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Andrea smith met a guy at a subway train when she was 12 years old. She and the guy became close friends until the mysterious guy just disappeared. After 6 years, she met a guy who always reminds her of the guy that he met at the subway. But at that time, she became clue less about every thing that happens around her. Markus used to make her happy every time that they were together and they became close when they got into a relationship. But When things get miserable in indescribable, what will she do? Markus Hakenson really changed her life. But is she going to give up once that she finds out about every thing and every heart breaking reason that Markus will state to her? Is she going to give up? Or is she going to fight, in the name of love? Will she still feel normal after every thing that happened in the past? Andrea is just an ordinary girl who makes mistakes like all the other girls. She is also someone who gets hurt when she is experiencing something deep inside. Andrea is simple but strong enough to face the challenges that she has in her life. But in life, in love, will she show her courage and courageously face all the challenges that destiny has to give? Let's find out!
Chapter 1-The subway boy
Back when I was 12 years old, i use to take the subway train to go to school. One day, i met a lonely boy sitting on a chair with the same school uniform as mine.
Then, I sat next to him as he looks at me. I smiled at him and said "hey!" But he didn't responded. He just looked at me and looked away after a few seconds. That was the first time that we saw each other.
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The next day, I saw him on the same spot again. I never saw him at school but he wears the same uniform as mine.
I tried to talk to him again and said "why aren't you talking to me?" He didn't answered me and didn't even looked at me. So I tapped his brown blonde hair. He looked at me while he was showing that he hates it.
Days after days, he used to do the same thing. He used to avoid me and never talked to me.
Once, I saw him at school sitting on a bench with someone else sitting beside him that wears the same uniform as mine and looks like my age . They we're talking to each other. That was the first time that I saw him smile. He was really cute with a smile on his face.
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We we're both in the subway train. I smiled at him and he just half smiled at me. I sat next to him and said "hello!" He half smiled again. It made me blushed that time and gave me a lot of electric feels that I can't explain. He finally talked to me for the first time.
I can't exactly think all about the things we talked about that time but all i remember is about how he looked like and how he used to smile at me.
Everyday, we used to talk and we've been friends since then. We used to sit together during break time and during play time, talk to each other at the subway train, and more. He was always nice to me.
Days and days passes so fast like a tornado. We've been together for 2 years. When I was 14, we used to see each other only once a week because we took different schools for high school. But we used to talk on the phone more often.
Until one day, when we we're about to see each other on the subway train, he didn't showed up. I didn't minded about it because I thought that he was just too busy.
The next day, I called him but he didn't answered. What the operator said made me realize that he changed his number. Everyday, I will wait for him to show up on the subway train but he never showed up in 6 years. I don't even know his full name and all I know is his nickname because he never told me his real name. He is Andrew.
Since then, he never showed up. He never even called me on my phone. Six years passed and he never ever showed up. While here's me, looking for him and wondering if he is ok.
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In silence, I was sketching Andrew's face as far as I could remember him until my sister Lorie came from nowhere. She tried to tickle me but I felt her earlier so I managed to stay away. She laughed as I felt my heart beating so fast. She placed 12 shopping bags on top of her bed and sat on top of her it. "Why are you here so early?" I asked her while looking at the shopping bags "well, all of my friends just need to have a little time with their family so I was left and I decided to go home." She replied.
She grabbed two pink shopping bags and gave those to me. Without confusion, I asked her "what's that?" And she rolled her eyes as she looks at the mirror beside me and she finally said something after a minute "obviously these are shopping bags from the mall" is she insulting me? Or she's just messing with me? I tried to sit down but right before I did, I said something to her that probably made her laugh "I know girl, but what will I do with that?" she placed the handles of the shopping bags on top of my palm so I opened it and I saw a red dress that has glitters that I hate the most. "Girl! You know I had a trauma with these stupid glitters!"
Once when I was a kid, I got into a little childish girl fight with the girl I hate the most, Carlene. She spat out a bottle of glitter on my face back when we we're in 2nd grade She is the girl that i hate the most since then and until now. I just don't show her that I hate her but deep inside my heart, I want to tear her apart.
Lorie grabbed my sketch pad and I felt nervous as she stares at my drawing. It's like her lips are going to pop when she smiled at my drawing and looked at it for the second time and looked back at me.
When I smiled at her, she said something that made me laugh so hard. With doubt, she said "umm....... can you make a drawing of his brother? If ever you remember his looks, please just go ok?" I laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed until I saw her eye brows meeting, and her nose that seems to give out so much smoke. I fixed my hair and placed the dress that i was holding back into the shopping bag.
She looked at me again and I said "ok, I don't remember him anymore. Look, Lorie, do you remember his looks? Because I really don't" she just handed out her hand to me and said "no, never mind!"
From a gap, we both heard our mom calling us "girls, come down here now, we will have dinner in 5 minutes.
Get down here now girls" our dad came from nowhere to call us. He knocked to our door and it made me jump off my bed "hey girls, let's go down now." Our dad looked at us with his face that tries to say that he is busy right now. He gently opened the door to force us to go downstairs for dinner. "Yes dad" we both said as we leave the whole room.
I sat on a chair beside Lorie. She looked at me and gave me a plate filled with vegetables. I grabbed it with my hands and started eating.
My dad started talking. So, here we go again! He will ask us questions that we really don't want to answer. Do we have a choice? No we don't. He is our dad and all that we should do is to answer and obey him.
"So Lorie, how was your day with your friends?"
Lorie had nothing else to say so she said "it was good" but it was the dumbest answer I ever heard.
Dad broke the silence as he looks into my eye and asked me too "how was your tutor today Andrea?"
I answered "it was actually good dad!" But I didn't attended to it because I feel so lazy today.
He smiled at me as my mom looks at him to hold his hand. They smiled to each other and it melted my heart like a butter under the sun.

🌌Author's note🌌
Hello everyone! Thank you for reading this chapter
Chapter 2 will be published next week. Thank you for reading!!!
francine abigail peters is an ordinary girl who grew up in an ordinary world. In every challenge that she face, she shows her courage, even in her first love where she realized the meaning of pain. but when it comes to another love, will she show her courage again? Is she going to fight? or will she give up the happiness she always wanted since she got broken? Let's find out. She is just an ordinary girl but yet, she tries to be perfect but she does noy make it obvious. Will she face all the challenges in being in a relationship? Can she face it on her own?
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