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I guess joining the track and field is nice.I never would have thought that running is the best thing that I can do.

I gained friends because of it. I guess my real parents are athletes of some sort. Because everything felt natural to me. Or does it have something to do with me escaping reality evreyday? Yeah, I'll just go with that. I don't want to thank my fucking parents for it.

"Everyday you seem like your going faster." James said as he is handing me a bottle of water.

"Did you drink out of this?" I said with a smile.

"Uhhhh.... no, not yet." He smiled awkwardly as he scratched the back of his head.

It's hard to run in this heat to be honest. But you know, seeing him all shy like that kinda gives me some motivation of some sort. No homo though.

I took the bottle from his hand and drank it. I almost drank all of it. Damn. It's so hot here in the Philippines. I wish there'd be like a giant electricfan or something that could cool down this country of ours.

I guess this is really nice. I mean, rumming keeps me distracted from the worries that I have. And the pent up loneliness and emptiness, setting new records for myself fills everything.

James took the bottle and drank from it.

"Lewd." I said.

"What???"

"You planned this, didn't you?" I said with my teasing smile. Is it me or I am getting used on wearing my PE uniform? "You let me drink and then you drink on the same bottle. Indirect kiss, eh? I guess you are still a virgin!!" I smirked.

And be just blushed furiously.

"T-Then... you're not a virgin anymore ehhh???!!!!" He said with his loud voice.

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"W-W-What the fuckk!!???! Of course I am still a virgin you sick fuck!" I hugged my pure and innocent body. "My mind may be polluted and shit. But my body is still pure.

My days became like that.

I also got into a band as a rhythm guitarist and lead singer. Writing songs and practicing for covers is nice. The band name is called Forgotten Child. I don't know if they're just trying to be edgy or what but everyone is kind. There was this girl at the drums called Freya. Long hair, dead eyes, small body and flat chest. No one in the band knows her real name but they say she was already here playing the drums ever since. The bassist is called Rhia. Medium lenght hair, small but has a bright future ahead of her. She's a real airhead but tries to act tough because she's in a band. Her real name is Lyrica but, you know how it goes. And the lead guitarist is Fred.

We get together every Wednesdays because that's the only day where I don't have Track and Field practice.

Although...

Valerie stopped going to the track.

Whenever I ask her why, she would just smile at me along with the dark circles in her eyes.

"The lyrics!! We should write together!" Rhia said as she opened a bottle of root beer and poured for herself. "You know, like what Aquors did!"

"When did we became a school idol group?" Fred asked.

And then Freya handed a piece of paper filled with her writings.

'She loved him

More than anyone could

Her hands were red

And so was his hands

He broke my heart

So I took his lungs

Deprived him of air

My hatred sprung

*intense guitar riff*

He loved her

More than anyone could

His smiles were warm

His body was cold

*growl*

They were never meant to be

Like the Sun and the Moon

Destiny hated them

And they fell so soon

*drum solo*

*lead guitar thingy*

*riffs*'

After reading those lyrics aloud, we all looked at the same time on Freya.

I am really curious as to what runs inside her head.

As it was decided, we started doing what Freya wrote. It was actually my first time singing or growling with such genre. I am not confident with it but they actually liked it. The drum solo was intense too.

After the practice, I went home. i don't know why but just climbing the stairs to my room makes me tired and run out of breath.

I don't know why but I always run out of breath. Just a little running or walking, I get tired easily. I guess I need to build more stamina.

But the more I run, the more I likely to run out of breath.

Is this how Valerie started? I wonder what's happened to her?

The other members told me the she quit the other day. I don't like doing this but, I went to her room. And instead of talking to her, I found myself laughing on the inside. Why? She was at the corner all alone. She looks so sad and miserable. She doesn't fix her hair or put make-up on.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAAHHAHA

What a miserable piece of shit. She looks so pathetic.

Chapter Three - Pathetic - End