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Chapter 3: The Beginning

Meanwhile, Alexa got home and searched for Lexie as soon as she opened the door. "Lexie, I'm here!" I said and searched inside the house, but Lexie was nowhere to be found, even in her room.

"She must have worked overtime once again."

Before going to the kitchen and cooking my dinner, I put my things down, including the book I found on my bedroom table.

I ate and waited an hour before going to sleep. I was lying down on the bed, but sleepiness did not come to me after a few minutes of lying down and closing my eyes. I open my eyes and see the book on the table. I got up, took a few steps forward and examined it.

"Who owns this?" Then I flipped through the book's beautiful pages and there was a feeling that I was excited to write in it. "But the question is, will the owner be able to come back to the church?" But eventually, I decided to write in the book because I felt it was necessary to do so.

"What kind of story can I write here?" I was thinking of a story while playing the ballpen in my hand while I gazed at the ceiling. "Right! High School story like what happened to me back then, and I'll get a feeling of what I had over there before," I said while smiling as I remember my highschool memories.

Until we graduated, I liked one person. I used to secretly look at him, but I couldn't talk to him face to face or express my feelings; another man teased me whenever I tried to talk to the person I liked, but until they graduated, I couldn't express my feelings for the one I loved.I just found out that person has already married now, maybe because we weren't the ones for each other back then. And the other man who was constantly teasing me back then never heard any news about where he is now.

"My story was good then; I'll just change the scenes, characters' names, behaviors, and I won't include other people I have met; this time, I'll make the heroine brave and true to herself, and she can say whatever she feels; and the male protagonist is handsome and rarely smiles and is quiet; I'll just include other characters based on what I want to include; and I'll just write some scenes based on my imagination, not only come from in my own story." First, I wrote down my characters on a piece of paper.

Daniella is the heroine who has the amazing freedom to say anything she wants to whoever the person is, even if they aren't aware of it. She's also a happy person.

William, the male protagonist, has a quiet attitude and rarely smiles at other people. The one Daniella loves.

Charice, Daniella's rival to William, likes William as well, and she is the reason why William does not always go to their place for tutoring.

Daniella's friend, Bree, is always willing to protect her from Charice when something bad is happening to her.

As I reviewed the paper, I smiled. "I think my character is okay; I can start writing right now." I pinned the paper to the wall and held the pen to start my new story.

That was the beginning of Daniella and William's story by the time Alexa's hand moved to write.

Daniella's mother yelled, "Daniella! Get up! You're late for your class! It's morning, and the sun is rising. " Daniella doesn't seem to hear because she's still gaping and sounds asleep.

"My goodness, it's the same scenario Daniella and I have every year," she said as she headed up to the old staircase to Daniella's room, where she saw her daughter still sound asleep. "Daniella, get up! It's the first day of school, and you're still sleeping until now you are in fourth-year high school, yet it's still hard to wake you up every morning. "

I slowly opened my eyes and saw my mother, who was now frowning at me. "Your breakfast is ready, my highness." My mother joked.

"Okay, I'll be there in a second," I said, but my mother didn't like that and squeezed my ear. "Oh, no! Mom, it hurts. I've just awakened. "

"Stand there and eat before you leave. You've woken up for a long time like a child. You're not a rich person who has helpers who still need to be woken up in the morning! " While my mother was preaching, I got up and left the room because of the pain in my ear from her loud voice that I can hear every morning every time school starts.

"Mom actually set an alarm clock with the use of her voice because it's too loud and says a lot, but in fairness, it worked." And I went to the kitchen, still smiling.

My mother came downstairs and went to the kitchen where I was eating. "You know, I'm still talking to you upstairs. Why are you leaving?" She asked.

"Because mom, it's still morning and you're creating so much noise."

My mother's forehead furrowed. "You should get up faster to avoid being late in class; have you checked the time? You're going to be late for your class. "

I looked at the clock on the wall, but when I realized the school gate would close in 30 minutes, I ate the hotdog and rice at the same time, not sure if I was just swallowing it. I hurried to go to my bedroom, took a quick shower, and groomed myself before leaving and saying goodbye to my mother.

Our house is near the school, but if I do not start walking early, I will indeed be late, so I'm now walking and slightly running to get there on time.

The guard is going to close the school gate. "Wait, Sir Tony!" I yelled, raising my hands.

Sir Tony, the guard, heard me. "Nothing has changed, Daniella; you're still late; your class is about to start."

"Thank you, Sir Tony." And I hurried to my classroom, and thankfully, their first teacher was not yet there.

I sat on a chair next to Bree, my best friend. "Well, you're still awake," Bree said.

I looked at Bree. "I'm fairly sure I'm still alive today; can't you see me?"

Bree breathed out a sigh. "Until now, you've been a philosopher; in fact, it's a good thing you woke up because you'll be absent right away in our first class."

"I'm here, so don't worry. Thanks to my noisy mother. "

Their teacher had already entered the room, so the two stopped. "Good morning, student! I just want to say that in this section you are the same classmates you were when you were still in third-year high school, but not this time because there is a person to add to this section." My classmates wondered and also me. My class section is the same student back in third year for almost four years, including this year. Nothing has changed.

"What do you think, Daniella? Is our new classmate a transferee? " Bree asked.

"I'm not sure. Let's take a look. "

Outside the door, the teacher turned. "You can get inside." My world seemed to slow down or stop when I saw who it was a few minutes after it entered.

"Introduce yourself," their teacher said.

"Good morning, my name is William," it said simply.

Once Bree noticed that I wasn't moving, she grabbed my arms and shook me. "Hey! "You look like a rock and a fool."

"Bree, tell me it's just a dream that he won't be our classmate," I please.

"Yes, it's just a dream because you're still asleep and haven't woken up yet."

I looked at her and narrowed my eyes. "You said I told you it was just a dream. I just followed, but Dan, do you have any idea why he moved here? He should be in section A, right, first and third year, but now he's in the last section. I'm confused. "

I nodded and turned my gaze to the front, but when I did it, I noticed that William was staring at me, and I seemed to have a stroke in my seat.

When the teacher began speaking, William turned to look at the other students. "You may be wondering why William Franco is here because you all know he is probably one of the smartest students in your batch, but the truth is that there is a program, and one of you, William, can be a tutor, so here he is, and he will choose from the index card. Take out an index card and write your names, then pass the papers from the last row, going to the front, and give them to me. Is that clear?"

The other student said, "Yes ma'am."

They all wrote on an index card and submitted it to their teacher. "All right, William, pick up one index card and say aloud the name that is written on it for whoever you have chosen."

While William is slowly moving his fingers over the index cards, I have been unable to explain how I feel right now.

William pulls it out and the majority of the students stare at the paper; almost all of the female students wish that they could be chosen because, in addition to being smart, he is also very attractive, even if not smiling.

"Daniella Sanchez," William said suddenly, and Daniella didn't seem to hear him immediately.

"Hey! You're the chosen one! " Bree said as she shook my shoulder and looked puzzled.

"Where?"

Bree's eyebrows met for my answer. "You're crazy. William pulled your index card. He is your tutor now. Where does your mind go as William pulls out the index card?" I turned my gaze to the front, and their gazes met. I was still like a rock because I couldn't move and didn't even blink.

"Are you okay?" asked Bree.

"Maybe the wind will catch you and you'll end up like that."

I realized what was happening, and I turned my gaze to William again, but he was no longer looking at me. "All right, class, go back to your seat and the class will begin. Mr. William will sit next to Miss Sanchez on the right. "

My world seemed to stop when their teacher told us where William would sit, with only a five-step distance between my chair and his. As William sits and faces their teacher, I can't take my eyes off of William because I think it will be my best year in high school before I can graduate.

I have a crush on William since our first year at SHS, and I always made a way for him to notice me, but the first and fourth years of high school passed and I still didn't have a sign if William had a crush on me too.

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