Let's call her Katy. Katy is quite close to me but not so close. we talk a lot but not so often see each other. We go to the same school, same grade but never in the same class.
One day, i, katy and timmy (he is a friend of mine too) were doing an extra lesson. we three starving and planned to eat somewhere soon after the lesson ended. When the lesson really came to end, we started to leave, timmy called someone i didnt really now. He called Mary, a friend of em. I did know mary but we didnt say 'hi' to each other.
Timmy asked Mary to join us, since Mary was still at the same place as us (but she was still doing her extras). Mary decided to join us, escaped from her extras.
We went by my car, to a cafe nearby. We did talk a lot. Even i wasnt talk much, i listened more but i did try to enjoy the situation. Most of the talk were gossip and then we started to talk about Mary's blog. Timmy asked her 'so where am i? what number? witty and what?'
see? you dont get his meaning rite? me too! that time, i only listened as they kept chatting.
'You are number 9' (well i forgot the number) said Mary. 'what are you two talking about?' asked Katy. 'It's on my blog. blog thing.' said Mary. 'What number is Katy?' asked timmy then. 'hmm i dont remember i have written something about Katy, yeh actually i was kinda confused, what i shud write about you, Kat' said Mary.
I looked at Katy, i didnt see any difference in her face. I knew there's something meaningful at the blog. Timmy kept reading Mary's blog, and sometimes, he said it out loud.
From what Timmy's read, i knew the writing is special. It's written by Mary for 15 people really got her attention (or maybe really close to her). the writing's so romantic and good english (mary's english is pretty good). Timmy's name was on the big 15, but Katy's wasnt. At first i wondered nothing but then i remembered something, Liz (she's a friend too) has ever told me about Katy and Mary.
I waited for the extras at school. Actually i waited for Katy, she was on a project, Mary's birthday project. Katy did tell their friends, to make a surprise for Mary. they made a gift, a wall, that consisted of mary's story etc. it was a small party, but so beautiful. So, it was Katy's project, Katy's plan, and it worked! Katy's nicely-done job.
Back to the main story. As timmy kept reading, i saw a change on Katy's face, but it was so blur that i barely realised it. Then timmy said it back 'where's Katy?'. 'ive told you rite? i was so confused that i didnt know what i shud write about Katy' answered Mary. 'so, katy is not here?' asked timmy. 'yeah'. 'i know what you feel Kaaat, dont be saaad!' said timmy as he wiped Katy's dry face. Timmy roled it like it was a joke, but I knew, Timmy, was serious.
i knew Katy was sad, but i wudnt judge her, i just predicted.
When you think she's your best friend, it's sad if she doesnt think the same. As i have said, i do feel sorry for Katy. Kat, you have your best friends around! go hug her when you need to cry.
Labels: im telling you a depressing story, random thoughts
