Published at 2nd of April 2019 2:37 am

Paper Planes (part 1/2)

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“He’s really handsome!! Ayyiiee!!”

“Luke! Join us later! It will be fun!

“Please teach me.”

Since Luke Salazar came to school, my life changed. He was my first real life crush. Aside from the fictional characters, I also have actor crushes. Therefore this year is very special to me because he is my first. The problem is, I don’t think I have a chance because he never noticed me. A lot of women that always surround him are more beautiful than me. What chance do I have?

Well, that’s okay as long as I will focus on my study. What is beauty if the brain is empty? I don’t care about the women chasing him. I am satisfied to see him in the distance. He is so handsome that just one glance you will immediately notice him. Handsome and smart! A perfect guy. He is the top one and I am the top 2 (yiee! aren’t we compatible because of our rank? XD). He is also very gentleman! Not a womanizer, no vices, even though he is famous in the whole school it doesn’t get on his head and stays humble. That’s why he is my crush.

Riiiinnnggggg!!!!

I stood from my seat and arranged my belongings. While putting the books inside I noticed something.

Paper plane?

Where did that come from? I turned around. I’m the only one left in the room. They immediately evaporate once they hear the bell. I just throw the paper plane in the trash. But I remember I saw the same thing the other day in my locker, the color is also the same, blue. Is it coincident? Or intentional? I just shrugged my shoulder and inserted it back to to the book and put it inside my bag. I just ignored it and went out the room.

The next day..

“Good morning!” I happily entered the classroom. As usual, I am early. It seems there is no one inside yet. I just sit on my chair and bring out my things.

Since there is still no people present here, I continue writing the poem I wrote. This poem is for the school competition. I know I’m not good but I still tried. For the sake of the prize and also it will be featured in the school newspaper if you win.

While quietly writing, someone came at last. “Good morning!” I greeted the person happily with 100,000-megawatt smile when someone entered.

“Good morning.” The person greeted with a smile.

I blushed.

Is what am I seeing real? My crush is in front and speaking to me! Heaven. ‘Love’ is the theme of the poem for the competition. Him entering is perfect because I suddenly thought of something to write.

And those smiles.. that killer smile!

Ahhh.. I can die happily now. Joke!

But what do I do?! Will I talk to him?! Approach him?! I don’t want to waste this opportunity!

But the bell suddenly rang and my classmates entered. Hays! Why is it like that?! My day has just started but I’m in a bad trip already. It’s because of my annoying classmate that disturb our moment and approach him and they started laughing along with her other friends.

I’m envious.

It’s nice that she can immediately talk to Luke and she can make him smile whenever they talk. Are they together? Maybe in secret? I can’t blame Luke if they are really together because the girl is pretty.

I think I will be stuck like this admiring him from afar and will never be noticed.

I am sad walking back home still thinking about the girl and Luke. I wish I am the girl so that I can be with Luke. While being sulky I noticed a paper plane flying in the air and landed right in front of me.

Hmmm? I look around.

Where did this come from? I took it from the ground. Color blue again? It was the same as last time? Is this really intended for me? Whoever sends this is definitely just playing with me. Where is the trash? I look around once again. What the heck! There is no trash bin? I just folded it and put it my pocket. I don’t want to litter, I might get scolded.

Days had passed, but until now I’m just casting a sidelong glance at him. Why is he becoming more handsome? Whenever you look at him, you cannot remove your eyes. He is good in speaking, whenever there is a report he is like a professional. Everyone around will listen when he speaks. His voice is so mesmerizing.

“So class, any question for Mr. Salazar?” The teacher asked us when Luke finish his report.

“Mr. Salazar you can call anyone to ask a question for you.” Our teacher added when she didn’t see anyone raising a hand from us.

“Thank you ma’am.” He said while looking at us. When they heard it my classmate immediately raised their hand especially the girls.

“Luke! me! me!”

“I have a question!”

He just grinned at them. Because there are a lot of people that raised their hands, Luke seems confuse who to call because he still didn’t pick anyone and it also seems he is looking for someone. Ah, maybe that girl. Hays.. The girl is so lucky, then I look to where the girl is sitting. Huh? She raised her hand why is he not calling her? Did he not see her? I look him and look at the girl again.

“Luke! Just pick me.” The girls shouted.

“It is just a simple question!” I turn to the person who is talking, “Huwaahh!!! Luke! Can you be my boyfriend?” Then she shrieks loudly.

Waaaaaahhhh!! Hide me! I don’t know her! I don’t know her!

The mouth of this girl is really shameless!.. It is no other than Mitch. My noble best friend. I hid my face with my hands. Everyone inside the classroom laughs. Really a shame! I will beat that best friend of mine later. Lol! I also noticed Luke laughing causing me to scratch my head.

“Yes miss Torres? Any question?” I stop from scratching my head.

Me? Am I the one he called? I look around.

The room suddenly becomes quiet and focused the attention on me. I look at Luke and I’m not really mistaken because he is looking at me waiting for me to ask my question. I wanted to deny that I did not really raise my hand but my seatmates started to poke me and I’m sure I will be scolded.

“Ms. Torres? We only have a little time left so please kindly ask your question now.” Our teacher said to me and seems too impatient.

Huwaaah! I will just stand for it! I stand properly and hid my nervousness. Although the truth is my heart is almost going out because it is beating really hard and fast, until now my crush is still looking at me!

“I’m sorry ma’am.” I said to the teacher and turn to Luke who is still waiting for my question. “For your report, you discussed that chemical reaction is a process that leads to the transformation of one set of chemical substances if mixed. In this situation, are electrons involved in this motion?”

I have full confidence in my question. Fortunately, I know what I’m saying.

“Nice question Ms. Torres.” he said. “Changes strictly involve electrons in forming and breaking bonds although, in general concept, it is applicable to the transformation of other particles such as nuclear reactions..”

He explained to me, while his eyes are just focus on me. I think I am blushing already. Our classmates were just quietly listening to us talking. Because our topic is so deep.

I hope it will always be like this, although the topic we talked is about chemical reactions, if he can just talk to me I’m satisfied. Suddenly the people inside applauded after our exchanged of words about his topic.

“Woooh! It is really different if it’s the top 1 and top 2 talking. Nosebleed!”

“So awesome! Just continue it that way!”

“Hahah. Actually, I can’t understand what they are talking. Is it German?”

The noise inside returned. I sit back on my seat. Ever since that day, I am always in good mood laughing with my classmates, especially when there is no teacher and I’m playing chase with the girls every time we began to romp. I know its childish but I’m happy.

While walking down the hallway one afternoon, I suddenly noticed a flying paper plane towards me.

Wait, paper plane?

Again?

I caught it while it slowly descends. What is it about this paper planes? Is this the trend now? Color blue? The same as before? I this from heaven? Then I look above.

Hahaha, maybe I’m turning crazy.

I look closely at the paper plane in my hand. Hmm.. What should I do with it? Maybe there is a secret message like what I’ve seen on TV? I laugh at myself while playfully unfolding the paper plane.

What? There is really written on it? While looking around. Oh, my! Maybe it was a mistake? And it just accidentally falls to me?

Because of curiosity, I read what is written. Just a short sentence, not a love letter or a novel, and there is no name on it. It seems I did not do something bad, right?

V’arious faces all around me, but only her smile is all I see.

I don’t know if its just a typo error of putting the apostrophe between V and A, but even so I smiled when I read it. It so sweet! But for whom is this? For me? Hahah, who am I kidding? I suddenly remember the other paper planes that I kept. Is there also something written on it?

The next day, I saw another paper plane and the same as yesterday there is also something written on it..

E’nthralled, fascinated. This girl catches me

And the next day..

Y’ears, months, weeks

Eh? What the hell? What am I? A calendar?

And the day after that..

O’nly her this man seeks

Sweet.! I am blushing right now! Haha!

And the next day after that…

U’nder the crowd of many people, will you care to see me?

I don’t know.. It depends if you will introduce yourself. I said in sarcasm inside my mind. Is it a secret admirer?

The paper planes I saw continued. Sometimes I smile but sometimes I’m also puzzled and thinking. Because what is written is like a riddle I don’t understand what it means.

A’nd unleashed the feeling of pretending?

Each sentence that I read it feels like the writer or whoever made this is writing about a girl. Who is the girl referred here? Me? I do not know that someone like me and I don’t want to expect that it is me! It’s hard you know!

Many days had passed and I found out that Luke also join the poem competition that i joined. We are seating next to each other when we had the meeting for the participants. I ignored him, even though deep inside I am screaming and very happy because I’m close to him. I had learned that he already had a girl he is courting and he said that if he won the competition he will introduce her to all. That was the rumor that is spreading in the campus and all fangirls are crying. I’m envious with the girl because a Luke Salazar loves her.

About me? I will start to completely forget him and wish for his happiness to the both of them.

While I am being sad and sulky sitting under the tree, I suddenly notice that my hair caught on something.

What is this? I touch my hair.

Paper plane???

Even here? Then I looked around. If whoever sent this I know that he is still not far from here.

I looked around but I did not see anyone, hayys. I open and read it.

R’ace… race my heart starts to race whenever she’s near.

If I’m not mistaken this is the eleventh plane that I received. Does he intend to make it twelve? Ahahah. In every letter that I read in each paper plane I’m certain who writes this really loves the girl.

The writer is in love with me! XD (feeler!)

The most awaited day came. The winner of the poem competition will be posted.

“Bessie!” I heard a shout from behind me, I turned around and saw Mitch running in my direction.

“Yara Bessie!! Today they will post the winner of the poem competition right?” She excitedly said. “Who is the lucky girl? Huwaah! I’m so excited!” She pulled me to where the winner of the competition posted.

I am not excited because this day I’m certain that Luke will just only be a dream because he will have a girlfriend. T^T Forever alone.

A lot of students are crowding in front of the bulletin board where the winners are posted. I noticed while we are battling to the crowd, many are pointing at me and whispering. What’s up? Is something wrong with my clothes? Wait, maybe they arr talking about Mitch and not me. >_<

“Is that her?”

“Yes! It’s her!”

“Awww sweet!”

What are they saying? It’s really awkward, even though I rejected whatever I feel, I’m sure they really are looking at me. I bow my head and continue to huddle in the crowd until we are in front of the bulletin board. The first thing I saw is the poem in front of me! It’s my poem! Yes! I won! Even though I’m second place I’m still happy anyway. I almost jump in excitement and almost shout because I’m really not expecting to win.

I notice everyone is looking at me so I stop and sign a peace with them.

Sorry, I’m just happy.

“Yara? Is she Yara?”

“It’s her! Wow, congrats!”

“You are so lucky Yara! I wish I am you! Waaahh.”

Hmmm? Are they congratulating me because I won second place? But most of them are girls and they are saying ‘yiiieee’ to me. The people here are weird.

Well, who won the first place? Let me look at what it is. There are still many students around where the 1st place is written but when they see that I am heading there they have given me a path.

“Hey! It’s Yara! Give her a way.”

“Yara?” And the others also look my way.

“Is she really Yara?”

Oh-kay. Why is my name suddenly famous? I am really Yara. Why are they repeating it over and over again?

“Oh.My.Gosh!” I heard a shout from Mitch who is in front of the boarf where the 1st place is posted.

“Yaraaa!!” She shouts at me then suddenly ran and pulled me towards the post.

“Who won?” I asked her.

Maybe because of extreme shock she is unable to speak. What is it about this poem? I look at the poem of the 1st place.. and it really is big. I know mine is A4 size but why is it triple in size? This first place is really special. But my jaw almost falls, my heart is drumming in my chest when I saw what’s written. It-its the.. sentences in the paper planes!

I‘ saw this girl, who love to dance and twirl

L‘ike a beaming sunrise, shines like a ray in the morning sky

O‘h sweet lady, you cause this man’s heart to beat!

V‘arious faces are all around me but only her smile is all I see

E‘ntralled, fascinated… this girls catches me

Y‘ears, months, weeks

O‘nly her this man heart seek

U‘nder the crowd of many people, will you care to see me?

Y‘awn my sleeping life?

A‘nd unleashed the feeling of pretending?

R‘ace… race my heart starts to race whenever she’s in presence

A‘m I sure? my mind asks, but in my heart, I know “She’s the one for me”

– A poem by Luke Salazar

Part One End

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