CHAPTER ONE Deborah is my name, but friends calls me "Debi". I like singing and playing drum, but I hated hearing the sound of drum at noon most especially if am not the one playing it. That caused the  issued I had with Rahmat the day i meet Eric. I remembered,it was because i tried stopping her from playing her drum because she could not let me sleep at that afternoon and she insisted. It resulted to that fight we had some times two years ago. Since then I learned to behave myself whenever such things are being displayed, especially when I don't longer enjoy them. That fight got me a mark at my back when I was pushed to the ground and injury occurred. Almost all those who came and separated the fight shifted to blame to me and I felt so ashamed of myself, though I objected the blame, except Eric who stood by my side. Just then I felt a new courage in me to go back for the fight, but he couldn't let me. All I thought was that i was actually not at fault as Eric said without knowing he said it just to make me feel alright. Few days later, Eric  tough me the need to tolerate people or event i will ordinary not love them,or i should rather excuse myself from the premises to let peace be. While discussing, I notice a stretch and unfamiliar look from Eric,though i never let him understand i do. That remains me,Eric had been telling his friends that am his girlfriend but not for once he tell me that. I also had feelings for him and i always wish his is my boyfriend. Elvin once asked me about it when i was retuning home from school sometime