“All right, Kuya!”
“Kuya, let me join you in your motorbike!”
I stood up and bid my farewell. I walked away from there and bought a juice on my way out before walking myself to home. I forgot that I didn’t have extra money with me.
It was already late when I reached home. I stared at my phone and tried to contact Grant but to no avail.
I hang up immediately and place my phone inside my pocket.
While walking, I heard a guy’s voice near the garbage. I went near to where the voice is and I was surprised to see a guy, as if shocked as to why he’s in the trash.
Or was he mentally ill?
When his eyes caught me, he smiled at me.
I was wondering why he’s dress that way.
He’s wearing old clothes probably centuries ago. He has a long hair and is very good-looking. “Such a pity if he’s mentally ill…” I whispered to myself.
“M-me? W-what? Mentally ill? Are you crazy?” he shouted at my face. Maybe he’s not mentally ill, just… out of fashion.
He looked as awkward as he stated, “Can I go with you?” My eyes widened at his statement. I knew it, he’s a rapist!
“No! You can’t possible come with me.” I screamed and run as fast as I could. His eyes also widened at that and he tried to chase me.
“Wait up, miss! I need your help. I’m begging you.”
“Are you out of your mind?” I shouted and ran faster, “Stop chasing me!” I went left and used the shortcut way to our home.
I looked back to see if he was still chasing me but I stopped my track to see that he was gone. I felt my surrounding and went inside the house. A pinch in the cheek is what I got.
“You’re late again! Look at yourself, Sid. You look like… Tsk. Hurry up and take a bath. Eat before you sleep.”
“Yes, Mama. Thank you.” I entered my round and did what I had to do. I also ate and brush my teeth before resting on my bed.
I got my phone and tried to text Grant, aren’t he even worried about me?
Does he even remember me?
Me: Hi Grant, are you asleep now?
I asked. After quite some time, I’ve received a reply so my smile was so big and bright.
Grant: Yes, I’m already sleeping by now.
I smiled even more and slightly laugh at his playful remark.
Me: Will you go to school tomorrow?
Grant: Yes, Good night.
Me: Goodnight, Grant. Sweet dreams…
I shook my head as I turn off my phone.
I also turned off the lights and covered myself with the comforter.
I remember the guy a while ago.
Am I going to tell Mama about it? What if he’s a bad person and killed me? At least Mama would have a clue as to who’s my murderer.
I slapped my forehead at how ridiculous my thoughts are. I may be overthinking…
I heaved a sigh and started to close my eyes until I was lost in my sleep.
“Sid, fix your necktie. Make yourself look presentable, not that you look one…” Mama stated and she went near me; she fixed my necktie for me. Do I really look like a war freak just because of my necktie?
“Now, you look more decent.” Mama continued after he fixed my necktie.
“Is Daya ready, Ma?” I asked and we went out of my room.
“I’m not really sure because when I tried to wake her up a while ago, she just wouldn’t wake up. You can go ahead first.” I nodded at that and headed out first.
When I reach at school, I hurriedly went at our room. There were just a few of us so I seated at the last row where I am assigned to sit.
It’s kind of annoying that I always get assigned to sit at the last row. I don’t really care about the seating arrangement but in every recitation, I am always called first because I have the surname next to letter Z.
I felt my phone vibrated and I fished it on my pocket. It was Sarah, my girl friend.
Sarah: I’m near the gate. Wait for me at the entrance, please.
I shook my head and didn’t bother to reply. I stood up and went straight at the entrance to wait for her. My eyes widened when I’m about to come across Grant.
He’s walking towards the room still wearing his poker face, hands on the pocket and a lollipop in mouth.
I was panting hard when we were about to meet. My heart is beating excruciatingly as if it’s on a race.
What am I supposed to do? Should I greet him? What if he’d ignore me? I pouted and continued walking, I’d greet him, and at least I tried.
"Hello, Grant. Good morning." I greeted with a smile but he just continued walking as if he didn’t heard me so I just stared at him as he entered the room and was out of my sight. I could still hear from here the scream of my girl classmates.
I turned my back and started walking towards the entrance to wait for Sarah. After quite some minutes, she’s finally here.
“Hello, Sid! Why do you look so sad at this early morning?” she’s laughing why she asked me that. She raised her hand and acted to give me a high five but I just rolled my eyes. She placed her arm over my shoulder and we walked towards the classroom.
"What's the matter?" She asked and I couldn’t answer but a deep breath. I shook my head.
Sarah has been my friend since the eighth grade when she transferred at this school. We became close in an instant. She’s way prettier compare to me; with her natural wavy hair that doesn’t need to be curled, his tiny pointed nose, small and thin lips and soft face.
She’s also tall, almost as tall as me.
She pinched my at my waist when she didn’t get an answer with me, “Was it Grant again? Did he ignore you again?” She asked me. Aside from being beautiful, they are also rich. Her bags are all designer’s bags, her make ups, clothes…
“Yes, as usual. He didn’t even gave me a look and greeted me back” I stated with a wryly smile. She used her hands to make my lips form into a smile.
“You look like a duck when you pout, it doesn’t look good on you. Smiling suits you more.” she stated while laughing and pulled me towards the classroom.
As we entered the classroom, a lot were already there. Sarah seated at the first row and me, on the last row. I take a look at Grant’s seat before I seated on my chair.
My eyes caught the tons of gift beside the empty chair of Grant, maybe they were given by his fans.
I suddenly wonder the feeling when a lot of people admire you… a lot of people would look up to you and they’ll give you a lot of attention.
Maybe it’s overwhelming… and hard.
“Where’s Sid?” I stared at the door when I heard my name. I creased my forehead and my classmates pointed me.The guy went near me. He’s a grade twelve student. He placed a small box in my table, “Someone wants to give you this.” Then he’s gone.He’s really weird, ever since. He goes to our room twice a week to give something to me. If not food, then it would be a flower and he won’t tell me who’s giving it.I only know two things about him- he’s Raphael Sabante and he’s weird. I shook my head and wondered what it is this time.The teacher was late for a minute but started to the teacher right away before the discussion ended, she even asked me a question as to which I haven’t answered.I don’t mind anyway, what’s important is to pass. I don’t need high marks.I couldn’t help but stare at Grant’s seat once again, and I was surprised to see that he’s also looking at me, with a lollipop still in his mouth. Grant… I really do not know how his brain works…I swallowed hard because I couldn
I was shocked to see a guy’s back. I see we have a visitor today. I noticed my sister staring at the guy smilingly, so I creased my forehead. I sat down and placed my bag on the table.My eyes widened when I saw the face of our visitor, “What are you doing here?” I screamed at his face.He stopped eating and stared back at me. His eyes widened at the realization, “Hello!” I twisted my lips involuntarily because of that; don’t tell me that he doesn’t know what hello means.“Why are you shouting Sid? Sit down and calm down, will you? Don’t treat a visitor that way. We should actually be thankful to him.” Mama defended the guy as she seated beside Daya.“What’s your problem, Sis,” Daya asked.I chose to ignore her and asked Mama, “What do you mean, Ma?”Daya is now staring at the guy while eating. I promise my face must be looking so awkward right now. He looks like he hasn’t eaten for days and is very hungry.“I went to the market a while ago and on my way home, I passed by the park. I
She met his gaze and eyed him with the same intensity. The prince got affected because those eyes seem so familiar to him, like he saw it before, in a place he couldn’t recall.But he was certain that was the first time he saw her eyes because of their encounter in the forest, she was avoiding his gaze big time.“I order you to tell me their language here. Why don’t I know that?” He asked her. The mysterious girl chuckled, “You’re a prince, but then you don’t have an idea about their language. That’s why you get from always escaping from the palace instead of reading.”He raised his brows on her, “What did you say again? Did you just say that a prince like me doesn’t know a thing?” He shouted and his eyes turned red, an indication that he’s mad. He felt his hands freezing but the mysterious girl is gone and Sid appeared.“Hey moron, what are you doing right here, and why are you talking by yourself? Are you finally out of your mind?” Sid asked him. His hands stopped forming ice spears
We just finished having our dinner. I am also done taking a bath and do the things that I need to do. I sat down at the bed and got the box that Grant gave me.I automatically smiled at the thought of Grant. I opened the box and saw a necklace with a snow pendant."Whoa, it’s cute!” I took a selfie and sent it to Grant with a caption of: Thank you for this cute necklace, Grant. I appreciate.I screamed in romantic excitement, I’m sure I’m blushing right now. Who wouldn’t be when your crush gave you a gift?My phone vibrated and I saw his reply: That’s not the necklace that I gave you.I frowned and replied: What do you mean? This is the necklace inside the box.”Grant: The pendant isn’t snow, its love.I blushed at that, love as in heart? Why would he give me such?Me: Love as in a heart shaped pendant?Grant: No, let’s talk tomorrow.Me: Okay. Goodnight, Grant!”I removed the necklace right away and returned it to the box. I stood up and walked outside the house and I’m about to throw
Mama told her to use her car since it’s her day off. She asked me to drop off Daya first and I’ll accompany Triton. I nodded because it’s a hassle to commute.But Mom’s decision must be changed by some bad spirits because she told us that Triton would drive the car. I glared at Triton, “You? Are you sure you know how to drive?” I asked speculatively. He nodded and stared back at me, “I know how to drive, are you doubting me? Don’t you trust me?” I rolled my eyes in annoyance. What’s up with that guy?We rode the car silently, I mean, I was silent but Daya and he were talking.”Daya was seated in the front seat anyway. When we were already at the entrance of the school, I heard Daya with her annoying voice trying to act cute, “Kuya Triton, could you accompany me till my room? Because my teacher might get mad because I’m late.” I rolled my eyes to that and interrupted, “Daya, your class starts at 8:30 AM and it’s still 7:40 AM so you’re still early for class.”She eyed me but I didn’t
She playfully poked my waist, “I don’t believe you. Introduce me to him, Sid. He’s so hot.” She whispered to me her last words which made us giggle.Our girl classmates are all silently screaming and staring dreamily at Triton as he stood in front, “Good morning, everyone. My name is Triton Samonte. I hope we can be friends.” He showed his killer smile which made my classmates giggle.“You’re so attractive!”“Marry me, Triton!”“You’re such a catch!”“I think that you’re already the hotdog to my breadpan!”I smiled wryly as I heard them saying nonsense things, really people?“Listen everyone,” Ma’am shouted which made them shut their mouth but it was still obvious that they were talking about him.I felt that someone was looking at me so I turned to my left, only to catch Grant staring intently at me. When I caught him, he avoided my gaze and look in front.I pouted and whispered to myself, “You’re still my one and only, Grant.” But unfortunately Sarah heard me and slapped my hard on m
Sarah really sucks at acting and I could say right away that she was lying. I hissed.“Should we go there instead?” asked Grant, pointing at the table adjacent to us. “It seems like no one’s seated there so we wouldn’t be a bother to them.”But Triton was quick to ask the students passing by to sit at the table and buy whatever they want and that he would pay.What the actual fuck?And the girls, being girls, was easily swayed by his charm.What the actual fuck of fuck?So what is he doing? He's being weird. If I know that he’s in the mood to treat, then I should have asked him to pay for my food instead.He seated on his seat, “That table is now taken. No one will leave this table.” His voice was shouting danger.Sarah was laughing out loud like she was entertained by what’s happening, “Shall we eat now?” She asked in a bright smile.“What do you mean that the eldest son of the King is still alive? How sure are you with that information?” The King of Hanyang asked Prime Minister Jang
Triton was glaring annoyingly at the car in front of him, because he couldn’t make Yveon go with him. She chose Grant over him. What does that man have that he do not? She’s even giggling while she talks to him.“Dear prince, you should be driving smoothly or else you’d be involved in an accident,” He shook his head and answered without leaving his eyes on the card in front, “What do you want?”The mysterious girl comfortably seated and removed the cloth covering her face. He faced her and it was the first time he had seen her face. She’s so gorgeous.“I just want to inform you that it’s forbidden to use your powers in this realm, because the more you use it, the greater the chance of your death. Whenever you use your power, you are becoming weak.” And that made the Prince frown.“What do you mean by that? And how did you know th