Chapter 2: New Year, New Class

We completed our first year high school by having my brother & myself at the top of our class. And for this reason, we were included in the list of students to be part of the morning and model section class in the next school year.

I always have issues meeting new people considering my personality. And it was more difficult for me especially we will be in a new class with new faces, not to mention, it is not an ordinary class but it is the model section of 2nd year high school wherein 99% of the students are smart.

Before the new school year starts, I really have a lot of thoughts going on in my mind and these thoughts were all negative. But whenever I think of my brother who will be with me all the time, I felt relieved and had peace of mind.

1st week was not too bad. My classmates were all friendly. As usual I am quiet and shy but I never had a hard time to make friends. Boys and girls were seated separately and we were all arranged alphabetically so this allowed me to be sitting with my brother next to each other, which is a good thing because we always share books so that my parents can save money as well.

During the 1st week, the class needs to elect officers. Guess, if I end in any of the list of officers of the class? I was voted as escort of the class. The position will represent the class in any model and social event of the high school. God knows, I wanted to eject myself from my chair and disappear and will just come back if they have already found a replacement for me. I really don't know what to do? I am introvert, very shy, not talkative and non-sociable person. How can I represent my class & how can I be a good escort to the muse of the class who is very pretty and all the boys not just in my class but the entire high school were all seeking for her attention. This gave me a lot of stress and pressure.

There were a lot of pretty girls in my class & I know they were all smart too. I noticed a handful of cute boys as well. But there was this one boy who really capture my attention a lot. He was wearing glasses and he looks very neat. He may not be the most handsome boy in our class but to me he is the cutest. His name is Sherwin and he was my first love.

We were seated two chairs apart from each other. He is ahead of me because his last name came first before mine. I never got the chance to be close with him during the first few months. How do you expect someone like me to be friendly and close to your crush? I stutter every time I tried to speak to him. I can't even look at him and even bother to say hi. The only way to talk and converse with him is when we have a group activities and projects. And my hopes to get to know him better and closer with him became impossible because the guy sitting next to me has secretly expressed with me about his admiration with Sherwin. His name is Joseph and he is open about himself as being gay. I am close with Joseph, mainly because we are sitting next to each other and I think he has a crush on me as well. However, I made myself very clear with him from the very start that he cannot hit on me. And I just would like to be friends with him and nothing else beyond that.