"That doesn't change a thing," I sinabi as Jason's strong arms fell sa pamamagitan ng his side instead of wrapped around me. "Since when do you follow the rules. You never listen to your dad or anyone for that matter."
"But this is different," whispered Jason. "I can't handle seeing you sent away, Felicia."
"I would rather be sent away than for you to ignore me!"
"It is for the better," he whispered. He would not meet my eyes and I knew why. He would collapse if he saw even the slightest bit of hurt in my eyes.
I ran away from him and to the safety of my house. I ran and ran as he called my name. Each time my name became softer and softer until the wind dragged it away. It was sweet of him to not want me to go to that awful boarding school, but I don't want to say goodbye.
****
Hannah sat down susunod to me as she chatted on and on about her petsa with this foreign dude she met on the Internet. It is times like these wen I think Hannah isn't my friend at all. She agreed with my dad that I should stop seeing Jason. She sinabi that I would be happier now than I would ever have been with a guy who wears leather jackets and rides a motorcycle. My polish life shouldn't be dirtied sa pamamagitan ng his dangerous lifestyle. He is a bad boy and I am suppose to be a good girl. He would ruin my image.
"Shut up for a minuto and listen, Hannah," I said. "I honestly don't care about Matteo and his fancy suits."
"Ugh," sighed Hannah as she polished her pinky toe pink. "Are you still upset about Biker Boy? He made his choice."
"He wouldn't have to if everyone stopped butting into my business," I added.
"No one would have to be in your business if you weren't the president's daughter. Now suck it up! Jason is a horrible kisser anyways."
And with that comment, I sent Hannah out of my room and told the guards to never let her set foot in my house again.
****
"I'm so sorry Felicia," declared Jason. "But is is for the best."
"I hate this," I mumbled as I fumbled with the white dress. "Everything would be okay if Hannah had kept her big mouth shut. You wouldn't have to go away."
"You would have been sent to that boarding school even if Hannah hadn't sinabi a word. He telling the tabloids about her relationship only added apoy to fuel. Your dad would still try to split us up. Besides, you hate boarding schools," he said. It was amazing how he knew everything about me. This is why I pag-ibig him too much to see him leave.
"And you promise that you didn't halik Hannah?" The tabloids had a festival when Hannah told them all about her juicy romance with Jason.
Jason's dad made him choose between the military or jail because my dad swears Jason estola something from the White House. Jason didn't. I know for a fact he didn't because the araw that the crime was reported, Jason was with me. He wasn't suppose to be, but he was. Jason decided the military because he knew there would be madami plots and plans to keep us away from each other. Going to jail would mean an even madami brutal punishment than just a couple of years. He was dealing with the president in this situation. Anything could happen to him if he is sent to jail. Plus, I would have to go to that horrid boarding school.
"I promise, I have go now, Felicia."
I watched him board the bus where they would be going to their base or whatever. Jason could get killed out there. This was all my fault. Everything would be find if I was a normal girl. My dad wouldn't be so set on him ruining out image. He wouldn't care that Jason dropped out of school. He would care whether or not Jason truly loves me and he does. I know he does and he knows I pag-ibig him.
This could be the last time I see him and before he sits down in a seat, I jump onto the bus and I halik him. I halik him so hard that he won't ever forget me. I don't want him to forget us. I receive the same message back from his lips. They tell me no matter how this ends, we will always be together.
"But this is different," whispered Jason. "I can't handle seeing you sent away, Felicia."
"I would rather be sent away than for you to ignore me!"
"It is for the better," he whispered. He would not meet my eyes and I knew why. He would collapse if he saw even the slightest bit of hurt in my eyes.
I ran away from him and to the safety of my house. I ran and ran as he called my name. Each time my name became softer and softer until the wind dragged it away. It was sweet of him to not want me to go to that awful boarding school, but I don't want to say goodbye.
****
Hannah sat down susunod to me as she chatted on and on about her petsa with this foreign dude she met on the Internet. It is times like these wen I think Hannah isn't my friend at all. She agreed with my dad that I should stop seeing Jason. She sinabi that I would be happier now than I would ever have been with a guy who wears leather jackets and rides a motorcycle. My polish life shouldn't be dirtied sa pamamagitan ng his dangerous lifestyle. He is a bad boy and I am suppose to be a good girl. He would ruin my image.
"Shut up for a minuto and listen, Hannah," I said. "I honestly don't care about Matteo and his fancy suits."
"Ugh," sighed Hannah as she polished her pinky toe pink. "Are you still upset about Biker Boy? He made his choice."
"He wouldn't have to if everyone stopped butting into my business," I added.
"No one would have to be in your business if you weren't the president's daughter. Now suck it up! Jason is a horrible kisser anyways."
And with that comment, I sent Hannah out of my room and told the guards to never let her set foot in my house again.
****
"I'm so sorry Felicia," declared Jason. "But is is for the best."
"I hate this," I mumbled as I fumbled with the white dress. "Everything would be okay if Hannah had kept her big mouth shut. You wouldn't have to go away."
"You would have been sent to that boarding school even if Hannah hadn't sinabi a word. He telling the tabloids about her relationship only added apoy to fuel. Your dad would still try to split us up. Besides, you hate boarding schools," he said. It was amazing how he knew everything about me. This is why I pag-ibig him too much to see him leave.
"And you promise that you didn't halik Hannah?" The tabloids had a festival when Hannah told them all about her juicy romance with Jason.
Jason's dad made him choose between the military or jail because my dad swears Jason estola something from the White House. Jason didn't. I know for a fact he didn't because the araw that the crime was reported, Jason was with me. He wasn't suppose to be, but he was. Jason decided the military because he knew there would be madami plots and plans to keep us away from each other. Going to jail would mean an even madami brutal punishment than just a couple of years. He was dealing with the president in this situation. Anything could happen to him if he is sent to jail. Plus, I would have to go to that horrid boarding school.
"I promise, I have go now, Felicia."
I watched him board the bus where they would be going to their base or whatever. Jason could get killed out there. This was all my fault. Everything would be find if I was a normal girl. My dad wouldn't be so set on him ruining out image. He wouldn't care that Jason dropped out of school. He would care whether or not Jason truly loves me and he does. I know he does and he knows I pag-ibig him.
This could be the last time I see him and before he sits down in a seat, I jump onto the bus and I halik him. I halik him so hard that he won't ever forget me. I don't want him to forget us. I receive the same message back from his lips. They tell me no matter how this ends, we will always be together.
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one mansanas with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to ipakita the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man susunod to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one mansanas with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to ipakita the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man susunod to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight
We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight
We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you
Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed you and locked eyes
The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever
Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated
Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side sa pamamagitan ng side.
