Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not! (Part 5)

"KEN!!! Can you concentrate?!!! The function is not long from now. Stop fooling around" "Okay! Okay, miss stressed up... Hehehe..."

It had been a year since I confessed about my feelings to Ken. A lot had happened since then. In the beginning of Standard 5, I realized that I had to use spectacles. My attempts of memorizing the eye test card was a failure and I was declared with short-sightedness... At first, I was excited about wearing glasses but as the days went by, I only regretted it more and more. I never looked as attractive as I once used to. The glasses were rather annoying and left weird scars on my nose. And yet, I had to live with it because without it, my vision was a blur. Fortunately, Ken found the glasses rather cute on me (But truth is, it looked like those Harry Potter glasses which were rather weird.)

The year went by rather fast but there were many conflicts and slight problems that I can still remember. First, there was the fan in our class. Ken, being as naughty as he usually is, decided to play a little football/soccer game in class and kicked the ball a little too high for comfort. The fan took a direct hit from the ball and slanted in a weird direction. Ever since that day, we all sat in fear in class during lessons, anticipating for the fan to drop.

The second biggest conflict was the fight between Ken and Aden. Aden had become the new class monitor and was really a responsible one. He took care of the class quite well and was liked by all. But the problem arose one day when Aden made a report to the teacher about Ken's usage of foul words towards the teacher. Until this very day, I don't know the truth of that story but all I remember was the anger in both Ken and Aden's eyes...

We were all just running about in class and doing normal stuff every 11-year-old does in his/her class. Talking, arguing, laughing, smiling. Ken and Aden were standing together and talking but I was too distracted by my other friends who were laughing on the other side. Suddenly, Aden stormed out to go see the teacher and Ken was yelling after him in an angry tone. I rushed to the door of the class to see what the problem was. Then, I saw Aden and our teacher walking back towards Ken. There was so much anger in both Ken and Aden's eyes. I stood there dumbfounded, shocked at the hatred these two close friends suddenly developed for each other.

"Aden! What's the matter? Why did you call our teacher?" I whispered. Aden just ignored me and continued to complain to the teacher. "He used a foul word against you, sir. Ken actually said it and I heard it MYSELF!" Aden said. "No, I DID NOT!" Ken replied in a harsh tone. " You so did! Tell him Gina! Tell the teacher what he said!" Aden yelled. Aden looked at me with such trust and hope in his eyes, expecting me to back him up. But I couldn't even hear his words. All I saw was his expression... First a look of hope which then changed to aggression, followed by anger. “Aden... I…. I don’t know what he said. I didn’t hear anything,” I responded in a weak tone. He looked at me as if looking at a betrayer. He thought I had decided to side Ken since I had feelings for him (by this time, everyone in the GAKSYD gang knew of our feelings for each other.) “Gina… How could you? Just tell the teacher the truth, Gina. PLEASE! Don’t support Ken. Speak the truth,” Aden half begged. “I can’t, Aden because I really didn’t listen to what he said!” I replied and stormed off before the situation got any worse.

That day, the teacher punished Ken by deducting his penalty marks leaving a black mark on his records. Ken stared with fury at Aden. Both glared back at each other as though they would have bitten each other’s throats off. I stood inside the class and watched with sadness at my two most favourite guy friends’ hatred towards each other. Why had fate done this to them? A tear was about to trickle down my cheek but I strengthened up and just accepted it. After all time would heal all. Eventually, Ken and Aden began talking again but never with the same closeness they once shared. Neither could trust each other anymore and it pained me to watch all this from a close range.

“Hey, Miss DREAMY!!!” Ken shouted in a joking tone. I snapped out of my daydreaming about that year and looked back at him. “Well, if you’re not gonna be serious about this dance, don’t expect me to do so either. I’d daydream all I want!” I stated and began to walk off in a sulky manner. A hand held my arm back the way it did a year ago when I had first confessed my feelings. Butterflies started building up in my tummy. I wanted to giggle but I didn’t because I didn’t want to show my weakness, especially not to Ken. “Come on, you don’t wanna leave. I’ll be serious. Don’t go. Let’s start again and make sure we do this dance well,” he said with that smile that never failed to mesmerize me. I just smiled back as usual and warned him (half jokingly) that if he stopped focusing, I’d be marching right out the hall’s door. He agreed and we started out dance rehearsal again.

Ken and I had promised a dance performance for the Prefectorial Board’s party. We were both quite talented dancers when it came to Indian contemporary dance so we thought we would do it again after a hit performance back when we were 9. The day of the performance arrived and I was quite nervous. “Hey, don’t be worried. We practiced more this time. We’ll do great,” Ken said encouragingly and patted on my shoulder. I was panting and trying to calm myself down. We managed to do a quick rehearsal before being called up to perform. In truth, the dance was alright but what ruined it was the loose jean I wore. That wretched light blue faded denim was just a bit too loose on the waist which caused me to often pull it up during the dance. With only one weird pant adjusting girl and one dashing boy on stage, I managed to capture everyone’s attention with my weird action. The crowd started laughing and at the end of the dance, we had a loud roar which was laughing even louder. I could no longer hold the embarrassment I felt.

I bowed after the dance and rushed out of the hall and just ran, ran as fast as I could, as far as I could. I ended up in the girl’s toilet which blocked my path of escape. I entered a cubicle in the toilet and started weeping. It was just too embarrassing to bear, the laughter of so many people despite practicing so hard. I ruined it big time, not just for myself but for Ken too. I was expecting him to be super mad with me. “GINA! GINA! Are you in there?” a familiar voice shouted from outside. “Come out, Gina. Please. I wanna go sit in the hall. Come join me.” “I’m not coming! They’ll all just continue laughing at me. I was terrible and I looked horrible,” I roared back from inside the cubicle. Ken answered from outside the toilet, “It was just your pants Gina. They’re not laughing anymore. I thought you looked beautiful and you danced wonderfully despite the loose jeans.” I walked out slowly towards the exit of the toilet and spotted Ken leaning against the wall nearby, eyes closed, just waiting for me. I stood there in front of him and sniffed as every person who stopped crying does. He opened his eyes and smiled. He wiped away my tears and said, “Such a crybaby. Come, let’s go. Don’t let this ruin your day. We can enjoy the day together.” He pushed me gently forward and I walked with him, side by side hoping that someday this sweet, awesome guy would be mine forever.

Would my dreams come true? Would Ken become mine forever till death do us part? Or will we go our separate ways due to fate? Tune in to Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not. Part 6 coming soon…

Tidbits of Life

Well, obviously, although the main thing about my blog is the stories in La Mia Storia, I would also love to share some of my interests (besides interesting boys) in this page. A few songs, some favourite videos.

Well, lately, youtube has been quite popular and some interesting videos have been put up recently. I'll also be posting up some of my favourite videos and trailers of movies with my own review and opinions. Hopefully, you'll comment and also give me your opinion about them. I hope you guys love these videos and reviews too as they're probably childish and fun to watch and read. I present to you, my new segment in Solo Ragazzi called " Tidbits of Life"!!! Enjoy and have a nice day ya'll....

Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not! (Part 4)

“Exams are over. So cool right?” “I know, maybe we should go out.” “Haven’t you watched that movie?” “Can I borrow your CD?” “Wanna come over to my house tonight for a sleepover?”

The whole class was buzzing with people discussing about their plans after the exams. Ken, Aden, Serina, Yvonne, Denis and I were all sitting at my table and just joking. “I got an idea! We’ll change our name from GASY to GAKSYD. What do you think?” I asked. Ken and Denis had asked to join our little group which already consisted of Gina = G, Aden = A, Serina = S, and Yvonne = Y, hence GASY. So we were all laughing and kidding around towards the end of standard 4. We were now 10 years old and involved in extracurricular activities. We had already started learning science and were indeed more mature than we were in standard 3.

As we were just smiling and talking about random stuff, I noticed Ken staring at me as usual. And when I looked back at him, he just turned away. I just smiled as I knew what he was up to. Then I had a thought. Why don’t I just tell him I like him? He doesn’t have to like me back but at least I’d get this burden off my chest. So I told him to meet me in class after recess.

During recess, my little heart was pounding really fast as I was nervous, REALLY NERVOUS! I had never told a guy I liked him before. Although Ken’s reaction didn’t matter to me, some part of me wanted him to like me too and not reject me. I was pacing around in the canteen when I saw him. He just smiled back and said, “I’ll be there.” Then suddenly, the school bell rang. It was time…

I ran back to class hoping to be early only to find almost half the class already there. Great! Now how will I get to tell him? Since the exams were over, everybody brought cards and board games to play in school. Everyone was walking around and chattering that it was beginning to get to me. I just waited for Ken at the back door, hoping he’d come soon. Finally, he walked in with a stunning smile that always mesmerized me. “Hey, Gina! What was it you wanted to talk about?” he asked. “Well, Ken. I’ve been wanting to tell you something for awhile now. Let’s sit down and talk.”

Once we sat down, “Ken, well, you’re really an awesome friend but I haven’t told you something. The truth is….” But before I could finish, “Gina! Ken! Wanna join us? We’re playing cards.” “No, thanks!” Oh boy, it was noisy in class. Everytime I was about to tell him, someone either knocks into us, or shouts something out at us, or asks us to join them in their game. I was really getting annoyed by then so I just got up and said, “Sorry, Ken but I don’t think we can talk in this condition!” and began to march off when he suddenly stopped me. “It’s ok. I really wanna know. Please…,” he began to beg.

So then I held his arm and pulled him out of class to the corridor outside. I probably looked like a big bully at that time because I sort of began to roar at those who were teasing us. “We’re trying to talk! Just back off for awhile!” Once we were out, I calmed down by breathing in and out. Ken just giggled at me as he hopped onto a table outside and sat on it. “Woah! What’s up with that? Hehe. Calm down and tell me what it is,” he said. I looked around for any other teasing friends, then hopped onto the table and sat beside him. “Well, here goes nothing. I like you, Ken…. as more than a friend. I always have. That’s why I didn’t like people teasing us, because I was afraid you’d know but now, I want you to know so there you go. But don’t worry, I don’t want a reply. I don’t want you to like me back or anything. I just wanted to tell you and now I have. Hopefully we can still be friends like usual and you won’t avoid me or anything.” All I saw was his smile turning into a frown and then into confusion. He just looked at me as I poured my heart out. So when I didn’t get a reaction, I just shrugged and walked away hoping he won’t hate me.

Suddenly I felt my hand being held back, stopping me from walking away. I turned to find Ken holding my arm. “Wait! You didn’t allow me to speak,” he said. “I don’t expect a reply. As long as you don’t hate me, I’m happy,” I said. “But I like you too…as more than a friend,” he said with that mesmerizing smile again. I nearly melted at that point. “WHAT?! You’re serious? Oh My Gosh! Okay… What now?” I asked. “I guess we just like each other then,” he giggled. So we walked back into class all the while looking at each other and smiling. That’s it! It was done. Ken and I had finally told each other how we felt without any commitments. We were not in a relationship or anything but at least we knew we liked each other.

So when we entered class, there were only too many questions to be answered to our friends. “Where did you go?” “Did you tell him?” “What was his response?” “REALLY???” It was indeed really an awkward situation. Now I KNEW he liked me. ME!!! All that was running in my head was, “YES!!! He likes me!!! He likes me!!! I was right all along. In your face other girls who like him.” Well, what do you expect?! I was only 10. As we answered all these questions, Ken and I glanced at each other and he winked. And that indeed was one of the most memorable moments of my life. So do we stay together forever? Will we be there for each other throughout our lives? Will the problems in future bring us closer together or tear us further apart? Tune in to ‘Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not!’. Part 5 coming soon….

Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not! (Part 3)

"Class, I want you all to come up here and tell me about your best friend", said our teacher when we were in standard 3. We all started to look around staring at each other and glancing at our best friends just like any other excited 9-year-old. I was gonna talk about Serina so i just smiled at her to sort of signal her. So we all watched and listened patiently at everyone who was talking. Aden went up, so did Alisha. Then came Ken's turn.

I was paying extra attention but of course tried to mask it by putting on a 'do not care' face. He began by describing that his best friend was a girl and that she was nice and fun to hang out with. Everything was going on well until he mentioned the name of his best friend. "My best friend is....Gina." ME! He said MY NAME! I cannot lie that I indeed was shocked beyond explanation! He had tons of guy friends he hung out with but decided to declare me as his best friend. I just stared at him as voices started to whisper around us. What was once a rumour to my friends had taken a turn today. They were all sure that something was going on between Ken and me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bravely said such a thing.

My teacher, who didn't see anything wrong in Ken's speech asked everybody to applaud him and asked for the next person to volunteer. I was still in a state of shock but I had to think fast. If I let him get away with this, people would start teasing us. He might know that I have feelings for him. I can't let that happen. I might be 9 but I had a reputation in that school to uphold. I had to make a decision right then, right there. My hand shot up straight to the air as I volunteered to go up.

"Hello, I'm Gina. My best friend is Serina. NOT KEN! I like Serina because......" Whatever I said after that didn't matter because all I could hear was a loud OOOOHHH among my classmates. Then as I spoke, I stared at Ken and our eyes sort of communicated. I was trying to warn him never to do such a thing and his eyes sort of apologized. Serina on the other hand was beaming at my speech about her for of course, she is the best friend anyone could ever have, NO DOUBTS ABOUT THAT!

After my speech, as I was walking towards my desk, I noticed the hurt in Ken's eyes. I BLEW IT BIG TIME! This guy was kind enough to call me his best friend and I just embarrassed him in front of the whole class. I began to feel really guilty so I grabbed a chair and sat next to him. I was about to open my mouth to apologize when he said "I'm sorry for saying you're my best friend without asking you first." Now I felt extra guilty. I thought of something safe to say. Something that would try to justify me at the same time not reveal my true feelings for him. "You're not my best friend, Ken but you are special to me in a different way." Then his expression changed as though he had deciphered the message within the quote but luckily, he just smiled and said, "You're special to me too, Gina." Once again we just stared into each others eyes and I felt a spark. A million butterflies flying inside of me. I thought I was going to levitate or something with my super speedy heartbeat.

I got up from the chair, smiled at him and walked away to my desk all the while fixating my eyes deep into his. I knew he liked me, he just HAD TO! The way he looked at me, the things he said, it could have only meant one thing. But could I have been wrong? Could he have only been a nice friend who I was just attracted to? Or could he have been my soulmate that I was destined to be with? To find out, stay tuned to "Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not!". Part 4 coming soon...

Love At First Sight? Maybe, Not! (Part 2)

"You mess with my brother, you mess with me and my pals! HAHAHAHA!!!" I was face-to-face with a huge guy who was threatening me. I didn't know what to do. I was just standing there and facing him boldly although on the inside, I was shrieking like the little girl I really was.

Well, a year ago, I was elected to be class monitor but what I didn't tell you was that I got the post after the previous monitor, Shane K. was sacked. So now, he sent his huge brother who was only 9, to scare me off so that he could get the post again. But of course, I was no ordinary 8-year-old. I stood in front of the huge brother trying to reason with him and explain how it wasn't my fault. That's when it happened. He raised a hand to either hit me or scare me off. I don't really know because I didn't have a chance to find out.

Thank heavens because Aden was right there beside me. He whipped the bullies off with his lunch box. He hit the bullies again and again. The plastic wrapping the lunch box was torn and tattered by the time the bullies got away. I was so relieved but indeed was still shaking from fear. Aden, being the angel he always was, held me tight and helped me get back to class. I was still shaking in class so he decided to take charge and report the bullies to our class teacher. Shane and his brother were punished immediately and they never bothered me ever again.

What shocked me even more than the attack was how Ken reacted to it. He was indeed disturbed to see me so shaken up. He spoke to me tenderly. Asked me every detail about the attack. Suddenly, I saw a change in his eyes. From care, they seemed to have turned to anger and the need for revenge. He grabbed a strap he used to bind his books and just ran out of class. Aden and I rushed after him only to see him chasing Shane's brother around the block threatening to beat him. At that very moment, I knew....I knew that he felt something for me too. The content he felt after he finally caught up to Shane's brother just emphasized how much he wanted to protect me. And that, was indeed an awesome feeling.

I just stared at Ken as he walked back after hitting Shane's brother. "Why, Ken? Why are you being so violent towards him? He already said sorry", I asked him. "I will never let anyone who hurts you, get away. He has to feel what he put you through", he answered. And then he whispered slowly as he smiled, "I will always protect you." What would an 8-year-old do in such a situation? Blush, of course. I was beaming and blushing at the same time. He wanted to protect me, ME! Why would he do that if he didn't like me? I knew it. He had to like me. I didn't say anything of my deductions though. We were so close yet so far away. How I longed that we could hold hands and just say something then. But of course, we didn't. I looked at him with much affection hoping that someday will be OUR day. In the end, I just smiled back at him as Aden, Ken and I walked back to class together.

Could this be the start of something new? Could Ken and I have a bond that is so strong that we are destined to be together...? Well, to find that out stay tuned to La Mia Storia... Part 3 coming soon...