Tomorrow came and Rogie was gone. The principal had visited our class and personally announced Rogie's departure. I just did not expect her to denouce bullying at school. With all those years, I thought bullying was normal in the academy for even the administration did not bother to defend the bullied. "It was Rogie's plea. He wanted to stop the bullying system in the academy," the principal admitted when I asked why she denounce bullying. My brow raised. He stopped the system when he was gone. Great. I should not question it, right? He was the master bully. Of course, he must stop the system because he'll transfer and he'll build another bullying system in another place. I huffed. What a perfect story.While walking back to the classroom, I could not erase Rogie's face in my mind. Especially his crying face. I sighed and shook my head. I chose to be silent for that entire morning. Later that day, our adviser announced the annual PTA meeting next week. It was mandatory for the pare
He failed to hug me the second time. "She's not someone who you should think about, Sydnee." But I turned around and looked at the horizon while my arms were crossed against my chest. I did not know why my heart pound with constant pain. I found it hard to breathe. Anthony hugged me from behind. My heart skipped a beat. And it pounded faster than usual. I gulped hard and whispered, "Tomorrow. I'll go back home tomorrow."HUMID air danced across me as I watched the little nipa hut at the distant. Anthony had dropped me here earlier. I just did not want my parents to think that I stayed with my teacher while I was away. That idea would freak them out. I breathe sharply and took a step ahead. Little by litle, my insides curled. I was not really ready to face them, but I wanted to get Anthony's approval. I knew that he wanted me to reconcile with my parents. There's a hard pound in my chest, and then it quicken and quicken until I was out of breathe. I stopped in my tracks to breathe
I ran and ran away from that horrendous hut. I did not stop until I reached a clearing. That's where I realized that I was standing on a cliff overlooking the city. Sweats beaded my forehead and some even trailed down my cheeks. With labored breathe, I tried to stand upright and look at the blue expanse of the sky. Then, without thinking, I shouted in the top of my lungs. I did not just shout, I wailed. Tears brimmed in my eyes and after a while, they ran on my check like a flowing river. My body shook. Fervent. Like a rattling of roof during a heavy rain. My chest hurt. And I had a minute of doubt to what Anthony said that I hated my mother. If I hate her, then why I was here, wailing under the scorching heat of the afternoon sun? The wind blew cold against my damp skin. My body's shuddering diminish after awhile and I had to look around for some seat. And I saw bench not far from where I was standing. I took a deep breathe before I strode towards that white thing. I was alone o
"Calm down," was all I could mutter as I stole a glance at the railing. Did I ever think of jumping on that odd cliff?Anthony was still in rage when we arrive at his house. I kept my mouth shut as I climbed my way to the stairs but I halted when he called my name. I was in the middle of the stairs. I turned ahead and looked down on Anthony who was squinting his eyes on me while his arms were folded against his chest. "Come here," he said. I could not figure out if he was still mad but the fine creased of his forehead told me that he was still upset. I gulped hard and descended down the stairs. I stopped in front of him and I did not bother to tip my head back to look at him. I heard him sigh. My body tensed when he reached for my shoulders and pulled me close to him. After a few seconds, I found myself hugging him back. His strong arms were around me and sometimes, his hands rubbed the small of my back and my nape to help ease the tension in my body. I relaxed in his hold. "Tell
I nodded and did as what I was told. But before I hopped in, I looked around and no one was watching us. Then Anthony strode in front and entered the driver's door. He drove the car out of the academy and onto the highway. The afternoon breeze entered the car as I rolled down the glass of the passenger's window. I closed my eyes and savored the chilly wind caressing my exposed face. "Where do you want to eat?" Anthony asked in a sudden. I opened my eyes and look over my shoulder where I saw the side of his face. He was facing the road ahead. I brought my face back outside the window and shrugged my shoulders. "We will be eating outside?" I asked. "Yes." My eyes trailed on the stall of finger foods beside the dusty road. "What if someone from the academy see us eating together?" It took him a few seconds before he spoke again, "Another town then." And before I could protest, he speed up the car towards the outskirt of the town, driving farther from the business district where the
"You hate me for not telling the truth?" I snorted. "Not at all. I was just upset but I don't blame you either. I was just a peasant living in your house and you're not obliged to reveal yourself wholly to me. My reaction was just..." I trailed off. "Some outburst. No hard feelings." He sighed after he heard my words. "Glad to know that. But don't think of yourself as a peasant. You're not a peasant." A smile crept onto the side of his lips. "And we arrived. Welcome to a part of my life, Sydnee." And true to his words, the car halted to a stop.The restaurant he was talking about was the grandest restaurant I've seen in my entire life. I gaped in shock. Golden lights shone in each lamppost and guards were standing and roaming around the whole building. I saw the great signage and the blue hues from inside shone before my eyes. We walked towards the huge entrance of the building. The guards near the door snapped their heads in our direction. Seconds later, they stood erect and greet
My gaze lowered on the wooden floor. "Maybe I am. Ever since father was put to prison, I came to loathe places like this." "Why?" "My mother." I inhaled sharply. "She loved places like this. And I could not stand this kind of... kind of wealth." I brought my gaze up and I met his. My eyes squinted, glazed. "Anthony, who really are you?" Silence passed between us and he turned his head sideways, avoiding my gaze. He then spoke words that brought me to my knees. "I am the Duke Regent, the high ruler of Consolacion."Even if I did not plan to, I wept in front of Anthony. He was taken aback by my outburst and he hastily helped me to stand up. "Sydnee," he cooed and pulled me to his embrace. His arms wrapped around me and I felt the warmth he brought to my body. "Don't cry." "You are a duke," I whispered, barely audible. My fingers curled on his chest. "How did you end up in my town disguising as my math teacher?" He broke away from the hug and stared at my face before he said, "I'm ju
"But I heard that you release him from prison recently." Lisa's father snorted. "Rogie won't marry my daughter unless I release that bastard. Ask your good godson, Lady Geneva." The woman whose name was Geneva turned to Rogie. "Is that true?" Rogie nodded and did not say anything. Lady Geneva squinted her eyes on me. "Girl, you are very brave. I applaud you for standing in front of us. But Rogie had married Lisa. And they will live under one roof from now on." "No." Rogie shook his head. "I won't live with Lisa and that's final." Rogie's father squinted his eyes. "She stood in front of officials. It's a disrespect, son. Do you want Sydnee to be punished or you'll live with Lisa?" I felt Rogie tensed at his father's words. I gulped hard. Before one of us could protest, someone entered the partisan and stood beside me. "Sydnee is just a kid who knows nothing. Please excuse her disrespect to the rulers of this land." I looked sideways at Anthony. There was no smile nor a sign of