Asher's Point of View.From : Dad I know it's kinda late but happy 18th birthday, Hailey.. I'm not sure if you have my number saved but this is your dad. Happy birthday, my daughter.I stared at the phone for a while then Inez noticed me and made her look at the notification on the phone, too. “It's your birthday?!” She exclaimed so loud that I think her voice echoed across the hallway. “U-um.. yeah..“ I heard Hailey answer her, stuttering. “You should have said so! We should celebrate or something.” Inez replied to her with the same high pitch tone.“What do you mean, Inez?” I asked her, my gaze moving from Hailey to Inez.“We should, I don't know? Sneak out? Go to the nearest convenience store to buy her cake or something.” Inez answered that Dara immediately protested against.“Hailey just had an episode, Inez.. I don't think she will agree to that.“ Dara said with her usual motherly and worried tone of voice. “Come on! She's okay now. Well, maybe I also got startled by what j
Asher’s Point of View "I started painting because of the girl named Hailey Leigh Alvarez.” I said with a smile while looking at Hailey. I felt her gaze slowly meet mine and that made my whole body shiver. There it is, her eyes. It has the same intensity back when I saw her paint that day. That's the Hailey I met and looked up to. “It was you!” She exclaimed while her hand was on her mouth, I could tell that she was so shocked based on how wide her eyes are now. I smiled because of what I saw. Cute. “I’m sorry.. I apologize.” I heard her apologize and saw her bow down repeatedly before she returned to her seat. After that, she never looked at my way or my eyes again. Why? The heat in her eyes faded again… Why? “I guess Haley’s next.” I heard Inez announce that it disrupted my thoughts. “What's your truth?” Inez reads what's written on the piece of paper. Her brows furrowed. “What does that mean?” I hear her mutter out of confusion. I looked at Hailey, waiting for her
Hailey's Point of View. We stared at each other intensely like that for a few seconds but it felt like hours because I felt like time stopped by. My brows are still furrowed at him out of confusion. I tried to process things as I stared at him. I had this feeling of uncertainty and at the same time, familiarity when I met him. When everything was processed in my mind, I got up as a response to my surprise. “It was you!” I exclaimed loudly, getting everyone’s attention and when I say everyone, I mean every single one in the beach. “I’m sorry.. I apologize.” I said out of embarrassment and sat down again. It wasn't a clear memory but a series of pictures came into my mind. A picture of a girl and an older boy in the street. The older boy looked so much like Asher. I came to my senses when Inez spoke, pulling me into reality again. “I guess Haley’s next.” I looked away from Asher’s gaze and looked directly into Inez. As I look at Dara and Cassian, I know that they h
Hailey's Point of View. "What is life for you?" Inez asked after pulling out a piece of paper from the fishbowl in front of all of us. She turned the paper around to confirm what was written in the piece of paper. It made me stare at the bonfire for a while. What is life for me? I don't know? "Honestly, I don't know. I've been imprison in my own house since I can't remember when it started. I haven't lived the life that all of you probably is living with. So, I don't know." I answered and shrugged my shoulders while still looking at the bonfire in front of me. I smiled before looking at them. "What do you mean by that, Hailey?" I heard Dara asked me and I just let out a deep sigh as a response to her. I was about to answer her but someone stopped me from doing so. "She's done already with your question. I'll go second now." I heard someone said that made me look at who it was. It was Asher. He got the bowl from the front and pulled a piece of paper. He then gave it to Inez wit
Asher's Point of View. "Hi." She said and then waved her hand to us that made me stare at her. She's really Hailey. Her eyes says it all but why can't I see the same eyes that I had seen years ago? She seems so... different now. Is she really the Hailey I met years ago? I expected so much from her. It's not like she disappointed me or what but I don't feel the feelings I look forward to feel towards meeting her. I don't know why. "Hailey! Are you coming?" I heard Dara asked her loudly when we are all ready in the van. I saw her smile and then nod. She ran to us and I moved aside to give her space. I still am shocked because I finally met her but it seems like she can't remember me? Or is it understandable because it's been years? I don't know. I think it's because it's been years. I hope she'll remember me. Hailey's Point of View. "Do you want somewhere to stop by or what before we really proceed to the venue?" I heard someone ask that made me look into the front and saw th
Asher's Point of View. So, what am I going to text her? Uh... I want to paint with you, please join our group. No. That's too demanding. What if she doesn't know me? I might sound like a creepy man. What about hi, I saw you in the registration desk earlier. Are you still up for the competition? Nope. Not that. It's too... I don't know. I just held my phone while shaking my head like a mad man. "What are you doing there?" A voice of a girl suddenly asked me from my back that startled me. I almost threw my phone as I jumped out of shock. "You startled me! I am busy thinking!" I exclaimed and saw that it was Dara. She sat on the grass beside me and peeked to the phone I am holding. "What are you doing? Thinking? Of what? You're just spacing out, typing something on your phone and then back to spacing out. You're being weird, Ash." She asked me and I was hesitant to tell her what I am really doing but I still did. "I am thinking of what to text Hailey. I'm afraid of what she'll th