Grounded was not an exciting thing to do at the last hari of the holidays. Not only was I not allowed to go outside, leaving my room is just an excuse for my parents to kill me. I'm so dead. After my mum found out that I mencuri the trophy and my neighbour caught me creeping into the garden at the crack of dawn. Now I am stuck in my bedroom, my phone is confiscated, I'm banned from using MY laptop and I had to go to tempat tidur without makan malam last night.

This is all Duncan's fault. How could I be so weak? All this time I always convinced myself that cinta is a key to tears and a broken heart. Ignoring every single offer for a date, I've lived a life of success. To aim to achieve and to live in a path of fake emas medali and trophies. Never understanding the feeling to be loved oleh another person, to be aman, brankas in someone else's arms, to be kissed sensationally. atau to do something bad...

Great! When I finally find someone that made my jantung beat fast, he does not feel the same. It was just a lousy bet, but I was the fool. To think that a guy like Duncan would ever fall for a girl like me it is stupid. It was never meant to be. I don't think I could ever find a guy like him. A guy that is sweet and caring but has his wild side. A guy that has intense muscles but can be beaten oleh a freak (Harold). A guy that annoys the heck out of me, but I still cinta him. I don't know why...

Apparently, before my phone got confiscated, Bridgette called me that she is having the best day. Geoff and her an item, but why I'm I not happy? Bridgette also told me that Lindsay has finally remembered who Tyler is, Leshawna has accepted Harold and are now seeing each other in private (Leshawna does not want to be seen with him) and Owen and Izzy are now together. Why is everyone's cinta life lebih successful than mine? I guess I'm just destined to die alone...

Sobbing my eyes out was not going to end my problems. My jantung was broken and there was nothing to fix it. My sorrow was far from ending and the torture has just begun. Ending the pain, I fall asleep (even though it is past noon).This was pathetic. I can't live like this any more. Seeing Duncan would be a total mistake, but maybe seeing him would make me feel better. Probably not. I'm locked inside my own room Wishing I'd never fallen for his annoying charms, his smirk that melt my jantung and how bad he was. I'm not blushing! I don't like him. At all.

When I see Duncan tomorrow at school he is so going to wish he was dead. It was easy to just rip him into pieces and fling him like confetti. But event though it might be entertaining to watch, it is not going to solve anything. There must be something lebih to life than to live heartbroken on the last hari of holiday.

My jantung sunk even lebih when I heard the storm. Like the sun, my jantung has vanished behind a row of rainy clouds. Life is a bore and I can't go anywhere at all.
"Why are anda here!" I yell at a sheepish looking Duncan. He was drenched from the storm outside and got me roses. How sweet.
"I wanted to apologise..."

I feel my legs turn into jeli the menit Duncan grabs my hand, I'm shivering and sweating at the same time, my jantung beats faster than normal and my face has turned pink. Eventually I do forgive Duncan my face was a tomat when he told me that he loves me.

One step closer. An utter mistake, I wasn't supposed to leave the house but I cinta him. My parents won't understand. They're too busy wrapped in their own lives to bother with mine. Just a step closer and my lips could be touching his. His teal blue eyes were gorgeous even though I'd never admit it I cinta him. Even though it is freezing outside and the rain is scratching my cheek, I didn't mind. We kissed for ages, I stared into his eyes, I felt kupu-kupu in my stomach.
"Ew! anda taste like library," Duncan jokes.
"And I will rather ciuman a tyre..."

...THE END...