I look at the chat. I go to Ender's contact and see whether he has texted me. Nope, he hasn't. Did he forget all about me? Does he no longer think of me? Why does it always have to be girls, missing the boys? Cannot boys miss girls? Cannot they text first? But, Ender, he is really different. He rarely acts like those boys, those regular boys who I always get to see and hear about. And when he said to me, "Amicia Darcy, would you by any chance sing with me at Rocca's shindig? I need a female singer and you can sing so well." I readily agreed. That's when I realised that my name has a value and my singing skill has a value. All because he said those nice words to me.

As days passed, Amicia became Aimee to him and Ender became Thunder to me. We sang and also hang, out together. But, he was older than me. He was in College and I, had to graduate High School. I could not find the time to talk to him. But still, I texted to him and explained all about my situation and he did seem to understand. One day, I found some time and I went to hang out with him. Then, I felt so angry because he teased me saying that I used to get detention for pranking the school snob who I was jealous of. Then, I walked away without talking to him.

He approached me and said, "It was just a joke, Amicia Franklin." Franklin was his last name. I was so shocked. He called my first name with his last name. He then confessed to me that he liked me. I told him that I was a girl who believed in marriages of suitors chosen by parents and I liked him as a friend and not in an amorous way. I also told him that I would be in big trouble if anyone found out that he hung out with me with such an intention. Was he angry with me for that? He did not seem so. He respected my feelings.

Still, I like him as a friend. I cherished our friendship. I missed him a lot. Didn't he miss me? If he did, he might have the faith that I'll see his message and reply once I get time, but he did not even enquire if I'm alive or dead for these weeks or almost a month? Didn't I be that good friend who he expected me to be? Did I break his heart? Did I make a mistake? Even if I did not text him, I miss him. And I'm not texting him because I want to know whether he misses me just like how much I do? Even though he's nor in my chat, he's in my thoughts so badly that I have the hope that he'd text me, and if he did, I text back, "I'm sorry on behalf of time. Please forgive me." And I shall sing my chorus of apology to him.

"You were like the pen for my book

And I thought of you, only if you could look

I cannot find words that are perfectly sublime

To sing this song, but I have to grab the hook

And say, I'm sorry on behalf of time.

I'm sorry on behalf of time.

I'm really sorry on behalf of time."