I'm With You

"It's a damn cold night, trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand, take me somewhere new, I don't know who you are but I'm.....I'm with you." -I'm with you, Avril Lavigne

That is exactly how I felt when I first met him. Well, I don't consider him as a crush nor consider me being in love. Shall we define the feeling as "inspiration" to where it is the nearest? Now, shall I proceed to the details?

Once, there was a young girl but not little for her age, to be specific, she was nine years old. She was to enter a new school on fifth grade, a very different school from what she had used to. And so, the first day came and she finally met a set of new faces. The teachers and the administrators of the school was welcoming and warm. How about the classmates? They had a first bad impression of her. She was not accepted and even blamed for being bossy, selfish, ill-mannered and perhaps all of the negative traits that could be imagined. She thought it was the worst days of her life as she compared it with that"damn cold night."

Until one afternoon, she went down the stairs and a 6th grader greeted the girl and asked for her name. She said "Katrina" and from then on, they became friends for every afternoon they meet. The boy didn't know that she cheers up the girl in the middle of her nightmares. All he did was smile and greet and talk to her cheerfully. That is why there is no doubt that the girl was "inspired" by that boy.

Time passed, the girl had the strength to prove the people whom she really is and whom she was not. She was finally accepted step by step and not even one knows how. She kept it to herself as it grows inside.

Well, she told herself that she wants to be like the boy. She wanted to help others by cheering them up and letting them know she will be a friend to them. Actually, the boy himself, even if she considered him a friend, she doesn't know much about him. In short, he was a "stranger" to her.

Well, more time passed and the girl learned more about the boy. He was not so famous among the girls but he was a consistent 1st honor. She also noticed his amazing performing talent and interest in sports. And she still liked him when she reached 6th grade and the boy being the valedictorian of their batch. Since then, they became busy with other stuffs so they failed to communicate but the feeling stayed and still no one knows, not even her own best friends. Well, there may be flaws to other people but she was teased to another person and covered her emotions.

And so, the graduation of the girl was a day before a program called "Celebrate Writing." It ended early but she was not able to go home early as she wait for her fetcher. Actually, there were two who were left, the girl and the boy. They shared moments together and the only difference was to the boy, it's nothing and to the girl, it's something. Then, he was fetched first saying "see you next year?" The girl took a deep breath and said, "I won't be studying here anymore" He blinked and respond with "I see." It was a short conversation and it was the last time she talked to him personally.

The girl graduated the next day and she passed for the school and so she would be away but she still chatted with him rarely about nonsense things that make sense to her. Then, the feeling depleted, it won't do any good. She let time pass but still had the boy as an inspiration but not as much as before. Now, the girl was known to be me, counting the days she doesn't want to count. She knew that the graduation day of the 4th year batch of her school is the same day as the boy's graduation. As usual, he was an unbeatable valedictorian. She thought of the possibilities because even a few, she still cares for the boy and she's afraid they'll never meet again afterwards. She knew herself that she will miss the stranger who took her hand and brought her somewhere new that damn cold night.