Hana the Loser

YES. Hana The Loser.

“Yes. I know everything.”

Finally Timmy started to open his mouth and his voice was all over the place. He was explaining.

“I know that you are Hero’s sister. I know that you are Hana. I know that I must have been harsh to you 10 years ago. …”

Yes. I am Hana the loser.

“Did you just used my word? HARSH? Do you even know how to be NOT HARSH??? You’re crazy. And please don’t count the years as if we are one-long-lost team-mates! Duh! Do you know how angry I am right now? How hurt I’ve been before? Now let me refresh your memory! I am .. “

I was cut short. I was about to repeat the phrase.. “Hana the loser in his eyes.” When he suddenly kissed me.. the long smack that I want. He gave me the long smack that I want! DAMN! He instantly became my second Kiss while being Single and after Brenth! Oh geez. Gotta punch him in the guts or kick his balls! AAAARrrrrgggghhh!

1……. 2….. 3… I wasn’t able to. Because Arnold stormed his way between Timmy and I, after the smack and before it get to worst - making a scene outside the house. When Arnold sandwiched himself between us, Timmy just went on with his explanation and I wasn’t able to do what I needed to do.

“I am really sorry about what had happened before. In our childhood days I mean, but I am not sorry about the kiss I gave you few seconds ago. I was living a comfortable life right now, Hana. But still, something is missing. I never had any serious relationships…”

So, another one bites the dust. Why don’t you and Arnold join hands and let me help Arnold say “Welcome to the club, broda!” But I almost forgot. How could rivals be in one group? Or was another group formed so that it's impossible for them to join hands? So.. does this mean that they are still taking things this way? A challenge? A dare? A rivalry? A competition? Awww. Men!

“Crap.”

“I didn’t know my heart can beat this weird for you. I know, I may have had hurt your feelings by calling you names such as “Hana The Loser..” and I’m really sorry about that. I never meant to engrave such bitterness in you till now. I thought that things could have changed since time. “

So would that mean that since I can grow used to it and that it’s a matter of time I could just let it go? Like how much do you plan on keeping up the competition with me, and with Arnold or with everybody else? You know what? I am more disgusted in you. This is not about the name calling anymore. I can say, if I must put it that I am not the same loser you once knew! So like you to walk into my territory and belittle me!

“Please, Hana. I know I hurt you a lot. But please give me another chance.”

“Why so, Priceless King? Why should a loser like me give you any of the chances you are dying to have? It’s not worth it. Besides, who gives a damn?”

“I care. I give a damn. This is all my mess. Not any of Hero’s stupid joke. He was asking me for references of prospects. I wondered for whom, so I asked him much further. It was a bit awkward that he was asking me, because I know his connections. Most especially our class and school way way back. He knew so much that it’s awkward to ask me for that. And when he told me that it was you that needs some blind date.. I.. I.. I just can’t think of anybody else more surprising than me.

“Hell yes, you are surprised. I did expect it. But I was also surprised the same time you told Hero your angst about me. I presented my self because I want to know how much you remember me. I never dreamed that we could be into this. I wanna make up to you. You mesmerize me. Even in your simple attire tonight, you made every memory of the past a blur. You’re prettier than ever.”

“Stop that crap. I am not falling for it. Go home. And tell your best friend that you failed to get another chance. It’s time for dinner, Arnold and I must make our meal. Go home now and don’t come back. For your own safety.”

I’m sorry but I am really not a huge fan of guys who broke my heart. Petty? Ha! I’m young then, so this puppy love is drying but the memories don’t fade too fast. Letting him go home and turning our backs to him, the corner of my eye watching him opening his door and climbing to his car. Arnold gripping my hands, it’s as if we’ve never been in an argument. We’re ok again and again.

But this does not mean I’m with Arnold’s side. I am sandwiched between them. So I’ll be the senses and they’ll be the moving matter. If he ever comes back. Timmy. The guy who took the kiss which was only reserved for Arnold.