I got to school on time before the lecturer was in for the first class. A few of the other students were in. I was quite an introvert, so naive in terms of starting a conversation with anyone I didn't know that good. But the lucky part was that I had a few friends there. I took a seat at my usual sport and took my book out to write my usual poems.
I took a deep breath and tried to think of what to write about. My brain was already full and I just couldn't strain it anymore. I felt like going back home and just taking a deep sleep and submerge myself into dreams. Unfortunately all those dreams I had were never reality.
My phone beeped and I saw messages from the last semisters what'sapp group. I was the class representative then. I passed through the dozens of messages and the name Brian hit me.
Hmm..Brian, a guy I had a crush on in school ever since Dylan started snobbing me all the time. He was cool, funny and a charmer. I wasn't good at telling someone I loved them especially men and especially romantic kind of love. So I tried my best to show him how I was head over heels in love with him in hope he'll notice me and ask me out. I spent most of the time with him, paired myself with him in most of the class group games and conversations, bought him soda a certain day all girls had to buy a soda for the boys but all that was in vain. He still never asked me out. At some point I thought maybe it's because he didn't feel the same way I did for him but it was obvious he did. I guess he was too shy to just let me know he was inlove with me.
I checked my phone for any messages expecting Dylan's. I was really stupid, Dylan never texted me with the excuse that he was not a message person he loved phone calls more than messages. Something funny was that he was always online. I bought all that lie unfortunately.
Shortly two of my friends walked into the class room and I just smiled my misery off my face as they came towards me. Suddenly one of them, Dan, snatched my book from the table. 'Oooh Shit it's my secret book' My mind informed me. "What have you written in here." He asked as he moved back to check the book with his friend Fidel. I stood up hurriedly before they could check the content inside and followed to get my book back but they kept on putting it out of my reach as they flip pages . I couldn't let anyone know what I was passing through. Though it was full of poems and I was sure they won't figure out that was my life. "Stop it you two, give me back my book!" I complained trying my best to get my book back. I succeeded at getting it back. Fidel took a seat behind me and Dan next to him. Shortly the lecturer walked into class and all attention turned to him.