I am not that good at academics, I'm an average type of girl. I don't have failing grades but I don't also get high grades. Surprisingly in my freshmen days in high school, I was 4th in the top 10 of our class. And my general average was qualified for Sophomore section 1. When the opening of the class of my second year in high school came, I was nervous because I always got the impression of smart students. Of course, I know for myself, I'm not that smart, I always think how will I be if there's a surprise recitation or do the Math problem solving on the board? And as a whole, I am thinking HOW WILL I SURVIVE IN THIS SECTION?!? I forgot to mention that I am studying in a public school in the Philippines and the pupils here are reaching 60 to 70 students per classroom. And in our section as long as I remember we were 60 pupils. And the number of male students was 14 only. Then our adviser came. She re-arranged us alphabetically based on our surname. Since the male students are few, she asked them to sit in the front row. Because as a teacher there's always an impression of "Boys are naughty" so she can beat them on the head easily. But I guess it will not happen because I know the students in the top sections were all well-mannered. Then she asked the boys to get the books from the faculty to bring in our classroom for distribution. By the way, I'm glad that my BFFs are also my classmates. The top 1 to 3 are all my best friends. As our class is not yet started due to books distribution, I went to sit beside my friend named Bridget. She's the top 3 I am talking about. While we have a little chit-chat, I can hear the girls in our back who are babbling about one of our male classmates while he is carrying the books. They go like "oh! he's so cute and tall! If he will court me I will say yes!" After hearing that, I can't believe that even smart students know how to flirt. But then, that student they are babbling about got my attention. They are right, he's the tallest among the male students that's the reason why you can easily notice him. Days went by, and I manage to cope with this environment lol. I have learned that this guy's name is Patrick. A lot of girls in our classroom adore him and want to be his girlfriend. I don't know why? Yes, he's tall and a genius but other than that, for me I don't find him attractive. He's not my type. I'm not that pretty but he's not my type. Then I also learned that she's courting one of our classmates. She's Raven. With all fairness, Raven is lovely. She has a fair white complexion and narrow eyes like Chinese. She's also a smart student. Many of my classmates envy this girl because Patrick is courting her. But they also thought they can be a perfect couple. I was thinking that even smart students are thinking about love and courtship at a young age? But then I realized at our age this is the time when we are all want to feel loved romantically by someone we like. Two months passed, I fairly often talked to my other classmates. I just feel uncomfortable maybe because of my insecurities that I think I do not belong to the top section. While me and Bridget walking towards the School Canteen, two of our male classmates Francis and Dale approached us. Francis asked Bridget "Are you, Rebecca?" Then Dale said, "No, she's Rebecca." while pointing to me. So I said yes I am Rebecca. Why? and Francis said, "Uhm, it was just nothing." Then Dale jokingly said, "You're in trouble." Then they both run away. I didn't understand why they have to confirm who is but I just ignored it. Bridget and I just laughed about it. One day, our Science teacher while discussing our lesson for the day, she asked me to answer her question. So I stand and participate but she interrupts me by saying "You have beautiful eyes and face. I wish I could have a baby girl like you." Then she looks to the whole class to know if my classmates are agreeing with her. I'm a shy type of person. I don't want the attention that's why I don't know how am I going to react to her compliment. But then I proceed to my answer and I can see at the right corner of my eye Patrick is staring at me. As I sat down I'm annoyed by that stare. I think he doesn't agree with my teacher's compliment for me. After that class, I sat beside Bridget to chit-chat again. Then the two girls at our back babbled again about Patrick that he is staring at one of them. Then I whisper to Bridget "Are they always like this? Talking about boys?" She answered, "Just ignore them." Then there will be a cheering competition at our level. All sections are invited to join. Bridget said shall we join. As for me, I love dancing but I think dancing doesn't love me. But then I still tried to join. Every after class is our practice. Then I saw Patrick is also in our group. Then the coach wants us to fall in two lines. He went in my back. For me it is annoying. Then I heard he's talking to Bridget what is it about? #DreameWritingMarathon--LoveStoryContest