It was near school holiday and it was the second last assembly before school holiday. Everything was normal until during assembly. During assembly, I heard my name being called through the booming speaker when Jasmin the class president, announced the winner for best short story for Valentine's Day. I leaped into the air and approach the prize in a beaming smile, for I received first prize for that competition. From that point, my whole day was altered...
After the assembly, my friends were eager to ask about whom I wrote about. I humbly told them that I wrote through my feelings. For the whole day, teachers congratulated me and I received no scoldings or any punishment.
During music class, when my classmates discussed about the girl, Zachary, one of my classmates, who is also one of the members in the Student Council, assumed that I wrote about the class president, which I denied. Then I asked him about my essay, and he remarked that it was like so detailed.
During Malay class, my Malay teacher stated that she was surprised that I could write a love story. Everyone asked about the girl except my English teacher, who only said, "Oh! Congratulations on winning the competition."
This was how my essay was written:
"Her ink-black hair is as smooth as silk, which reaches over her shoulders and up to her waist. She always ties her hair into a ponytail. Her eyes are dark, chocolate brown. I love her eyes, for they sparkle whenever she looks at me. The eyes make her beautiful. However, she is always shy and seldom looks into my eyes. Therefore, they sparkle whenever our eyes meet. Her cheeks are rosy pink, and they feel smooth and cold.
She is chubby, but that does not stop her from being one of the fastest runner in class. She constantly wins runner’s-ups in 400 and 800 meter runs. She is a fast sprinter as well. She runs like speed of the lightning and always become the champion in the 100 and 200 meter sprints. I am proud of her, that she is a running champion. Although she is chubby, she has a pair of smooth and strong arms and legs.
My negative feelings wear away whenever she cuddles me, brushing her smooth arms and legs against mine. Her skin always turns cold whenever she cuddles me. Her ponytail tickles my skin whenever she brushes herself against me, while I brush my face against her cheeks. Whenever she puts her arm around me, she squeezes me tightly, to express that she likes me and she will never let go of me, which I am touched, that I am needed by her. I also need her, so that we feel complete with each other’s accompany.
Her fingers dance lively on the piano. She plays melodious songs and her fingers can stretch with an extreme limit. Therefore, she can play better piano than most of our classmates. As a result, she is one of the fastest typer as well as one of the best pianist in class, which enables her to win in typing and piano competitions. We always partner up whenever we are asked to play a duet, and I am constantly speechless on the way she plays the piano. Whenever she plays it (the piano), for a moment, I thought I saw a female version of Mozart was playing the piano beside me. She always plays her parts on the piano with ease.
Her hands are soft as cotton, and her spongy fingers constantly curled up against mine. We always hold hands whenever we are walking together to our destinations. Whenever she holds my hand, I always fall into a dream of white christmas. My heart always skips a beat whenever she touched my lips and my cheeks tingles whenever she traces them with her fingers. Her skin is extremely tender and smooth. I am her shield and my arm is the handle. Therefore, whoever tries to hurt her must go through me first.
Unlike most of our classmates, she likes the colour blue. She likes it because she feels a sense of connection with me. As a result, she has blue sport shoes, blue skirts, blue blouse and blue hairbands. She even specifically picks blue flowers for her flower collections. To my surprise, she never wears fashion high heels, which most girls like to wear. She likes to be natural—she never wears makeup or apply any nail polish. She always have a high EQ whenever I am around, because when some girls declare her as a tomboy, she calmly persuaded them that beauty comes from the heart, and not from artificial makeup and nail polish, and I was happened to be there, silently waiting for teachers.
My negative feelings also wears away whenever I see her smile. She is a cheerful and lively character who does not easily get hurt emotionally. In fact, Her smile is powerful—her smile is so charming that even bullies do not dare to hurt her feelings. Her smile could even turn disastrous days into party days. She is a cheerful character, and she constantly laughs, which makes always make me happy.
Whenever I do poorly on a test, she will immediately help me to pull my grades back up again, so that I will not feel sad. She never likes the feeling when I feel sad, she said. When she helps me, she patiently teaches me so that I understand thoroughly how to solve those questions that I got wrong. When my grades got better, she brought me to a mall and bought me a gift immediately. She just knew the types of gifts that I like, although I never told her, which shows her excellent observations skills.
She has many friends although most they think of her as a tomboy. We always hang out with them at the mall every Saturday. She shops for blue clothes and then watches movies in the cinema sometimes, or plays games at the arcade. We are always exhausted after we return back to our homes from the mall. She is beautiful, cheerful, lively and she knows how to defend herself as well as having many friends. Therefore, I am very protective over her, and I promise myself that I will never lose her. She is a valuable girl to me, for no other girls could match up with her. She treats me with the best kind of attitude she can give.
After all, I like her. She is charming and beautiful, as well as a defender of happiness. She is knowledgable as well as many friends who think her as a tomboy. She is a kind and friendly character whom everyone wants to be around with. She does not mind to be thought and even declared as a tomboy, since I am there. She knew that I would step up for her whenever she feels uncomfortable. She is a beautiful and friendly girl who speaks which such innocence and always smiles, and turns my sorrow into happiness. I am constantly fascinated with her skills of playing melodious songs on the piano as well as her other unique interests those different from average girls."
