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PAPER PLANES OF LOVE
I sat on the edge of my balcony, gazing at the beautiful sky, feeling the soft breeze brushing my cheeks. I aimed for a proper projectile and left the paper plane to glide.
3 years later....
I rush to the bus , and climb in when Ms Rochelle says that the bus is full and I have to board the other bus. I frown. All my friends were in this bus and I had just lost the first chance to make this vacation perfect.
So I take my chances to get bored in the journey and climb into the other one.My hand creeps into my sling bag. I stand there nervous. Not because I didn't have friends there, but because only one last seat was left.
It was beside Jaden Kram and he is such a fidgety idiot. I gather all my courage left in me and walk up to the seat. Fine, if I had to travel in the vehicle of eternal boredom, I would need the window seat. The zest outside is always fascinating.
"Please shift Jaden." I say softly.
"Well, look who is here, Rivana Cruisals everybody! So what do want missy?"
"Shift please. I would need the window seat."
"Why, this seat too big for ya?"
You know those crazy assholes we have in every story, who hangs out with a gang of few 'too cool' fellas? Jaden was one of them.
"No, this seat too good for ya, as you get to be with your friends, and have access to every single person on the other side. I, on the other hand have no intentions to break the connection, just a peaceful window seat. Care to find logic in my words mister?"
"Fair point made but I don't want to give the window seat. I wish to have both." He slides his bag on the seat.
"The seat's too small for your big ass I suppose." I was boiling with anger now.
He is trying to come up with a rebellious line when due to a sudden jerk I almost fall over him while he grips his rough fingers on my body. The bus starts.
Every one else was enjoying the show. "Ouch bud, you ok, or she squashed you?" Drake says from the other end. I have a good will of screaming at every1 but I ain't a coward. I wriggle out of his grip onto the window seat and wink.
"Sometimes you got to have tactics get your way." The bus fills up with hoots and claps, half as the bus has finally departed, and rest hooting on my statement.
Amongst all the decibels booming in the bus I glimpse at Jaden while getting comfy on my seat. He looks odd, different. His eyes are soft and humble, but his smile is not affected.
I quietly take it out of my sling, my poem diary. The one thing that never fails to please me or calm me down on reading. I made diary from scratch when I was in 4th grade. I stitched the pages, personalised them by making a unique sign. It's a sign I made when I was in third. Later on I decided to give it a meaning. I kept it a secret, but I just happen to love it. I made the cover with strong cardboard embedding my sign beautifully on it. The finished product was a sky blue,with a tinch of marine colour, covered diary of white soft but strong pages. From then on I always keep it close to me. It's either in my pocket or in my bag.
The personalising part is I write poems in the diary, and fly a copy as paper planes into the air. The paper planes have my sign drawn at the edge. I never cared where they went. I flew my first paper plane of love in 8th grade. To me love was not just a feeling felt for another person but the urge in me to write poems from the roots of my heart to keep myself motivated. My hand finds the diary in the bag. I don't take it out. My hand stays in with it as I watch the beautiful scenario outside. Then I hear a whisper.
It takes me a few minutes to realise it was a 'sorry' . My angular vision sees Jaden whispering the words to me. I go into shock.
"Did you..did you just say sorry?"
"I say my words one time, your responsibility to catch the word you need."
"Nice note, but that rule applies only to a hint provider in the test, not to some one who is trying to apologize."
"K fine, I'm sorry, I wasn't aware the bus was gonna start. I could have hurt you."He says it a little clearly but still softly.
"Who are you? Where is the Jaden I've known over the three years?"
"Lot changed, things happened, this is the new me. Deal with it."
I quiet giggle slipped out my mouth.
"Do you actually need to add the harsh tone to the sweet things you're saying right now?"
He ignores me but a sight a slight curve in the edge of his lips. He twitches a smile. Man, I am really in shock! Jaden has a soft side?! But a question raises in my mind.
"Hey why didn't you apologize louder in the first time then?"
"You...
3 years later....
I rush to the bus , and climb in when Ms Rochelle says that the bus is full and I have to board the other bus. I frown. All my friends were in this bus and I had just lost the first chance to make this vacation perfect.
So I take my chances to get bored in the journey and climb into the other one.My hand creeps into my sling bag. I stand there nervous. Not because I didn't have friends there, but because only one last seat was left.
It was beside Jaden Kram and he is such a fidgety idiot. I gather all my courage left in me and walk up to the seat. Fine, if I had to travel in the vehicle of eternal boredom, I would need the window seat. The zest outside is always fascinating.
"Please shift Jaden." I say softly.
"Well, look who is here, Rivana Cruisals everybody! So what do want missy?"
"Shift please. I would need the window seat."
"Why, this seat too big for ya?"
You know those crazy assholes we have in every story, who hangs out with a gang of few 'too cool' fellas? Jaden was one of them.
"No, this seat too good for ya, as you get to be with your friends, and have access to every single person on the other side. I, on the other hand have no intentions to break the connection, just a peaceful window seat. Care to find logic in my words mister?"
"Fair point made but I don't want to give the window seat. I wish to have both." He slides his bag on the seat.
"The seat's too small for your big ass I suppose." I was boiling with anger now.
He is trying to come up with a rebellious line when due to a sudden jerk I almost fall over him while he grips his rough fingers on my body. The bus starts.
Every one else was enjoying the show. "Ouch bud, you ok, or she squashed you?" Drake says from the other end. I have a good will of screaming at every1 but I ain't a coward. I wriggle out of his grip onto the window seat and wink.
"Sometimes you got to have tactics get your way." The bus fills up with hoots and claps, half as the bus has finally departed, and rest hooting on my statement.
Amongst all the decibels booming in the bus I glimpse at Jaden while getting comfy on my seat. He looks odd, different. His eyes are soft and humble, but his smile is not affected.
I quietly take it out of my sling, my poem diary. The one thing that never fails to please me or calm me down on reading. I made diary from scratch when I was in 4th grade. I stitched the pages, personalised them by making a unique sign. It's a sign I made when I was in third. Later on I decided to give it a meaning. I kept it a secret, but I just happen to love it. I made the cover with strong cardboard embedding my sign beautifully on it. The finished product was a sky blue,with a tinch of marine colour, covered diary of white soft but strong pages. From then on I always keep it close to me. It's either in my pocket or in my bag.
The personalising part is I write poems in the diary, and fly a copy as paper planes into the air. The paper planes have my sign drawn at the edge. I never cared where they went. I flew my first paper plane of love in 8th grade. To me love was not just a feeling felt for another person but the urge in me to write poems from the roots of my heart to keep myself motivated. My hand finds the diary in the bag. I don't take it out. My hand stays in with it as I watch the beautiful scenario outside. Then I hear a whisper.
It takes me a few minutes to realise it was a 'sorry' . My angular vision sees Jaden whispering the words to me. I go into shock.
"Did you..did you just say sorry?"
"I say my words one time, your responsibility to catch the word you need."
"Nice note, but that rule applies only to a hint provider in the test, not to some one who is trying to apologize."
"K fine, I'm sorry, I wasn't aware the bus was gonna start. I could have hurt you."He says it a little clearly but still softly.
"Who are you? Where is the Jaden I've known over the three years?"
"Lot changed, things happened, this is the new me. Deal with it."
I quiet giggle slipped out my mouth.
"Do you actually need to add the harsh tone to the sweet things you're saying right now?"
He ignores me but a sight a slight curve in the edge of his lips. He twitches a smile. Man, I am really in shock! Jaden has a soft side?! But a question raises in my mind.
"Hey why didn't you apologize louder in the first time then?"
"You...
