Strangers In Love Part Three

A new day. Another day for Nico and Sophia to go to school. But this is no ordinary day, especially for Nico.

Nico got up and did his morning rituals and went on his way. Same with Sophia.

They arrived school at the same time, but because they didn't know they're friends, they didn't mind each other.

At lunch break, when everyone went to the cafeteria to eat, Nico stayed inside the room. He pulled out his cellphone and sent a message to Sophia. "Hi! I was just wondering, how are you?"

"Oh hey! I'm doing just fine. Have you eaten your lunch yet?", Sophia answered.

"Yup, how about you?", Nico replied.

"I'm pretty full. Oh, so, where are you?", asked Sophia.

"You'll know who I am if I tell you!", said Nico.

"You're so clever! Hahaha! Anyway, I have to go. Mr. Reyes is already here. Talk to you later! Bye! :)", Sophia said.

Nico got bored so he checked the hallway since his classmates aren't back yet and their next teacher isn't there either.

He passed by the third year room where Sophia was, he saw Mr. Reyes. "She wasn't lying.", Nico said to himself.

Then 5 minutes later, Mrs. Garcia, Nico's next teacher, was on her way to the first year room so Nico rushed inside the room as if Mrs. Garcia was chasing him.

It was, again, dismissal.

Sophia went to the first year's room since Mr. Reyes told her to give Nico back the dictionary Mr. Reyes borrowed. Since Sophia didn't know who Nico was, she waited for the freshmen to go out and she told herself she'll ask the first person who comes out. It was Nico. So Sophia talked to Nico, not knowing he's the one she's been talking to through SMS the night before and just a while ago.

"Uhm, hi! I'm Sophia and I'm looking for Nico. Mr. Reyes told me to give this back to him.", Sophia said, smiling.

Nico stared at Sophia.She was stunned by the beauty this girl has. "Wow, she's beautiful.", he said to himself. It felt like time has stopped and all he could see is this beautiful girl standing in front of him. Smiling at him with her hair pulled down real nice.

He got nervous. His knees started shaking. But he can't help but stare at Sophia.

He realized Sophia was talking to him so he finally answered with an obvious nervous voice, "I-I'm Nico."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know. Here's your dictionary. Mr. Reyes wanted to say thanks.", Sophia said.

"O-Okay.", Nico answered.

Sophia smiled at Nico. "Okay. Bye!", she said then left.

Nico stood there, stunned. His heart was beating real fast and he didn't know why.

When Nico got home, he sent Sophia a message asking how was her day.

"Fine, and oh. I met one of your classmates. His name is Nico. Are you friends with him?", Sophia said, not knowing she's talking to Nico.

As soon as Nico received the message, he was shocked. The girl she talked to this afternoon who got his heart beating real fast is the same girl she's talking to right now!

His heart was pounding. His face was turning red. He can't move. He can't talk. He can't even blink. He didn't know what he's supposed to do. He can't breathe properly. He stared at his phone with Sophia's message.

"Uh, yes. I know him. So... what do you think about him?", Nico finally answered. After sending the message, he got really shy that he didn't even know how to keep the conversation going anymore.

"Oh, well... he's nice and cute. Just don't tell him I said that!", Sophia answered.

Upon reading this, Nico blushed. Then they had a really unforgettable conversation that night.

Of course, Nico had one of the greatest nights of his life.

"Sophia", he muttered. "Sophia."

Nico went to bed with a smile on his face and Sophia as well as Sophia's smile on his mind.

"Sophia", he said for the last time. He's still smiling.

TO BE CONTINUED.

A good story can't be rushed. Hahahaha! Kidding. ;)

The Overwhelming Truth.

I just wanted to pause from writing the series of Strangers In Love. Thank you for those who read it anyway, I truly appreciate it! :)

Anyway, this picture is not just a normal, random picture. As you can see I was very much stunned by this beauty. This is a real-life picture of the planet Saturn. Yup, you read that right. This isn't an artwork of some great painter or whatsoever. This is REAL. How awesome is that?

Full story here: http://ph.news.yahoo.com/blogs/technology-blog/nasa-cassini-orbiter-snaps-unbelievable-picture-saturn-144133480.html

But what really stops me and brings me to tears is the thought of no matter how beautiful that is, God still thinks I'm more precious. As in me, who isn't perfect. Who's far from perfect. I have my flaws, my fears, my faults and all. If I am to compare myself to how beautiful this picture of Saturn is, I'm nothing. I'm not even close to beautiful. But God thinks the other way around. He loves me despite all the flaws I have. He accepts me for who I am and that brings me to tears. Why? Because no matter how big of a failure I think I am, God still loves me. And I am truly thankful for that. My God is awesome, wonderful, amazing, forgiving and loving.

This doesn't only apply to me, it also applies to YOU! Yes, you! Don't believe others if they tell you you're no good. That is the perfect time to prove them wrong! Don't let others bring you down. And if ever, don't worry. God is stretching His arm to you, grabbing for your hand, all you have to do is give Him your hand and trust Him. Don't believe others if they tell you you're not beautiful, yes you're not perfect, but they aren't either. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You're created by His own image. You are beautiful!

Strangers In Love Part Two

Nico's one of the lucky ones who didn't get the chance to have a partner.

He's somehow anti-social but there was this disappointment that came to him. As if he'd like to be friends with someone from the juniors. He was actually crossing his fingers, hoping he'd be paired up with someone but unluckily, his crossed fingers failed him.

Sophia on the other hand didn't pay that much attention to the activity. She'd be more than fine being friends with someone from the freshmen.

Justin was destined to be Sophia's partner. Justin is a cool guy, or at least. He's a boastful young man who's almost everyone would like to have as a friend. Cool and cute in the eyes of some, irritating for the others. He has the i-don't-care-about-the-world attitude. For him, it's all about him.

Because of this, he gave Nico the paper which had Sophia's e-mail address and phone number. Nico didn't make it obvious but he was happy. Very happy.

"What's this?", Nico asked Justin.

"You should have some friends, dude. Take it. Be friends with whoever that is.", Justin answered then left.

Nico stared at this piece of paper. What's written in this paper can be the greatest or worst thing that's ever gonna happen in his life. He put it inside his bag.

It was dismissal. Sophia came out of their room with her friends. As usual, they're laughing.

Nico passed by without even looking at Sophia and her friends. Nothing's unusual with this though.

Nico reached home. He was studying for the History exam he'll have the next day.

When he opened his notebook, he saw the paper Justin gave him. He put it down.

After he finished studying, he sent a message to the number. He said hi, without stating his name.

Sophia was reading her favorite book when she received the message. She was excited to reply to the message.

They had a really long conversation but they still didn't know whom they're having a conversation with.

"Thank you for your interest in having me as a friend.", Nico said.

"Don't mention it! I'd love to be friends with you. Not just in SMS but of course, it would be better if I know you in person.", Sophia answered.

"I don't know you either. Maybe someday but not now.", Said Nico.

"Yeah, maybe. Oh, I better sleep now. You should, too! It's getting late. See you in school! Even if I don't really know who you are. :) Good night!", Sophia said.

"OK. Good night. See you!", Nico said, ending the conversation.

Both Nico and Sophia went to bed with a smile on their faces knowing they made friends with a stranger whom they're really comfortable with.

TO BE CONTINUED.

The part two isn't that great but I'll work harder on the third part! Sorry, and thank you! :)

Strangers In Love

It's a typical day for Sophia. Just a normal day, she thought. Nothing special. What she didn't know is, this is the day that will definitely change her life... forever.

Sophia is a happy-go-lucky girl. A 14 year old girl who's in third year high school. Sophia is a great singer, a good student, a loving daughter, sister and friend. She loves to experiment in the kitchen and to read books.

"Another day to go to school.", she said as she got up from bed, did her morning rituals and went on her way. She arrived in school, said hi to the guards, teachers, friends and classmates. She was on her way to the cafeteria when she bumped into someone. Someone whom she never had the chance to talk to. They've been in the same school for quite some time but they never really got to talk. They didn't even know each other's name.

"Sorry", said Sophia. "Sorry", responded the guy. They went on their way after apologizing.

The guy Sophia bumped into was Nico. Nico is a freshman in her school. Nico is a tall, charming, messy haired boy. He has never talked to Sophia, neither did Sophia. They didn't know each other. They didn't even know each other's names.

Their school authorities had a crazy idea for the month of October. All the high school students were called and gathered in a room. Sophia and Nico were, of course, included. They recognized each other as someone they bumped into this morning, but they went to their seats, not even saying a single word, not even a "Hi" or a "Hello" or "Sorry about this morning". Nothing at all.

One of the teachers greeted them and they responded, here's the crazy idea: They're supposed to have a partner from other class, other level. They, freshmen and sophomores were not included, were supposed to write their e-mail addresses and their phone numbers in a sheet of paper and put it in a bowl where the other students would pick and whoever picks who, they'll be partners for the whole October. Everyone dropped their papers in the glass bowl. Each level had a separate bowl for their class.

The freshmen, Nico; included, were to pick first. The other levels were asked to leave the room for a moment. The freshmen were asked to pick a paper from the bowl of the juniors. Then the freshmen were asked to leave the room, the sophomores came in and they were asked to pick from the bowl of the seniors.

Some of the freshmen had a partner, some didn't. Same goes for the sophomores. The ones who didn't get a partner called themselves lucky. Who picked who? No one knew, except them alone.

They had the person's e-mail addresses and phone numbers but had no idea who it was, for some reasons, students of this school never get the chance to be close to each other. Except for their classmates.

To be continued. :)

Because if I post the whole story tonight, you might not want to visit my blog anymore. JK.

Cleaning Could Be Fun

I rarely do household chores, to be honest.

So a while ago, we cooked for our TLE class. "Ugh, we'll be cleaning these things later." I said to myself.

Yep, as expected, we did.

Well, we went up first for our AP class, then in lunch time, we went to the TLE room to clean the dishes. We were all shocked with what we saw. The water from the faucet overflowed! I swear, the look on our faces were epic. And of course, we started taking out the water. We washed the plates, utensils, pans and all those stuffs we used. Here's the thing: it didn't even feel like a chore! We, I guess, had fun cleaning the room. It was awesome. We were joking around and it was as if we were just playing.

Three of the boys were outside and they didn't even bother helping us clean the room. They were catching dragonflies and they would put it INSIDE the hose. They're so rude! And they even snapped the poor dragonfly's head off. Nonetheless, the whole experience was fun.

You don't know what's childish until you know us. No, seriously. But despite of being childish, I love these people.

High school would be less fun if I weren't classmates with them.

Too Much For The Encouragement

I was actually planning to post stories that I made, for the whole week. A Chance For Romance is actually the first. My mood got ruined, thanks to the people here.

Having strangers tell you that you can't do something hurts, much more when this "you can't" statement came from one or more family members, right?

Family. They're actually the ones you expect that would encourage you and support you, right? But why is my family like this? I mean....

Ugh, never mind. I'm not in the mood. Maybe the story posting will be once a week?

Watch out for the next stories. Kthnxbye.

A Chance For Romance

I was sitting in this corner of the room, looking outside the window. It's raining outside and there's no sign of the weather to get any better soon. You came and sat beside me. I looked at you and you smiled, I smiled back. We've known each other for quite a long time but there's just something about your look, your smile that makes it different, different than the way you smiled and looked at me before. "What could it be?", I ask myself.

I stare at you as you joke around with me and try to make me feel better despite of the cold weather. I stare at your messy hair and your deep, black eyes and I couldn't help but... smile.

Hours passed and the electricity isn't back yet, probably because of the bad weather. We sit here while letting the time pass by. Sitting beside each other, normal. Simple. Nothing special.. until now.

You're leaning on me as you sleep dearly and it's normal. We're best of friends, we do this a lot and I'm used to it. But there's something different.. something new.

You stretched out your arm as you woke up. Looked at me and smiled, like what you always do. I smiled and messed your just-got-up-from-bed-hair. We laughed. We paused. We looked at each other.

The way you look, I knew there's something different.. I just didn't know yet what it was.

"Let's eat, I'm hungry." You said, you stood up and grabbed for my hand. On the way to the kitchen, you were still holding my hand. I'm wearing your jacket that you gave me a while ago. We finished eating.

You stood up, grabbed my hand and led me to the garden. We sat under the dark sky while the rain is heavily pouring.

"I have something to say", you said. "I-I-I-I--" you paused. You had something to say but didn't know how to get it out. You stared at me for five seconds, you looked pale and you were shivering.

I smiled. "Come on, we're best friends. You can tell me anything, remember? We're best friends!"

You looked down. There was silence that was too precious to be broken. "That's the point", you finally broke the silence. "What?", I blurted out. "That's the point." I didn't understand. I was confused. I kept on staring at you. Serenity covered the place. My heart was pounding.

Finally, you held my hand. My heart was still pounding. You looked at me. You placed my hair at the back of my ear. "I wanted to see your face clearer", you said, beaming. "You're so beautiful", you told me as you stare into my eyes.

You sighed. "Listen, we've been friends for a while. You know my story, I know yours. But the thing is.. I don't wanna be just friends anymore." We both paused, stared at each other. I can feel my blood rising to my face. I feel red.

"Stop it. Stop kidding me! You're acting weird!", I said as I hit you on your arm. You took my hand and kissed it. "I love you and I mean that. I don't love you just as a good friend. I love you more than anything in this world", you said.

I pulled out my hand and stood up. I was walking away when you grabbed me and embraced me.

I feel the beating of your heart. I pulled away but you didn't want to let me go.

"You're scared. You're scared of getting hurt. You're scared that I might leave you. I know your story. I'm not one of those guys who just leaves you crying every night. I love you. Believe me, I love you." You said, not wanting to let go of me. And then you finally did.

I was crying. You lifted my head. Wiped away my tears. Kissed my forehead.

"What if--", I tried to say. I couldn't continue because you interrupted, "You have nothing to worry about. I love you and I would never want to hurt you. I promise."

You leaned forward slowly, then you kissed me.

"I love you." I said.

"Good. Because I love you more." You answered.

It's Not Me Who's Good; It's God.

Praises. Compliments. Honors. Things I often hear or get from people whenever I do something they think is good. Let me just clear this out; I don't keep on doing these things to get praises, I keep on doing these things because I'm aiming for excellence. I am not settling for good; I am aiming for great.

Singing, acting, dancing, writing: things that cause people to compliment me. These forms of art that I never thought I was good enough for; people think I am.

Thankful: that's how I feel. But all these praises are not for me but rather, for my God. It is not me who's good; it's God.

For I can never be able to do these things if not for Him. I sing, act, dance and write for Him and because of Him. He deserves all the praises and thanksgiving. He is wonderful and great.

He owns me, my heart and my desires.

I'm casting all my cares upon Him and Him alone.

It feels great to have a God who's willing to love, care and forgive you.

A God who thinks you're wonderful and lovely no matter how bad the things you did.

A God who knows what's in your heart, mind, past, present and future but loves you the same.

Thank You for this great love, Lord.