The Story of Us

The Story of Us: Prologue

This prologue is dedicated to XxSkater2Girl16xX because she is so awesome and I really love her stories! She inspired me in writing this story of mine :) I hope she'll be able to read this and omg I love her!!! <3 She's awesome and (Stop repeating aha!) and pretty and omg fangirling right now!! <3

PROLOGUE

            I remember how he smiles, the way he laughs and the way he frowns. It’s so hard to forget those emotions that I saw in him. Though we’re miles away, I can’t still forget about him. I think of himeveryday. I told myself to stop but I just can’t. I wanted to stop cause it’s hurting me inside, it’s killing me inside. I’m fully aware what he feels for me is opposite of how I feel for him. But I still have those “what ifs”running in my head.

What if he doesn’t like me? What if I’ll be hurt? What if he hates me for being me? What if he doesn’t feel the same way I do? What if? What if??

            Frankly speaking, I wished our feelings were mutual.

            My earliest memory of him was way back three years ago, that was my sophomore year. It was during our Christmas Fair in school and our classes were paired to have a movie booth. I didn’t realize it was him. It was just a ‘friendly talk’ about what time will my other classmates will be coming back from their educational tour. That was it, end of conversation. I didn’t even know that him existed neither his name was. Maybe it’s because I had another crush way back then. It’s hard not to notice him. But I wondered why I haven’t seen him when we were in freshmen year…. Oh yeah! My room was another wing from his. I rarely go there. I just go there whenever I come to see some of my friends.

            After that event, which honestly I barely remembered it, but hey at least I remembered though his face was kinda blurry back then.

            A few months passed, one of my best friends came running to my classroom and grabbed me and my other best friend to the back door of the room. She said that there’s a cute guy from the other class. We were all giggling from excitement, being so curious who that person it. I came to asked who…

            Drake Finlay that’s what I’ve heard. After a while, my friend pointed out who he was. And then I saw him. The guy from the Fair (which honestly I didn’t remember who he was til I realized it a few years after.), the guy whom I talked to. He was walking with his friends talking about basketball that’s what I thought. They were about five in the group simply laughing about the things we don’t need to know.

            In the afternoon at the same day, I logged in to my Facebook account. Typing my e-mail and password, clicking log in and waiting for it to load. I immediately went to the search box and typed ‘Drake Finlay’. After a few seconds of excitement, his name appeared together with his profile picture. I clicked it to another tab and scan his profile. Wow, unexpectedly we had many mutual friends. Without another doubt in my head, I clicked ‘Add as Friend’. A sigh came after it.

What if he won’t accept cause he doesn’t know me? What if he’ll figured out that I searched him intentionally and feel like I’m stalking him?

            Maybe a day or two passed well I don’t really remember the exact number of days, I logged in to Facebook and got some notifications. By the time I clicked it, my jaw dropped to the ground and my heart is on my mouth. It says ‘Drake Finlay accepted your friend request.’ Oh my God, oh God oh God oh God. He accepted my friend request! I know I was exaggerating but it felt like wooooshh. I don’t know but I was just happy Drake accepted my friend request.

            Summer came; I was too busy with my summer job that I forgot about Drake. It wasn’t that I forgot everything about him but he isn’t my number one priority. Yet.Junior year was a blast. My classmates in sophomore year weren’t the same in junior year. I felt sad cause only three or four of them are still my classmates. But still, it didn’t hinder the fun that’s coming, it’s like the best class of my entire high school life.

            Our class were almost perfect! (for us though) we had smart people, not so smart people, average people, musically inclined people, ordinary people, uhm, funny people, wait. Stop with the people! It’s overused! To be short, awesome people are in my class, include our awesome and supportive adviser in.

            Wanna know one of the reasons behind it? I’M CLASSMATES WITH DRAKE FREAKING FINLAY!I honestly really didn’t expect to be like this. I haven’t thought of being classmates with Drake.EVER. Is this fate? Nah. Coincidence I prefer.

            What will happen to me for the next few months? Will I fall? Or not? This is just the beginning of my life, the story of I never expect to happen. The story of Drake behind all these… the story of us.

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Hey everyone! What do you think of this story? Should I continue or not?Uhm, it’s my first time to write a not-one-direction-related-story so yeah haha well I hope you liked it. uhm votes and comments are really appreciated! Please do tell me what you think about this. Pretty please with a sugar on top? ;)oh and I appreciate if someone will make a cover for this book J

Carr xx