My name's Michelle Capillo, and I have a curse...

My mom almost died when I was born.

When i was two years old, my parents died in a car accident.

Our maid, Elsa, took care of me since then. But I know she won't last long for she has an asthma.

When I was seven years old, I was all alone in the park for I don't know how to make friends, until-

"Hey! Wanna play touch ball with me?" Said the boy who went and approached me.

I hesitated at first...

"C'mon! This is going to be fun!" I was convinced by his bright smile which shines just like the sun. Since that day, Travis became my first friend. We always play every after class.

But I almost forgot about my curse...

"Michi! Serve!" We are playing volleyball ball when I missed to hit the ball and it rolled and rolled outside the park.

"I'll go get it." I said.

When I pick up the ball in the middle of the road-

*BEEP-BEEEEEPP!!!*

I was about to get hit by the taxi when Travis came and pushed me-

*SCRRREEEECH!!!*

Ever since he died, I promised to myself that I no longer let other people get involve in this miserable curse of mine. I became antisocial, and dropped the hope that I can make a lot of friends. I stopped talking to others except for Elsa and my teachers.

That's how I ran my life. Home-school, home-school, all that matters is that I survived and that no one will ever suffer again.

"Excuse me-!"

"Ow!"

When I turned around, I bumped into someone and the stuffs that we carry fell on the ground.

"Ahh..."

"Are you alright, Miss?"

"TSS! Dammit!" When I opened my eyes, I saw a very familiar face.

"T-Travis?!" My eyes can't be wrong! He looks like the teenage version of Travis.

"Huh?"

"A-are you Travis?" I asked to be certain.

"Ah-eh, you got the wrong person, Miss. My name's not Travis, it's Alvis." I feel like my world shattered after I heard his real name.

'Yeah right! As if Travis will come back to life and appeared in front of you. Good thinking, Michelle!' I said to myself.

"Uh-Miss, why are you crying?" I quickly composed myself and looked at the other side.

"I-I'm not crying!"

"Heh! Alright, what made you cry?"

"I told you that I'm not-" When I looked at him, I saw that he offered his handkerchief to me.

"Beautiful girls like you shouldn't cry like that." And he smiled brightly as the sun, just like Travis' smile.

I was about to accept his handkerchief when I remembered what happened to Travis and about my curse.

"I-I don't need that! I have my own handkerchief!" I said as I crossed my arms to my chest.

"Psh! For your information, I haven't use this yet so this is 101℅ clean!" He boasted.

"Yeah right!" I said as I rolled my eyes and pick up my books.

"Oh!" I handed his papers to him.

"Thanks Miss-? What's your name?"

"Whatever!" I said as I walked out.

"Thank you Miss Whatever!" He shouted.

'Tss! How annoying! There's no way in this whole wide world that he is Travis!'

I was chosen to be the our class reprentative for they say that I'm the most responsible one. And because of that, I always carry and deliver our projects to the faculty. Some offered help but I decline and you know the reason for that.

'Ugh! This is heavy!'

"Excuse-!"

"Aah!"

Someone bumped into me that's why the folders fell on the ground.

"Oh-sorry!"

"Sorry-!"

*BUMP!*

Our heads collide soon as we both pick our things up.

"Ouch!" When I opened my eyes-

"Y-you again?!"

"Huh? Oh it's you, Miss Whatever!"

"Ugh! Stop calling me that! I have a name!" I said as I quickly pack things up and left.

"W-wait! Hey!" I walked faster but I can feel that he's still following me.

"Stop following me!"

"I'm not."

"Oh really?!"

"Psh! I'm on my way to the faculty."

'Ugh! He got me there!'

I just rolled my eyes and went inside the faculty.

"Oh, early as usual, Miss Capillo!"

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Romero!" I looked at the other side of the faculty as I saw how Sir Diaz praised that guy.

When he caught me staring at him, I tilt my head and looked at the other side.

"Who are you looking at, Miss Capillo?"

"N-no one, Ma'am!"

"Aahh-is it the scholar student? He's Alvis Romero, he's very intelligent, I'd say! He passed the difficult entrance exam of this school!"

'Scholar, huh?'

I am quietly eating at the cafeteria when-

"Hey, eating alone, Elle?"

"Who's Elle?"

"You, who else?"

"Excuse me, my name's not Elle. It's-"

"Michelle Capillo? Yeah I know that. But Michelle Capillo is a bit too long, so I decided to call you Elle!"

"Why are you here anyway? Why are you talking to me?"

"You don't have anyone else beside you. You're eating alone."

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"So? Go and eat with your friends, I know you have a lot of them."

"Tsk! So you're stalking me, eh? I'm flattered!"

"That's not it! Dammy!"

"Hahahahaha! You're cute when you're mad!"

"Y-you!" I stood up and pinch his cheeks as hardly as I can.

"Aw-aw-aw! Ouch!" Then he pinched my nose.

"Aahh!"

I don't know why and how but.. It's been years since I last laughed like there's no tomorrow.

I never thought that I get attached to him as days passed by. Because of that, i met his set of friends: there's Justin Sarza, Alvis' cloae friend and an athlete in Taekwondo. Then Clouie Nuñez, they say shes a bookworm, but i say that she's too timid and conservtive. Lastly, Sheryl Tan, she s a face like a model, single and always ready to mingle, they say.

I don't know how I managed to get involve in their circle of friends but...

'I hope this will last...'

"Uhm Michi, can I ask you something?" Said Clouie while we are taking our cooking class.

"Go ahead."

"Uhm, I just want to know if you have... Feelings toward Justin?"

"Pff.. To Justin? No way! What makes you think that?"

"B-because... You were always together..."

"With Alvis!" I added.

"Wait Clouie, do you like Justin?"

"Ah!" Clouie wounded herself when she heard my question, and belief me, her face is as red as tomatoes.

"Are you alright?"

"Uh-huh. This is nothing..."

"Alright, if you say so. Do your best,okay? I know you're cooking that for him!" I said as I grin and she blushed even more.

"Thank you for walking along with me, Michi.."

"That's nothing." Actually, I saw Sheryl was very gloomy this morning so I decided to talk to her. And thats when I found out that she broke up with her boyfriend yesterday.

"Heh! Who needs a badass like him anyway?!" She pick up her phone,

"I have tons of text mate to be my boyfriend!" And she started texting and texting.

'Seriously?! She already moved on!?'

As we walked near the field, I noticed that the soccer ball is on it's way towards-

"SHERYL!" I shouted, as soon as she looked up, the ball hit directly to her face!

Sheryl fell unconscious, the one who is responsible for this brought her to the clinic, and I followed them.

"Are you alright now, Justin?" Said Alvis from the other side of the curtain, when I check it out,

"Justin? What happed to you?!"

"Ah-Michi? This is nothing! I got a littlepin during our training, hehehe!"

"Justin, this is not a laughing g matter!" Said Alvis.

When I looked at Justin's leg, I got scared. I ran outside the clinic-

"E-Elle!"

While running, all the accidents that happened to Clouie, Sheryl and Justin flashes back into my mind.

'I-it's opening again! My curse... It's going to kill them!'

I stopped running when I realized that I was already outside of the campus.

"Elle!" Alvis called.

*BEEP! BEEP!*

I turned to face the truck that'going to hit me. Travis' memory of ten years ago flashes ck again into me. I looked at Alvis and shouted-

"Stay away!"

'I won't let anyone to get involve in my curse ever again! It's better that I died here than to make them suffer again!'

*BEEEEEPP! SCREEEECCHH!!!*

I don't feel any pain, I just felt someone pushed me. And when I opened my eyes, I saw Alvis on the top of me. He's breathing heavily and he gave me those caring eyes.

"D-don't ever do that again!"

'H-he has saved me... I didn't die, we didn't die..?'

"If you're going to commit suicide, count me out! I might die in heart attack became of you!" After he scolded me, he gave me his sweetest smile.

With that smile, tears suddenly run down on my cheek.

.

'How come that I've been so blind? All these years...'

"C'mon, they're waiting for us." He offered his hand to me.

'Right, he's not Travis. Because...'

When I reached my hand, I suddenly hugged him tight, later on, he did the same.

'...he's my Alvis!'

Because of what had happened to Justin, his team mates trained even more and the won the regionals.

Clouie's wound became her sign to work hard and she became good at cooking. Justin liked her foods and it makes her happy.

Since that incident happened to Sheryl, she met this hot guy (the one who's responsible for it), and right now, their relationship is under process.

I went to the garden to meet up with him. I saw him under the fig tree reading something.

Ever since I thought I have a curse. But one person prove it wrong and that was-

"Alvis Romero!" I called.

A/N:

Thnx for reading! I hope you liked my first one shot story! For sound track of DG:

Tagalog: Abot Langit by Silent Sanctuary

English: Wanted by Hunter Hayes, and

Japanese: Sunday by Yuuta Furukawa