Based on a TRUE story.

It was a hazy morning. I woke up with a plan I devised the day before - to amend my mistakes and start over again.

I tried to make the best out of Friday's incident - like a side distraction while my main plan strikes and hopefully, kindles a spark. I had it all planned out - like phrases in perfect order.

That incident that happened last Friday was a blessing in disguised. I thought I had screwed up big time. I was negative until I saw the positive sides of the incident. That Friday incident lingered in my mind up till today. My mind strays back to that incident from time to time. However, every time I did, I had forgotten a character who played a minor role before had came back to haunt me.

Something, or in this case, someone, had ruined my plan. He was the rival that I had forgotten in the equation, the obstacle in my path - and he was not alone.

It was the end of lessons for that day for many. Remedial classes usually takes place after that. She, being in a more advanced class, was not spared from attending remedial.

With almost no valid information, I begun my god-knows-how-long wait. I went to have my lunch first and coincidentally met her sister in the canteen. Although I did not had a good look at her before, I could roughly recalls what she looks like. I asked my friend, the one who followed me on Friday, and confirmed it was her, just to clear my doubts.

While waiting, I whipped out my cellphone and did my homework to kill time. I waited and waited and waited. I walked around the school after I finished my homework in the canteen. For every friend that I met while walking, they all asked me a common question : " What are you doing here? "

It was 4pm and I was loitering throughout the compound. It was no wonder the inquiries. I took my bag and left the school once I saw another friend from her class. He was another of my CCA junior. Then, I spilled the beans to him and gave it away when I asked about HER. We exchanged numbers and I made another valuable friend who can assist me greatly.

As I turned back from the bus stop. I saw her exiting the school. The distance was wide and thankfully I had a pair of eyes that saved me from despise.
I saw her being surrounded by boys of her age group from a different class. I did not want to believe my eyes, and so I hid behind a building's pillar and waited.

It seemed forever. My heart was beating faster, hoping that it was not her. I had to maintain a stoical front. However, life is unfair. It was her that passed my vision. My world almost collapsed, if I had not been emotionally prepared, I would have been regretting the time I met her. Words of wisdom and consolation quotes flooded my mind.

' Life is not about surviving the storm but dancing in the rain. "

Demotivated and demoralized, I went home in a downtrodden state. Heaven seems to be making a fool of me when I saw my friend with his girlfriend walking home together. However, I am not one who will run away from this fight. I will continue my plans until she finds her happiness, no matter who.

That incident had taught me how to control my emotions somewhat. I know I must not dwell into the incident but sometimes, I can't help letting it out. My heart sank into an abyss of misery, and my face continues to look dour and listless.

However, I constantly remind myself it's not the end - but the start. The start of more pleasant things and less unpleasant things.