Horizon Cole's Point of View I was looking at my notes with my lazy scrawled. I felt the cold breeze of the air conditioner inside of our classroom, which made me regret that I wore a brown-puff-sleeve dress and my white sneakers. My attention was caught by someone who nudged me. "Sis, are you okay?" I saw Jaim was worrying. I simply nodded as a response. "You looked so pale. I noticed that you didn't talk that much? Are you sure you are okay?" I bit my lower lip. "Yeah. I just have my period." I always felt this cramp every time that I have my monthly period. "I heard, we have a meeting after class, but if you want I can accompany you to the clinic." "No, it's fine." I smiled at her. I tucked my arms and leaned on it on the table. I felt my legs

  Horizon Cole's Point of View: Sage told me that the lavish interior in their house was inspired by his Dad's favorite international architectures. The artwork hanging on the right corner of the wall was painted by his Mom. The built-in security features of their house gave a luxury touch to the entire house. Because of the modern look of the interior, it looked so spacious. Back then, we were always on their huge balcony that provide a surreal view of the surroundings. I was sitting on the couch and heard the footsteps of someone, for sure that was Sage. I was watching him walking in my direction and he was sitting beside me. "Sage," He let out a deep sigh before he placed his hand on my nape and leaned me on his shoulder. He was aware of the problem that my family was

    Horizon Cole's Point of View: I was watching Jaim while she was retouching her blush on. I looked around and find a way out of this basketball court as I saw a lot of students who were still looking to the players in the bleachers who seemed excited for their celebration as they won the game. When some of the students were already gone out, we've got a chance to make our way out. Jaim was talking about the latest romance series she was watching until her phone buzzed. As I saw, on her screen, it was her boyfriend. I rummaged on my shoulder bag to get my ID to be scanned in the scanner of our school gate. I bit my lower lip while looking back in the direction where we came from. Why does it are happening now? Jaim was still on her phone. So, I used some gestures to convey a message. She nodded when she finally got what I was trying to say. Most of the students were on their way to the gate of our school. As I looked around,

  Yzack Tan's Point of View: She looked so beautiful as always. Her long-straight-light-brown hair bounced as she made was heading to where I was standing, her long and curled lashes were clearly seen, her pointed nose crinkled as she laughed, her light pink tweeted coordinate coat and skirt accentuated her fair skin. Her wasp-waist was a bit exposed because of her crop top paired up with her beige chunky boots. She gracefully tucked some strands of her hair behind her ear. She caught me staring at her, she simply waved her hand. And as she smiled, her dimple on the right lower part of her lower lip. A smile automatically etched on my face. "'Sup?" I casually asked her. Her powdery perfume filled the whole place, I could still remember how we first met. Alexey was Thorn younger sister, since Thorn was my best friend I used that advantage to have a reason to be closed to her and to often see her, I never told Thorn, but I think he

  Alexey Laura's Point of View: I turned on the warm white table lamp on my side bed table and put my phone on it. I seated down on my bed then, I let out a heavy sigh to take off what was mind was currently thinking. My room was minimalist, it was painted with neutral paint. I just prefer to have a white painting and light brown wood floors that brought simplicity and calmness around the room. I took off my leather wristwatch and put it under my side table. My gaze was still at the balcony of my room, then, realized to went there just to breathe fresh air. Mom told me that all that I needed for tonight's dinner was all ready, including the dress and shoes that I was about to wear. I did not know why I felt like I was not okay, though I was totally okay. I mean, many people my age wanted the attention and care of their parents, but I had it all. Mom always give me every