Me and Jay tried to do everything and spend as much time as we can together before I move to LA.
"Oh my gosh! I look so ugly in this picture!!" I cried. "Haha, I though you look ok. It's really cute though," Jay said to me smiling. We we're browsing back pictures that we took since we first met until now. "Sweet-sweet memories," I thought and let out a grin. I softly punch Jay's shoulder, "Stop flattering ok! haha. I know I look ugly!". Jay just look at me silently, his eyes on my so softly and warm that he send a shiver down my spine. Sometime Jay just creeps me out with the silences and his.. "Oh my god, so ever lovely stare," I felt my stomach twist at that thought then shook my head slightly. "Am I like falling for him or something? Since when?" I thought to myself.

"So um... Who want's some cookie? I'm carving for some snacks. Haha.. Want some, Jay? I'll go down and grab some. Its just freshly baked from the oven. I made it just a while ago before you came. And perhaps some milk too?" I offered to break the stare and the awkwardness between us at that moment. I felt another shiver. "Sure," Jay said with his always so gorgeous-breath-taking-warming-cheering-sunshine-smile. "Wait, gorgeous-breath-taking-warming-cheering-sunshine-smile? What's gotten into me??" I thought while going down to grab some milk and cookies. I assumed that I must have gotten some sickness, maybe a fever or is it that I really will miss him so much when I leave? I mean, I of course I will! But I didn't expect it to be this much, I mean this feels like a second without Jay = A year without rain! Like come'on. "Feauna, your thinking too much! I mean come'on its only 3years! I mean like Jay said.. 'Time flies'," I thought. But then tears started running down my cheek. Fresh hot tears. I cried at the thought '3 Years'. I know time flies, but of all things, Jay? "Why Jay," I question myself. The thought of Life without Jay itself hurts so much! "But No matter what I must stay strong, it's not like I'm not gonna see me right? Haha," I told myself.

"Hey Jay! I'm so sorry I kinda umm.. just something... umm.. I'm-" Jay didn't wait until I could finish my sentence then touch my cheek and ask, "Are you ok, Feauna? Your eyes looks red-ish. Have you been crying just now?". "I--I.." I just stood there. Its like as if I couldn't speak at all. But Jay just stood and gave me a hug. "Shh, I know how you feel. I'll miss you too. Just maybe call me once or twice a week? 3 years will go by soon, I promise." And that was the last thing I heard from Jay. Like he asked, I call him every one or twice a week. But I still miss him terribly!

>Life In LA<
Now I'm in LA. Its been about 7months since. I'm currently studying in Richfield High. Its a uni-sex school. Life is pretty miserable for me here in school. "Everyone has their own lable, I mean.. Seriously? Come'on. I'm currently labeled as a Asian-Nerd-Punchbag. How I really wish that Jay was here. Maybe things will be better this way," I thought to myself. "HAHA! Oh-my, its Fea..Fag, Fea..Feanna?what? I'm sorry it's Feauna right? Haha! Your parents must have hate you to name you such pathetic and ugly name! Buuuuu-huu-huu!" Sharon shouted loudly, making sure that everyone in the hallway could hear her. She's then bumped into me on purpose and step on my lunch and books that fell to the ground while playfully giggling away with her 'groupies'."Ugh! I freaking hate Sharon!" I thought furiously, clenching my fist.

Basically Sharon is a so-known as The 'Prettiest' girl in school and her bunch of 'Groupies' is like.. Her backup? Is that it? Basically their just the 'popular' kids so yeah. That's all End of story. But seriously? I don't even think that 'Sharon' is that pretty. Pppft! (Here in LA, we're all Labled and Classified in groups unlike in Themburong. The 'losers' like me are usually bullied. We're most commonly know as 'their toy/punching bag.' Well, as for Sharon those kind of peoples their the 'Uh-Uh No-No I'm-Popular-so-I-Won't-Speak-To-You-Unless-Want-To-Or-If-Your-Ugly-Then-F*ck-Off' kind of peoples. For short, their just bunch of A-holes/Jerks.



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