Chapter 3 - The Awakening

Since the start of time, men had came to realize the importance of love, friendship and understanding among mutual friends and partners. While most couples would face fights and skirmishes along their path of love and marriage, only a certain amount of people would end up breaking up. However, in love relationship as what I believe, there is no right and wrong. No partner could claim another responsible when havoc wrecked, nor could one bloame another for what had happened.

It goes same for all - that no one, after millions of years could escape the loop of love and the power of time in decision of the outcome. However, for some people, they would choose to avoid and escape rather then face their terror when peril strikes. In this chapter and the following chapters to come, I would try to rewrite the events as occured, of how Mr. Generson had came to find Virgil as his so-called "chosen one" and how she, everlyn had came to fell in love and got tricked.

I must stress again that while the story belongs to the one broken couple, Everlyn and Mr.generson, the words are mind. Any offense written accidentally are my responsibility and mine alone.

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"Class Stand!" Everlyn shouted as loud as she could over the cacophony of voices circling the class as the art teacher, Ms. Charlene San Yoberson walks in airily.

Ms charlene, who was at the age range of 28-32 was somewhat a choosy, spiteful yet sometimes friendly teacher, In normal terms, she would be strict and harsh to the students, expecting the best from everyone, and punishes those who failed her.

Today, she had came in to announce a new project to be done. Our Class (2A1) were to be in groups of 2 and create a project by sewing "manik" onto pencil boxes, whereby the marks will be included into our exam. Upon hearing this, many despaired for fear that such art techniques would be cumbersome and complicated to do.


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Jacques Generson was anxious. Very Anxious. Not an expert in such field, he was worried on how he was going to complete his assignment. At that point, it seems only natural to ask his women of his heart, Everlyn to help him and Everlyn Virgil, being kind and loving and most anticipated to impress her new found caring friend, took the liberty of volunteering to help him sewed his pencil boxed.

Night after night and day after day she sewed, one for herself and another for him. For Jacuqes everlyn had made him a ducky and with his name "Lance" at the lower corner of the pencil box, as a commemoration of her work. sadly though, Jacques had not came to appreciate much of her work and even asked her of why his name appeared there. Virgil, while seemingly innocent, was not as stupid as she pretended to be and she had tediously sewed the ducky and the name together, testing whether her friend would cut it away. If so, then his ducky would shattered like glass on the flood, breaking loose into a million pieces.

Till now of the year 2008, after trying so much for so long to relocate her ducky, Virlyn failed to do so. Person after person she search for the one thing that was once a symbol of their love. Jacques it seemd, had outsmarted her again. he had deliberately (and most naturally) requested her help to sew it, and like the ducky of whose fate is still undertermined, Virlyn fate lies thin upon a string, ready to break in the course of time.