Unnoticed

Entry 004

My classmates were talking about their high school life but I was not part of their chitchat. I was just seated right behind their backs, unintentionally hearing their conversations. Much to my unfaltering pessimism, they would never want to talk to me.

Their talk went on and on. Our professor wasn't even making himself present at the moment. It's as if he's just letting the time effortlessly pass and still get paid. And so, I waited, feeling completely of place while hearing their joyful screams and laughs whenever they talk about their high school sweethearts, dates and even the JS Prom.

I never wanted to listen, really. But at the back of my mind, there was this longing feeling to be one of the cliques. I someone wanted to be just like them while happily retelling my tale back when I was in high school. But come to think of it, what would I even share with them? I never had a suitor, nor did I ever have a boyfriend. I never had a funny story that would make them laugh. And I never had a date on the JS Prom. No one asked me out, no one dared.

Well, as far as I could remember, I wasn't this socially awkward before. I still have friends back then, it was just that I never had a suitor or no one gets attracted with me. And I don't know why. I'm not a nerd. I never wore braces. My face wasn't covered with pimples and I'm not ugly. Maybe, my face was just too normal that I never stand out among others. Yeah.

I walked on my way home. My school was just a walking distance from the bed spacer I was renting.

I was about to enter my room when the weird man came into sight. He was now wearing a decent blue polo shirt and khaki pants. But what struck me was his face, he was smiling at me. I even checked on my back if a person was standing behind me. I did it while wondering if he was smiling for that person. But I failed, there was no one but me. In all honesty, it felt creepy. Never in the world did someone smiled at me, especially if that someone looks like him.

I creased my brows and blurted, "What?" I was waiting for him to go away but he was just plainly smiling at me. Maybe, it was a prank. And so I started opening my door and slammed it forcefully. I don't care what he'll think of me and my attitude.

In the end, he'll finally move on and stop playing pranks on me.