MasukThree months later . . . . . "You are like a sunflower glowing under the morning sun, with the radiance of a fish skin under the moonlight." I felt myself smile as I heard him. I was used to this by now; it was Walter after all. His compliments were always so...innovative. One time, I heard him te
My heart was about to break out of my ribcage; that was the only logical explanation I had for the wild beating in my chest right now. Time seemed to move too slow – even though it was barely five seconds since I rang the doorbell, it seemed like five years to me. The door finally creaked open, rev
'We got that' "Hood love," we sang along, voices loud. 'We got that' "Good love." 'We got that' "Hot love..." 'Make me make...' "Boy you make me make bad decisions," I sang, grinding on Sam, with her behind me. "Oh Lord, save me from temptation," she said dramatically – her hands on my waist
"I like Jake," I remarked offhandedly. "Yeah, I figured when you were ogling him at the start of the movie," he chirped between chuckles, earning a playful shove from me. Although, I couldn't quite help the chuckle that escaped my lips as well. But when the throaty sounds died down, however, I found
"Hey, you screamed first," I protested between laughs, with him echoing the throaty sound from beside me; the both of us reminiscing our first rollercoaster ride together. "I only did it because I knew you wanted to scream, so I took the first initiative," he answered, even adding a duh expression.
Hawk . . . . . 'Holland and I couldn't work out anymore because...she isn't the one I'm in love with.' Thinking about it again just made me want to bang my head on the wall for being so lame. What was she – a programmer? So, what was with the encrypted message that I gave? Why didn't I just tell h
"Thanks," I answered, smiling back. "But Stephanie always drops me off." "Oh," she said, looking kind of surprised at that piece of information, which was pretty strange because I was pretty sure it's a known fact around here that I always rode with Stephanie. But this was Holland after all
Poor CClara, she was already looking dreYolanda eyed at the possibility of listening to Kevin recite poetry. If only she knew. But at the moment, there was someone else in a worse situation than CClara and Kimmy; someone whose face was caught in a half-smile, half, -cry look as he listened to CClara
He shuddered visibly at the thought, and I shook my head softly at his dramatics. "Oh, come on, it can't be that bad. It's not like she's going to butcher you alive or something." "I'll prefer if she did that. Remember when you told me she might have other interests asides jotting down study n
"Juliette?" I echoed, to which he nodded. "I've been trying to get a hold of her since yesterday. I tried calling, texting, but I just can't get through to her. I've been searching for her all day but she's nowhere to be found. It's almost as if she's hiding or something." You got that right.







