LOGINWHO?
After the Weird Dinner with the Trevors, Mum, Dad and Tyler’s parents Proceeded to discuss about Donating to our church and politics.
“Cariño why don’t you Show Tyler around We have a lot to discuss with Senator Trevor and his wife “ Mom announced.
“You could show him your Impressive collection of basketball books in the Library” Dad added, before they proceeded to the sitting room, I glanced at Trevor leaning on the wall far off with his hands folded.
“Are you coming or not?” I asked coldly. Tyler groaned dragging his legs behind me as I led him upstairs.
“I swear if you tell anyone about this, I’m going hard on you!” Tyler said coldly as we climbed up the stairs.
“Go hard on me? You’re not even my Type“ I scoffed opening the door of the library.
“Ewww” He twisted his face in disgust.
“What, You think the high priest doesn’t throw sexual jokes?. You and your team of bullies do that all the time” I replied leading him to where the shelves stood holding over a thousand books all of which I had read.
“Yh, you really are fill of Surprises … I didn’t think you fancied Such magazines” He said and my mind quickly went to the Magazine he had dropped on the floor at the locker room.
I turned to face him with a Snicker, He was slightly taller but I had a little flesh on me.
“Lets just say I have peculiar tastes” I replied wittily, This Dum Dum knows I’m into boys and still chose to Bully me… what really was his agenda.
“You’re not usually this talkative in school high priest… Your Father must have been mistaken” He said, referring to when Dad called me a shy man.
“Everyone has a reputation they try to build, even you I believe have a certain way you want to be seen. That’s why you bully people, you feel it makes you feel better than them” I fired back, Tyler raised his perfectly carved brows, which had a razor slash at the center, His brown eyes blazed with ridicule.
“So you think you’re better than me “ He mocked.
“Of course, You can’t accept the fact that your girlfriend likes me and so you project your insecurities on bullying me” I responded searching for a book on the basket ball collection part of the shelf.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about” He scoffed.
“You figured I don’t fancy her right?” I smiled, turning towards him with a book in my hands, something He would probably find interesting since His head was stuffed with it.
He frowned obviously Surprised at the Change In my demeanor.
He doesn’t respond, our eyes locked and I peered at him with furrowed brows.
“You figured I’m not Into girls, Right?” I asked, my voice a little hushed and I could see he was a bit shaken from my revelation, as if he couldn’t believe. But He was hearing from the horses mouth now.
“ You’re the Son of a Reverend, It’s such an Irony” He broke our eye contact snatching the book I held from my Hand and began walking to the table.
“And it’s Disgusting “ He added. Tyler stopped in front of the Table Opening the Book and going through it.
I walked towards him pulling out my phone from my pockets. I had to Confront him for these Emails he sent, because if It got out I’ll be ruined for life, our church too would suffer, our whole family would.
“Where did you get these pictures from?” I asked Dropping my phone in front of the book where he leaned.
He looked at the pictures, his eyes widened in surprise.
“Holy Crap!” He exclaimed clasping his mouth laughing. “Fuck! I would bet on my Life that this was either photo shopped or Ai… This can’t be you right?”.
His exclamation caught me off balance.
“You didn’t send the Emails?” I asked, my heart beat accelerating.
“What Emails?” He asked, confusion evidenced on his face… then it dawned on me, If it wasn’t Tyler who was sending these emails, Who ?.
TRUTH OR DARE For a few moments, everything was awkward. Eleanor sat comfortably on the mattress while Asher remained unusually quiet. Brian and Flora exchanged glances, both clearly aware of the tension, but neither knowing what to say. Flora stared hard at Eleanor's phone. “What?” Eleanor asked, smiling nervously when she noticed Flora staring at her phone like a zombie. “Your pouch? It's from Yoshi... right?” Flora asked. Eleanor laughed. “Yeah. It's their newest collection. I got it last week. Wanna check it out?” “Don't mind if I do...” Flora smiled, reaching for the phone in her hands. She examined the design for a moment before handing it back. Eleanor and Flora ended up talking about the design for almost an hour, and Eleanor even convinced Flora to order one of the new ones. When Elvis's phone finally died, he broke the silence among the guys while the girls were still doing their thing. “Okay, this is getting boring. Let's play Truth or Dare.” Eleanor's face imm
EXTRA ROOMMATE Asher walks over to the spot where Eleanor's tent stood and they were all outside the campfire roasting marshmallows and throwing jokes. One girl, Betty spots him and whispers " It's your boyfriend" in Eleanor's ears but it was loud enough for him to hear. " Hi Eleanor" he greets awkwardly. " Hi Ashy, you really couldn't stay away from me that long..." She teased. "Seems like you're having fun... Your group really looks lovely" he commented. " Yh, you should really come join us..." " Nah I was thinking we should stroll around and talk" Asher suggested. " That's Fine though" she responded then she yelled to her friends from afar. "I'm strolling with Ashy, I'll be back okay" she spoke in a high pitched bitchy tone as if showing off her boyfriend. "Yeah... Come back before it's 10:30 they responded. She grabbed his hands with a performative sweet smile as they started walking towards the side. After a minute of silence Asher asked. " So how did th
GROUP SWITCH UP Brian looked at him suspiciously. “Who do you have in mind?” “Eleanor.” Asher said. Brian's eyes widened. “How, Why?.” Asher frowned. “Why not?” “Because it's not possible,” Brian said. “She already has a group. You think she's just going to leave them and come to ours?” Asher glanced in Eleanor's direction. She was standing with her group a few metres away, talking to one of the girls. “We can ask her.” “Ask her, yes. But don't expect her to say yes.” Elvis, who had been quietly standing beside them, looked between the three of them. “What's going on?” Brian immediately shot him a look. “Mind your business.” He couldn't hide the fact that He was jealous that Elvis suddenly became close to Him and switched to Asher once he noticed they were not in speaking terms. Elvis raised both hands. “Okay, okay.. it's just a harmless question.” Asher sighed. “There's an issue,” he explained. “I just wanted to check Eleanor's phone while we're her
THE FIFTH MEMBER Mrs. Chris stepped forward, clapping her hands to get everyone's attention. “Alright, everyone. Before we begin the activities, we need to get to the campsite.” A few students looked around. “Campsite?” Steve asked. “Yes,” Mr. Derek replied. “We'll be hiking to higher ground, a little farther away from the waterfall. That's where we'll set up camp.” A collective groan went through the students. “You said this was an excursion, not a workout!” Gary one of Tyler's friends complained. Mrs. Chris laughed. “Consider it part of the experience.” Mr. Mark raised his tiny bell. “Stay with your assigned groups. Nobody wanders off, and nobody gets ahead of the teachers.” The students reluctantly began gathering their bags. Asher adjusted his backpack and looked up at the trail ahead. It stretched through thick greenery, winding between trees and large rocks. Brian appeared beside him. “You ready?” Asher looked at the trail. “Do I have a choice
A TASTE OF FREEDOM The alarm went off earlier than usual. Asher's eyes opened immediately. For a few seconds, he stared at the ceiling, still half-asleep. Then he remembered. The school trip. He sat up so quickly that his blanket fell to the floor. Today was the day. A grin spread across his face. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this excited about anything involving school. For years, school trips had meant watching his friends leave while he stayed behind because his parents considered them unnecessary and unsafe. But this time was different. He was actually going. Asher jumped out of bed and hurried toward his wardrobe. By the time he came downstairs, his backpack was already packed, his hair was neatly combed, and he was wearing the clothes he'd carefully picked out the night before. His mother looked up from the dining table. She stared at him. Then at the clock. "It's barely six in the morning." Asher smiled. "I know." "You woke up this early vo
THE SCHOOL TRIP Two weeks passed quickly.The school trip was finally approaching.By Thursday afternoon, the entire school seemed to be talking about nothing else.Students discussed what they were packing, who they would share tents with, and all the activities they were planning to do once they arrived at the campsite.Asher, however, had something else on his mind. Apart from the Flora and Tyler issue. He was still skeptical about his parents response to the School Trip to a waterfall and it was only for a day.His phone rang while he was packing his clothes.“Hello?”“Ashy.”He immediately recognized Jane's voice.“What's up?”“Don't tell me you've forgotten.”Asher paused.“Forgotten what?”“Our plan.”He frowned.Then it clicked.“The school trip and Eleanors phone.”“Exactly.”Jane sounded relieved.“I thought you were getting distracted.”“I haven't forgotten.”“Good. Because once you get that phone, we might finally know whether Eleanor has anything to do with those emails.
Revisiting the Past My grip on my phone tightened impulsively. The device felt heavier than usual, and my heart pounded so loudly I swore Sean could hear it through the line. “Hello.” Sean’s deep, velvet voice came again. “H-hey, Sean… it’s Asher,” I stammered nervously. “I know,” he replied
REVISITING THE PAST “Wait, let me get this straight… Someone sent you this email this morning, and you thought it was me?” Tyler asked. I collapsed on the nearest chair weakly… thoughts running through my head. “Yes” I groaned. I didn’t need a psychologist to know he wasn’t the one. Besides he
OLD WOUNDS.“Woah! Wait, let me get this straight… Someone sent you this email this morning, and you thought it was me?” Tyler asked. I collapsed on the nearest chair weakly… thoughts running through my head.“Yes” I groaned Weakly. I didn’t need a psychologist to know he wasn’t the one. Besides he
HOVERING SINSI paced around my room, still holding on to my phone with sweaty palms. The photo on the screen felt unreal… It was a picture of me and my ex sitting on the couch shirtless, with his hands inside my shorts.I recognised the scene. It was at the Sterling’s house party back when we were







