t you.. Going to clean your face first?” was all she said. Jerry was happy to see Allie’s smiling face again.


They went to the store. When they were about to leave, the rain started to pour. Unfortunately, they didn’t bring any umbrella.

“Wait here! I’ll bring an umbrella. I know a friend somewhere near here,” Jerry said as he ran off before Allie could stop him.

She smiled and looked around. It was raining hard.

“I hope he’ll be fine,” she thought.

Then she stopped. She saw a familiar face that made her frown. A guy was hugging a girl on the corner of the street. Allie knew the guy.


When Jerry arrived on the store, he couldn’t find Allie. He only found the cans of paint. He looked around. There she was, just on the corner of the street. When he was about to go there, she saw Allie slapped the guy. Then she ran away. Jerry followed her.

“Allie! Wait! Hey, can’t you slow down?!” Jerry shouted but it seemed that Allie didn’t notice him.

She stopped in the park. She fell down on her knees and started crying. As rain fell, Jerry saw the crying face of Allie. They were in the same park where Jerry has fallen in love with the girl he was with that time. He walked to her. She shrugged when she noticed he was coming near.

“I don’t know who that guy is and what he did to you,” he said. “What I know,” he continued, “is that he must be a bastard for making you cry!”

He waited for her response.

Then he talked again, “Stop thinking about what happened. He’s just an idiot who-”

Before he could finish, she stood.

“Stop..” she whispered.
“What?” Jerry asked.
“Stop talking like you know him!” she yelled and walked away.

Jerry was left in the pouring rain, unable to follow Allie.

What was wrong? Who is that guy anyway? Why was she acting strange when she saw that guy? All these questions pondered in Jerry’s mind. Find out the answers in the next chapter!

Spoiler: You will finally know why Allie gives the cold shoulder towards guys.

LitTLe . mAkE-BeLieVeR . sTorYtELLeR

iF tHerE's sOmeThinG sToriEs TeLL, wHaT cOuLd iT bE?

Friday, January 16, 2009

..And They Painted Together..

Story Guide:

This is a story of Jerry who fell in love with Allie, the campus crush. Although she was a beauty, she kept rejecting boys who confessed to her. One time, the school assigned Jerry and Allie, who were good in painting, to paint a mural about love. Having different ideas, they kept arguing. Jerry then discovered the reason of Allie’s cold shoulder towards guys. Could he ever fix a heart unwilling to be fixed?


Chapter One:

Jerry was just “the ordinary high school guy” who fell for “the ideal high school girl”, Allie. She was very beautiful and nice. Everyone liked her. There is just one thing that reserved her from having a boyfriend; she kept rejecting boys.

“Could she be a lesbian? But no. She is just too feminine when she talks, walks, eats.. What could be the reason?” Jerry was asking himself about Allie.
“If I were to confess to her,” he whispered, “Nah. She rejected Robert who is the ideal boyfriend for every girl. How could she ever say ‘yes’ to a simple guy like me?”.

He just took out his drawing book and started sketching. He was one of the two best artists in school. The other one was Allie. At least they have something in common.

He sketched Allie’s face. After sketching a very nice draft, he threw it. Then he drew another one. It was better but he still threw it away. A classmate saw the mess and picked a piece of paper.

“Woah! What do we have here?” That was Ray. He was one of the die-hard fans of Allie.

“Don’t tell me that you are one of us?” he asked.
“You can say it. Give me that. I’m going to throw it away properly to the trash can. Sorry for the mess,” Jerry excused himself but before he could pick up the papers, Ray grabbed them.
“You got to be kidding me! You’ll throw all of these good stuffs?! You might want to give these to me instead.”

Jerry looked at him and gave the rest of the papers.

“Fine. There are just trashes. If you want it badly, then they are yours,” Jerry went away after saying that.

“You can say that because you’re too good in drawing,” Ray thought. “Allie is so beautiful here. I wonder when she will answer my confession. Oh my Allie! I know that you like me, too!”


It was the first day of February. As Jerry was going home taking the path to the park, he could see lovers hugging and kissing each other.

“I just hate February!” he thought and walked fast.

A girl caught his eyes. It was Allie. He jumped backward and found a place to hide. He looked closely. It was Allie but who’s the guy? He was close enough to hear the conversation.

“I don’t know why you keep rejecting me. I just want you to give me a chance,” the guy said.
“Is he confessing?” Jerry thought.
“I’m just not prepared to be in a relationship now,” was Allie’s reply.
“Is that really the reason?” the guy asked.
She looked blankly and replied, “Yes so please understand.”
The guy scratched his head and went away.
“Her eyes that time. It says there’s something more,” Jerry whispered, “What could be the real reason?”


When Jerry arrived in school late that second day of February, he was cornered by three guys.

“Wh-what do you want from me?” Jerry fearfully asked.

He didn’t want any fight. He was a scaredy-cat ever since.

“You! You better take care of her. If ever we’ll find out that you treated her badly, you’re dead,” the biggest of them said.

After that, they left. Jerry could still hear his heartbeat. As he was walking the corridor, he could feel the cold stare of his fellow guys. He even caught a glimpse of Ray looking at him coldly.

“What in the world is happening?” he thought.

When Jerry walked pass the bulletin board, he found the answer to his question. Written on the board was: Allie Sandoval and Jerry Gomez are assigned by the school to paint a mural for this upcoming Valentine’s Day. They are, from now on until they finish the mural, excused from their classes. The following students shall go to the principal’s office after reading this announcement.

Jerry jerked after reading the post. He could feel the intense stares of the guys around him. He just ran off to the principal’s office. He opened the door and found the principal and Allie already there.

“Have a seat Mr. Gomez. I think you already know Ms. Sandoval, right?” the principal welcomed Jerry.

The guy just nodded his head. He still couldn’t believe what was happening.

“The school needs some artists to paint a mural for our school. It is for Valentine’s. I hope you will cooperate for this project,” the principal instructed.

Allie bowed down her head while Jerry shook his head. The principal asked him what the problem was.

“I.. I think I’m not good enough to paint a mural, ma’am. I can draw but not that good,” he said.
“What are you talking about Mr. Gomez? You are an excellent artist!” the principal complimented.

The truth was, Jerry was afraid to get into fights just because of this mural-painting. “I can do this if only it wasn’t her who I need to work with,” Jerry thought.

Is this an omen or a chance? Jerry will get close to her finally but wait, what’s this? Jerry found out the other side of Allie. He never imagined she was like this!

Spoiler: the next chapter will reveal the reason why Jerry fell for Allie

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