Memories: Ch10


The bell rang. 3rd class was done. I picked up my math book, stuffed it in my bag, and went to the lockers. On the way, I unplugged my phone from the charger and stuffed it in mu pocket. I had fallen asleep without knowing again, and thus forgot to charge my phone. I pulled out my phone and looked at the battery gauge. 80%. ‘Should last for a few hours.’ I thought.

I put my key in the lock, and opened my locker. I put my math book in it, and pulled out English. As it was English next, I looked for some papers to write on. Then I remembered that I had used them all, and pulled out a notebook. If I had no paper, a notebook would be a good replacement as I could just rip out the pages.

I pulled out my phone again, and looked at the clock. 11:45. 5 minutes till 4th class starts. I started towards Mrs.Han’s class, and met Avil on the way. I greeted her, offered to go to class together, and she accepted. We walked side by side, then sat down together.

‘So…how’s things?’ I asked. Avil looked a lot less angry at me today. In fact, she almost didn’t look angry at all. ‘You done being angry?’ I asked as well.

‘Umm…yeah. Not anymore.’ Avil said, then smiled at me. Then she turned serious. ‘But don’t get me wrong, East. I’m still watching you.’

I nodded, and turned to class. Or rather, turned to my notebook and pulled out a knife, cut the pages off it. I threw the access pieces of paper away, and pulled out my pen, and started to write. Avil, interested, looked at me writing, not participating in class either.

English passed like that.


It was lunch period. I was on my way to my locker. I put the notebook and my English textbook back, and pulled out my lunch package. I then headed out to the courtyard, deciding to eat under the same tree I ate yesterday. I sat down, and unpacked my lunch. There was a bowl of rice, some fish, fried chicken inside with some potatoes. Lunch didn’t look bad. I put the fish, chicken, and potatoes aside, and started to eat rice. Or, was just about to eat my first spoonful when Avil suddenly appeared and sat down next to me. ‘You don’t mind if I eat with you, right?’ she asked, and unpacked her own lunch.

‘Y…yeah.’ I stammered.

‘Good. So what do you have? Rice…fish…chicken…potatoes? Looks good!’ She said, and pulled out a sandwich frim her bag. ‘Urgh. Sandwich again?’ she said with a I’m-tired-of-this face.

‘Umm… wanna trade?’ I asked. I didn’t particularly want a sandwich, but if it would make Avil happy, I could do it. Besides, I had other dishes!

‘Nonono. It’s ok. Enjoy your lunch!’ she said, and bit into her sandwich. I resumed to eating, and soon, I was done. I was a relatively fast eater. She turned and saw me packing up again. ‘You finished already?’ she said, with a face that said ‘wow’. I nodded, and hugged my packed lunch against my chest and sat down. ‘Take your time.’ I said. ‘I’ll wait for you.’

She ate slowly, and when she finished eating and packing her bag, we got up and went to our own lockers, departing. Next up was geography class.


That class was finished and now it was history class. The teacher gave us time to study by ourselves as we got the book finished and the exam wasn’t too far away now. I just wrote, instead of studying like other dragons. I wasn’t exactly fond of exams. Exams made dragons’ minds get stuck in a box and divided dragons solely on their grades. Studying should be done the student’s will. Studying should not be forced like it was now. That was why I ignored my grades, though I did get good grades on English every time. I had almost finished writing ADL Ch9.

Soon, I finished writing, and folded up the paper, wrote ADL Ch9 on top, and stuffed it in my pocket. I would type/Beta read it later.

I looked around. A third of the class was sleeping, gotten tired from all the studying. And the rest was studying. Again, another sign that this society’s studying practices are wrong. I sighed and shook my head, then lowered my head and went to sleep myself. I was tired from all the writing, and needed some rest before doing anything else.


It was now the additional geography class. I was once again, ignoring class and typing on my phone. I was typing ADL Ch9, and beta reading it and fixing at the same time. Hence why it always took me 4-5 hours to write each chapter.

I typed and typed. Damn, this typing on phone made me exhausted. I was only halfway there, but my claws started to hurt from all the typing. ‘I really need to get a laptop soon…’ I thought, as I swore under my breath from my aching claws.

When I finally finished typing/beta reading, and was satisfied with it, only 10 minutes of the class was left. I uploaded the chapter on my blog, and closed my phone. I was tired.


It was the second half of study time. I was trying to solve a complicated calculous question. After staring at the question for 10 minutes and not getting any clue, I gave up and looked at the answer sheet. I swore as the answer was cheeky yet infuriatingly easy. I swore again as I scribbled the answer and it’s solving methods on the paper.


The bell rang, and I was flying back home. A cigarette was already lit and was held by my mouth. I drew a breath, then let it out again.

Finally. Weekend. I could rest.

Then a message arrived on my phone and it rang against my scales. I pulled it out and looked at it. It was a message from Avil. We changed numbers after lunch today. The message said ‘Wanna go out tomorrow?’

I smiled, and replied.


06.30.17 (Fri)


The elevator’s being assy. It took over 5 min to come, and 5 more to come down from 49th floor. Fuck.




Lunch. Wuz good.


Tired… Wrote all of Memories Ch10.


Just uploaded M Ch10.

Fuck. It was hard.

Memories: Ch9

Ot was Thursday. I woke up to the sound of the alarm, and just turned it off, went to sleep again.


I woke up again to the sound of my phone ringing. It was a morning call from my mom. I closed the phone, and looked at the clock. ‘Crap.’ I said. It was 7:55. I was late. But nothing could be changed even if I rushed as I was extremely late. But not so late that I’ll have a mark on my school love. So I moved to the bathroom, washed, got mu bag, and headed out. No need to rush today.

I flew slowly, reading a book on my phone. I got rid of the same gender love book, as I just couldn’t stand it with that, and read the old one I already read once. The one with an easterb dragon controlling water. ‘I really wish I could control water as well… it looks so cool… And I doubly it’ll get old as well.’ I thought, and continued flying to school.

Behind me, a pool of water twitched, unknowinly to me.


It was now Korean class. The 3rd class of the day. I had apologized again to Ms.Aliea, and she accepted it. I was writing at the moment. Then Avil came in, panting, and sat next to me. She looked less angry today. So I tried to start a conversation. ‘Hey.’

‘Hey. Avil replied, thankfully.

‘Umm… are you still angry at me?’ I asked, carefully.

‘Yeah. But a bit less today. I heard you apologized to Ms.Aliea. So I’m less angry at you. But don’t get it wrong. I’m still watching you.’ She said, then smiled a bit.

I sighrd inwards, letting out the breath I was holding. At least she was less angry at me. That was better. As I sighed inwards, for some reason the water in a bottle on my desk shot up and settled down. Avil saw it as well. ‘What was that?’ she said, slightly bewildered. ‘Dunno.’ I replied, kind of shocked as well. The calm water shook, as if it was representing my shocked state. Avil looked at the water closely, while I tried to calm down. The water calmed down with my heart. I didn’t say it, but I was getting slightly curious. What had caused that? Or did I have powers to control water like the character in the book?

I shook my head. Nah. That power was long lost, along with the westerner’s power to breathe or control flames. I definitely read too much fiction. I looked at the clock. Time was ticking. And I had limited time. I shook off my thoughts, and started writing again.


It was lunch period. I pulled out lunch from my bag, as the cafeteria was closed for today and tomorrow. I ate, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I looked at the water, and thought of what happened in Korean class. Just for fun, I told the water in my mind ‘Go up.’

To my surprise, the water went up and floated in the air! I got shocked, and lost concentration. The water went back into the sink with a splash. I calmed my beating heart, and tried again. The pool of water floated again. I put a claw in it to see if it was real, not an illusion in my mind. It wasn’t. It was real. The water was floating.

I dropped the water, and quickly looked around if anyone had seen that. Thankfully, apparently no one did. I let out a breath, qbr walked out of the bathroom. This was… something. I had hoped for this power, but didn’t know what to do once I had it.

I walked around as if nothing had happened. I didn’t know how others would react to this. Better hide this info before someone calls me a freak. But I couldn’t help but be a bit excited at this new information. I got power! The long lost power of eastern dragons! The power to control water!

The bell rang, indicating the end of lunch period. I want to my locker, got math out, and headed to class.


It was the said math class, and I was not participating in class. I was thinking. Should I tell anyone about this? If so, won’t they take me as a freak? What will they thibk of this?

After thinking for a bit, I decided to keep this ‘Power’ a secret to myself. I didn’t want to be taken as a freak or anything like that. I’ve had enough of that.


It was 7th class. Another study time. I just wrote. There was a lot on my mind. What had happened… debates on whether I should truly keep this a secret… doubts about this power… I couldn’t write. But I pushed myself. I needed to get this done. I pushed all the thoughts away, and tried to concentrate.


‘God damnit!’ I said. I just dropped my phone, and it went screen first to the ground. No doubt it would be even more cracked than it was.

I picked up my phone, and turned the screen on. It was indeed cracked even more, and now the crack ran down all the way down from the bottom to the top when it was only cracked on the top side before.

I swore, and thought for a second if it would be a wise idea to change to a new phone. LG G5 wasn’t the newest phone on the market, and even though I could live with a cracked phone, a new phone didn’t sound bad. I debated on the idea, but decided against it. I would rather put all that money into a new laptop I needed. I could live with a cracked phone, but having no laptop was a pain in the ass.


I was on my way home.

A lot had happened today. I could control water. I cracked my phone. And Avil was starting to accept me back.

I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Hopefully Avil won’t be against cigarettes. I drew a breath, and puffed out smoke.

It really was an eventful day.

06.29.17 (Thu)


Skool… Tired…


Cracked the screen of my phone… Great…




Out to eat…





Memories: Ch8

I woke up as the alarm rang. I reached over to the side table, and tried to turn off the alarm. ‘Crap’ I said, as I entered the wrong digit and the phone went into snooze mode.

I swore under my breath, and stood up from my bed. Guess I’ll have to fully wash within 10 minutes if I didn’t want my whole family to be annoyed at me. I went to the bathroom, quickly washed, or tried to, when the alarm blared and I swore. I quickly dried off my scales, as my hair would dry itself out, and rusged to my room. And this time, I entered the correct digit, successfully turning the alarm off. Thank god the alarm didn’t blare for long or my family would’ve been pissed at me.

I took a pill dedicated to my mental health, picked up my bag, stuffed a bagel in my mouth, and stepped out of the house. Time to go to school again.

I flew, eating the bagel. I flew slowly as I had quite a bit of time left. Soon, I reached school, and headed to the lockers. I put my bag in, pulled out English, and closed the locker.


It was English class. I was as always, writing. The teacher didn’t seem pleased to teach us because of yesterday’s events. Well, guess we deserved it.


It was math class. The 3rd class of the day. Avil was already there, and I asked if I could sit beside her. She said yes, and I sat.

‘East. I have a question.’ She started. I got a bad feeling from her tone. ‘What was that that happened during Ms.Aliea’s class?’ she asked, discomfort evidently showing.

I knew she would ask of this. Better answer quickly before she got angry. ‘Umm… one dragon borrowed some clothes as his was torn, and he returned it after washing it for him. Apparently those…women thing got mixed up in the pile, and it was with the cloth. The some no brainer stuck it to the blackboard as a joke before Ms.Aliea came to class.’

‘And you all laughed?’ she asked, a bit angrily.

‘Umm…’ I shifted nervously. ‘Yeah… I was embarrassed, but went with the rest of the class. I don’t know what I was thinking… sorry.’

‘Don’t say sorry to me! Say sorry to Ms.Aliea!’ She said, angrily. ‘Damnit, East! I didn’t think you as this type! I’m really, really disappointed. Don’t talk to me before you right things up!’ she said, and turned away from me.

‘Sorry…’ I trailed off, knowing that she’ll more likely not listen. I got up from my seat, and changed into another one. She didn’t glance at me. ‘Why did I do it? I shouldn’t have laughed with the others.’ I thought, regretting my actions. I spent the class thinking of how to properly apologize to Ms.Aliea.


It was lunch, and I was slowly flying towards the cafeteria. On the way, I met with Ms.Aliea. I instantly said ‘I’m sorry for laughing. It wasn’t thoughtful of me.’ But I made another mistake. I was kind of nervous and embarrassed, so I laughed a bit to hide it. I instantly realized the mistake, got more embarrassed, and quickly flew away before hell could damn me.


It was japanese class. But I wasn’t in that said class. Instead, I was in a therapy session in school. I had a bit of anger issue, and the therapy was for solving it. Anyways, therapy time.


Therapy was soon over, and I said thanks to the therapist, and closed the door behind me. One more additional class and it would be dinner time, when I can be free. I was definitely looking forward to it.


It was dinner time.

I didn’t feel like being in school today. So I packed up my bag, picked up dinner, and headed out of school.

I ate while flying home, and dumped the disposable plate into a nearby trashcan. Then I pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

All had been going so well. But thanks to yesterday’s events, all progress I made with Avil might be gone down the drain. I sighed, and drew a breath from the cigarette.

So much for trying to attract my interest.

Well, to be fair, I did have faults. I really shouldn’t have laughed. And, I really shouldn’t have laughed while apologizing. And, I shouldn’t have flown away, embarrassed. I should have apologized again, sincerely.

I threw the stud of the cigarette away. My mind felt cleaner now, and I wasn’t going to risk my health for another cigarette right now.

I sighed, and went home. I’ll need to buy a new pack of cigar anyways. I smoke the whole pack.


I arrived home soon. I lied to my mom that I needed to buy some books, and got my next month’s allowance early. I went to the nearby store, and purchased a pack of cigarette.

Now that I got my pack of cigars, I headed out to the academy to study there.


It was night when I finished studying. 9pm to be exact. I packed my bag, and got up. Avil’s words still weighed a lot on me, and I’ll have to apologize sincerely again to Ms.Aliea tomorrow.

I said goodbye to Mrs.Oblia, and headed home.

Maybe I would be released from this weight temporarily if I slept.

Memories: Ch7

It was Monday. Well… technically it was. It was 3am, and I wasn’t sleeping. I was looking at my phone, reading a story on Wattpad. It was a story of a person who turned into a dragon. So far, I was having fun reading it. The story was good.


It was now 4am. I was reading chapter 12. Umm… I really liked how the story was going, but not on one thing. It looked like this story was going to be kind of a gay story. Rrally hope it’s not, though.


God… my suspicions were right. Ima go kill myself now. Why? Why did you have to make this story a gay, author? It was so promising! Nooooooo!


I woke up as my alarm rang. I looked at the clock. 7:45. I needed to get up. I stretched, and sat up on the bed. I blinked a few times, focusing on them. Light shown through my window, lighting up the room. Apparently I fell asleep without knowing again. I stood up, went to the bathroom, and washed. Then I packed my bag, changed clothes, and stepped out of home. Time to go to school again.


It was 10:40. I was preparing for my presentation I needed to do at society class. With hope, it’ll go well.

Soon, Mr.Bea came into class. Soon, I was called out, and had to start the presentation. I connected my phone to the TV, and loaded up the file.

‘Hello, class.’ I casually stated, or tried to casually state. ‘I’m going to talk about the society being divided into two parts. The rich, and the poor. And how that badly affects the whole society and what I think of it.’ And with that, I started my presentation, trying not to get stage fright. I read from my pre-written script, and tried to look at the class at the same time. Apparently it didn’t work well as I got a ‘C’ by the teacher.

‘Well, at least I got good reviews from my classmates.’ I thought. We had two grading terms. You get graded by the teacher, and at the same time gets graded by the classmates. The final score is the sum of both grades. Because many raised claws at ‘A’, I think I got a not-too-terrible score.

I sat back in my seat, breathing deeply. Damn, did I hate, and I mean hate, presentations. I hated stage frights that came from it. I didn’t know how to deal with it. Well, at least it was all over.

Three more dragons had presentations after me. All of them being considerably better than I in my opinion. I sulked, and waited for the bell to ring. And when it finally did, I gathered up my stuff and went to my locker, got ready for P.T. class. It was kind of a class I liked. Mostly cuz I get to punch the sandbag all I want.

I got some bandage, and wrapped then around my claws. Wouldn’t want the punch to break my claws or dig them into my flesh. I went ti the gym, and waited for my classmates to arrive.



The sandbag slightly swayed at my hit. I put all my strength in my right claw and punched it again. Then again. Then again.

Damn, did I love this.


After about 30 minutes of pure punching, I was panting. I stopped. ‘Time to rest a bit before class ends.’ I thought as I unwrapped the bandage from my claws, stuffed them in my pocket, and pulled out my phone. I loaded up the book I was reading, and started to read. Hopefully the bell would ring soon and I would be able to eat as lunch was next.


It was lunch period. ‘Finally!’ I thought as I raced to the cafeteria. ‘Finally I could eat!’ By god, did I love eating. I got some dumplings, and headed out to the school courtyard. I ate, while reading a book on my phone. And yes, this book indeed did have lovers of the same genders. Although one was a transgender. I winced inside, and continued reading. As much as I didn’t like same gender love stories, this book was great, and I wanted to continue reading. But don’t get me wrong here. I’m not ‘against’ same gender love. It’s just that it’s not on my most liked list, that’s all.

I continued reading, and when my battery flashed 50%, I closed my phone and put it back in my pocket. Time to move around. Nothing could be achieved if I just sat around on my haunches.

I thought of what to do. I could go on a flight, but I didn’t feel like it. I could play kedl with my friends, but I knew it would end horribly with me saying sorry every 5 minutes. In the end, I decided to go punch the sandbag again.


The warning bell rang, and I stopped punching, panting. I then went to my locker and pulled out the math book. I looked at my claws, as it hurt after punching. The flesh around the claws were red. ‘Great.’ I thought, and went to the math class.

When I arrived there, some dragons were fussing over something. Then one dragon ran forwards and stuck something on the blackboard. It was a white cloth, and somehow managed to stick there. I didn’t know the purpose of it. So I went to the head of the class and asked what it was.

‘Umm… it’s a woman’s thing.’ He replied when I asked.

‘What woman’s thing?’ I asked, not understanding. ‘What’s that?’

‘Umm… that thing woman uses on their ‘day’. He replied.

‘Huh?’ I asked, the suddenly realization hit me. I felt embarrassed, and went back to my seat. Soon, Ms.Aliea came to class. Then she saw what was on the blackboard. She raged, and demanded to know who did this to her class. No one answered, and that made her even more angry. She threatened to sue us all for sexual harassment, and stomped out of class. A few ‘No Brainers’ grumbled, not getting quite how serious the situation was, but most of us were quiet, as we’ve never seen Ms.Aliea as angry as this before.

‘I should have took it down.’ I thought, and regretted that I did not take action. Ms.Aliea did not come back, and the class ended like that.


It was now the last class of the day. I was writing on my stack of papers. I had almost finished writing, but didn’t know if it was any good. The whole story was written in haste, and I didn’t want to upload a story that I’ll regret later. ‘I’ll have to read it again. Tomorrow. I’ll decide if it’s any good by then.’ I thought, and continued to write.


It was night, being study time. I was currently studying math, as always. I had yet another presentation to do. Yes, you heard that right. Yet another. I had almost finished preparing for it when it when the bell rang, indicating the class was over. ‘Well, I’ll finish it tomorrow.’ I thought, and packed up my bag. Time to go to the math academy.


I smoked on the way over. Damn! Did it feel good to smoke after a whole day of hard work! Not that I recommend it, but it felt that way to me. But guys, don’t smoke. You can’t stop it. Anyways, I was almost at the class, and I threw the stud away. Time to go to class.


The math class was over, and I was completely exhausted. I was with my friend Focaly, going to the nearby crossover point together where we had to depart. Both of us were exhausted, having studied till it was 11:40 in the night.

We departed at the crossover point, qnd went our own ways.

Soon, I was home, and I threw my bag on the floor, and crashed into bed.

It had been an exhausting day.

06.27.17 (Tue)




God damn stomacheache.


Im tired… Seriously.


Math class done. Now gonna go to dat therapy @ skool.


Got back from therapy. Wuz good.