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(Ello my Oreos~ another chapter awaits~! I just went back to school last week and honestly, this is the first time that I’m actually excited to come back to school! GASP! Yasss I know crazy! But it’s awesome c: anyway enough of meh and more of the story~)
Xander’s POV~ (yay we’re looking into his point of view now ^.^)
After seeing Reece read the letter, I ran down the street. Faster than usual. I had broken up with him and he looked, well, shocked. He deserves it for what he did anyway. A bitter memory…
I had enough crap on my mind already now that Mason has followed me back to Japan.
Geez.
I knew the guy liked me but he didn’t have to follow me like a freakin’ creeper.
Mason has liked me since 3rd grade. More like love. He would always call me “senpai” and flash off a smile. It annoyed me. I was already in love with another guy at that time but I had forgotten his name.
I knew he was from Japan but ever since we broke up in 5th grade at the graduation ceremony, I haven’t seen him. I told him it was due to flying back to Japan to see family since I was in America for studies. But I don’t think he believed me. He had a smile that showed no sadness yet his face was full of it. I never wanted to break up with him but long distance relationships never work out.
We shared our last goodbye with a kiss- which was our first- and a vow to never forget each other in the future. But now we’re in middle school of 7th grade and I’ve forgotten his name and face yet his personality hasn’t been lost.
He was always cheerful and energetic. He said kind words and never spoke if bad ones. Pretty much he was the well-raised and respected kid. He was popular but only to the fangirls that looked of him as a ‘prince sent from the gods’.
I’ve always disliked those kinds of kids.
It made me want to punch their so-called ‘beautiful’ face. But no, he was different. I can remember the day we first met from the back of my hand.
“Hello?”
I was on top of the roof of he school, curled up into a ball and throwing rocks off the building to see who they would land on. I looked up to him and my eyes widened but quickly narrowed.
‘Oh.’ I thought. ‘Its just Prince Charming.’
“I’m sorry to disturb you but I saw you running down the halls upset so I came up to see what was wrong.”
His gentle voice rang into my ears.
“Don’t you have a slipper to give Cinderella to Princey?”
He looked taken aback from my comment.
“I’m sorry. Did I make you mad? I was just trying to help.”
My agitation for the boy grew as I stood up and practically yelled at him.
“I don’t need your help!! Go in and find a fairytale to barge into instead of barging into my business!!!”
He looked at me in shock.
My shoulder rise up and down in fury. I wanted to smack that smile off his face. Then he had said something that shocked me.
“I know how you must feel.” He stepped forward as I stepped back.
“I know why you’re feeling this way. It’s because I’m perfect…isn’t it?” He continues to take more steps as I continued to step back.
“Well it’s not true actually. I’m not perfect at all. No one is perfect. People make their mistakes and so do I. Everyone’s imperfectness is the beauty of what we are now.”
I fell to the ground as he stopped walking to me but held a hand out to me.
“So please,” he began, “accept me for what’s on the inside not for the outside.”
I was shocked. His white hair flowed in the breeze, his ocean blue eyes staring at mine in a desperate but kind manner. His clothes were softly being brushed by the wind.
I grasped his hand as he pulled me up with surprising strength. He looked up to me, small as he is and smiled.
“I look forward to being your friend!” He had said cheerfully before shaking my hand.
I was in so much shock that I was speechless. It was only a nod but he was bursting with happiness. It was like he really wanted to be my friend.
Ah. The wonderful memories.
That day was special to me.
We had hung out ever since then until we finally confessed to each other in the 3rd grade, the time when I met Mason.
The boy and I had originally met in 1st grade when he was a transfer student the same time I was. He always looked sad and was quiet until he had brightened up throughout the months. He interested me until he noticed me in the hall one day and waved hello but I had turn my back and ignored him. I wasn’t sure what his expression was but I was sure he was shocked. By that time, he was rising in popularity due to the many girls who always welcomed new students and the many clingy girls who hung out with the cute boys.
And before I knew it, I was in love with him.
It started in second grade, a year after we had started to become friends. He was used to me ignoring him as he waved but only gave me a shake in the head and a smile. We had hung out even more and decided to go by each other’s house every now and then.
When it was third grade in Christmas Eve, I had slept over at his place since my parents were still in Japan and my grandmother was visiting her friends. The power had gone out so we fetched for candles and blankets. He looked like he wanted to say something so I asked him.
“What is it? You look troubled.”
He jerked up in shock as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
“Please don’t laugh at me or get grossed out when I say this.”
I nodded in agreement as we both sat, cross-legged near his fireplace, the warm fire was warming us up and the light dancing on our faces.
“I…love you Xander..”
My eyes had widened as he hid his blushing face in the pillow.
“Hey, hey…don’t worry. I love you too.”
He looked up at me in shock.
“R-R-Really…?” I nodded as he tackled me with a hug.
And from then on, we had even a couple, spending the holidays with each other and his family.
He had changed me.
He changed me from the bitter person I was to a caring person. I appreciated him for that. He was always there when I needed him or wanted comfort.
Or at least when I wanted to hide from my stalker a.k.a Mason.
He was always flashing his smile and saying good wisdom and kind words. I’ll never forget him. Not in a million years.
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By the time I arrived at my place, I locked it and checked my cellphone for messages from Reece. But there was none. Only a million texts from Mason asking where I was. I threw my phone on the kitchen counter and laid on the couch, switching the TV on.
After watching a few episodes of Naruto Shippuden, I fell asleep, dreaming about the bright faced boy.
I love you. I really do.
Come on Xander stop being so romantic.
But I mean it. I do love you…
Those sweet nothing’s of the memories of my love with the boy echoed in my ear once again.
(So I decided to go back in the past of Xander’s school life in America. This whole chapter may seem pointless but it’s actually REALLY important.
No spoilers I promise! XD but you might have to find out with your own logic
just sayin.
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So anyway.
that is all and I’ll be upgrading the yaoi stories and one-shots and ‘hopefully’ they will all be done at midnight if I keep myself up long enough.
Seriously, I almost had an all-mightier just to write a paragraph for a story. The pain!!! >.<
But It was all for you my lovely Oreos. So appreciate it with a pat on your back. ^^ I’ll see you soon. Shine on and eat Oreos~!!)
P.S I do not own Naruto Shippuden. I do not own anything but the characters and the story. If it sounds familiar to another story, tell me IMMEDIATELY so I can change it for you guys.
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