ACT 03: Strike Two

There were screams all around me. I opened my eyes and I was shocked as I am on a seat in the middle of thousands people watching a baseball game. I couldn’t remember where and what was the last thing I did before I got there. Creepy but that was fine. People around me shouted, “Red Sox! Red Sox!” while on the other side of the stadium shouted, “White Sox! White Sox!” sometimes, they would yell extremely happy and sometimes, boo-ing the oppose team. I am with Red Sox’s fan but am I one of them? I couldn’t remember. However, the match was very enjoying for me.

                “Strike two!!” I was shocked again and opened my eyes widely. My action had made everything around me seemed like being sucked into a vanish point. Until I suddenly realized that I was alone in the complete darkness in front of the idiot box showing the match between Red Sox and White Sox that time. I knocked my head and smiled, “it was just a dream. Silly me.” I went downstairs straight to the kitchen. I sat on a chair and drank my favorite night beverage after all, the best from the fridge; a glass of fresh milk. I sat there calmly until the voice saying “strike two” before that distracted me and made me sank into the memory when Jenny stroke again.

                I was online that time and she was also online (thanks again to technology). So, we chatted through an instant messaging system. A quite long conversation about nothing much than teasing each other until she finally said, “I broke someone’s heart and I don’t want to repeat it again”. My heart suddenly beat fast. So I asked her many questions about her statement afterwards.

                I can’t deny that I still have feeling at her that time. So, I kept wondering if the person was me. But, I was wrong. Definitely wrong! It was the other guy who won her heart after me. His name was… (A secret). However, I’d be able to control myself this time. I asked her about his new love’s characteristics and what so ever about him. How shocking, she answered me wholeheartedly! Actually I don’t really sure about it but I could feel that she was very in love with that guy that time. Once again, she asked me, “Please… please… please forget me.” But then she asked me to accept her as my best friend.

                “Aren’t we best friend after this while?” I said. She gladded. I asked for an excuse then I signed out. Deep in my heart, another phrase written…

“Strike Two”

Jenny, how could you do this to me? Yes. It’s true that you were not repeating your mistake for breaking one’s heart. But you done it twice at me and I didn’t know how many times more that you broke people’s heart. Remember what you said when we split up that time? You said that you wanted to avoid other distraction in your study and don’t want to be in a hard way to achieve success. I agreed with you that time.

                But what about now? I don’t know if you had already achieved your goal in study. In fact, how you could instantly picked up a guy to be your mate and then you simple dump them all. This is puppy love! A very short euphoria. I was sad for you. I finished up my drink and went upstairs. I closed my eyes and when I opened it again, I saw Jenny in front of me. I don’t know whether it was a dream or what. The only thing that was in my mind that time was the words that I wanted to throw out at her.

                Silent. Then I said, “Jen, congrats and thank you very much. You’re not repeating your mistake for breaking my heart but you successfully done breaking it continuously by having a new boyfriend at the time I was still hoping at you. I am not angry at you but I don’t trust you anymore! Maybe all girls are same just like you!” I opened my eyes and felt that my pillow was wet because of my tears.

                After we broke up, I never fall in love with other girl but Jenny? I don’t want to think about her anymore. I hope that she’ll be happy with her life. Oh! I couldn’t sleep. So, I opened my T.V again and the same voice shouted,

“STRIKE THREE!! You’re OUT!!”

Red Sox fairly won the game that night.

*All characters are not related to anyone alive or dead.

This is just a piece of mind…

ACT 02: Strike!

“Teacher’s coming!” shouted Ash, the class monitor or even more famous with his nickname; Ash the CM. His shouts caught our nerves to go and sit at our own desk and pretended that we were studying as Miss Natasha is well-known by her undetectable-anger-reaction if she saw us not studying. “Morning, class.” She laid out her beautiful smile on her face once she entered our class. We were all glad and the most was me as I was sleeping soundly before that. Ha! Ha!

                She then wrote L-O-V-E on the whiteboard in front and she turned towards us. She then said,

“Love is the greatest gift in this whole world. It’s a common thing that’ll happen naturally all around us. So, as for today, I’d love to give you a task. Write an essay about love, more than 300 words like usual and hand it to me in my next class on Thursday. Got it?”

“Yess, Miss Natasha…”  We replied her. Great! More homework for us. For me! God, I already had piles of homework since yesterday and more this morning...ARGHH!!

                I went home with lazy steps. I lay down on my bed, thinking of what Miss Natasha said in the class this morning. Just a few blinks then past time memories struck my mind. It happened about a year back when I was in 4^th Grade. With the purpose to compete in study, we tied a serious relationship with Jenny. We never meet before but our relationship grew as time passed since nowadays technology made the world at our fingertip. So, I set my mind to study harder so that I will be able to meet her one day in the university. We exchanged examinations papers as we both were studying in different school and state.

                My feelings grew stronger towards her day after day. However, I didn’t know about her feelings towards me. How sad… In the third semester break, I lost my mobile phone. So we had lost contact for quite sometime. I felt very sad that time. Luckily, I managed to get a new mobile phone and number. Unfortunately, an incident happened 2 days after I called her for the first time with my new number.

                “I know that it’s hard for you to accept this and so do I. However, I’ve been thinking after this while and I guessed, this is the best for us; for our studies and future undertake. Please forget me”. Call ended. Once again, I felt like falling down from a very tall building like what I felt when she accepted to be my love. But, the difference for this time is, I hit the ground. For me, she was everything. She’s my life. After all, how do I live without her?

That incident took me seriously as I couldn’t perform well in my examinations after that. It took me for quite a long time to stand my ground again. I asked advices from the elders… I deeply thought about what they said but she was my first love!

“Puppy love. That’s what the reality was,” my heart said to me one day. Everyday, I would sit near the lake and think about what happened to me. Until one day, I concluded everything and I was happy again after that.

                I am still too young to understand the true meaning of love yet not too old to feel that feeling. Jenny was not my first love after all. She was just a girl that knocked my heart. And she is not related to my blood ship (what am I saying?). My future is still bright and so I don’t want to darken it because of this puppy love matter. So, what should I do?

                I told Jenny that I accepted that we’re broke up. I thanked her for everything and for being my very close friend after all. At least, she’s still my girlfriend. Urmm… I meant that she’s my friend and obviously she is a girl, right? Ha! Ha! Ha! What a memory… since that day, I had been more focused on my study and never fall in love again. So, I continued writing my essay for Miss Natasha. But deep in my heart, it’s written…

                “Strike One”

*All characters are not related to anyone alive or dead.

This is just a piece of mind…

ACT 01: Untitled

Beep! Beep!

"Phone's ringing! Hey you! Pick up the phone!" my phone screamed out to its maximum volume assigning that a SMS arrived into my inbox. I read it immediately with my heart beat fast because I was shocked by my own ringtone (actually I was watching the film Jack the Reaper at that time).

"Gosh! Who did send this message to me?" I said with a low voice after seeing a phone number instead of the sender's name which meant that I didn't know this person at all!

 

"Hi! Remember me?"

Damn, I hate this kind of message as I am poor in remembering things or people or even anything (Ha! Ha! Silly, me). So, I replied, "I don't think I know you. May I know who are you please?"

Then I waited nervously as I continued to watch that scary movie. Suddenly, I was shocked again. A replied message from that person. I kept it aside for a while as I was focusing on the movie that I watched.

 

    "Hey, relax. I'm Jenny Watson from Jackson's High".

Oh! I knew her before. We met at the time when I was doing some graphics for my website. I visited her website and that's how I got her Instant Message ID. After the first time we chat, we often meet via IM through the net. However, I never meet her. In fact, I didn't even know her much. What a flashback! Back to the SMS. After I replied her, we kept in touch. We nurtured our relationship through time. By the way, thanks to technology invention nowadays.

 

After about a month SMS-ing, I thought that it's the best time to take another step in our relationship. I called her and we talked for the first time that evening. From the call I made, I knew that she is a soft-spoken person. Her voice was so cute and cuddles. I often imagined that her face was pretty as Megan Foxx so my curiosity grew every time she refuses to show me her picture. So, I remained calm and relaxed. I kept waiting and we were connected via SMS-es and phone calls.

 

    One day, I received a parcel from her. A cute red box with teddy bears cartoon on it. Inside, she gave me her biography, a fridge magnet (with cute kitten picture on it) and a very cute, blue colored photo frame. I searched more inside the box and I found it! Yes! There was it! The one that I been waited for so long. Picture of her… I immediately called her after that.

"Jen, thanks for the parcel. But, where's your photo? I don't see it anywhere inside the box?"

"What?! No picture of mine? How could it be?" She asked me to re-check the parcel she gave with her nervous voice. I laughed and said to her that the box contained (the things I mentioned before) and "What is this? Jen, did you give me a picture of a model from the magazine? She's great!" then we both burst out laughs.

 

    She was very beautiful! Gorgeous. Not much differences than what I imagined her to be like (Megan Foxx). He…He… If I meet her again in the future, I will choose her to be my life partner. However, we both still studying. I still remember on 8^th December, I said something that changed everything in our relationship. Everyday in a week before that, I always said to her to never say goodbye even whether before sleep or when the time we were a bit busy. I said to her like this,

"Hey Jen, remember this. Never say goodbye...or it'll spoil."

 

    I knew that she won't understand it at all until the date she called me and said,

"Hey there. I just want you to know that from now on until forever, I will never say goodbye to you. Because now I understand what do you meant by that. I promise you that I will never spoil this relationship. Thanks a lot. I love you!" call ended. Whoa! I felt like falling down from the 30^th floor of a building! Was that a dream?! I couldn't believe it at once.

 

    Jenny Watson. As sweet as her name. She's beautiful, gorgeous, soft-spoken, caring and more other good qualities that I bet every man wanted their dream girl to be. Just for Jenny, I promised you that I won't betray the trust you gave. You made my dream come true. Thank you so much.

 

    However, this was not the end of my story. In fact, this is the beginning of the new story of my life. It was two years before. Now, I wished that I had never said those words.

 

 

 

*All characters are not related to anyone who are alive or dead.

This is just a piece of mind…