My Fake Boyfriend

ANG TAGAL bago bumalik sa normal ang tibok ng puso ko noong mangyari yun. Nag-confess siya ng love niya sa'kin. Hindi naman siya gano’n kasama. Sa unang tingin, guwapo siya. Hanggang ngayon naiisip ko pa rin. Baka hindi ako makatulog mamaya, kasi baka sumulpot siya sa panaginip ko, bangungutin pa ako. Pero okay lang. Kayang-kaya ko ito, basta ‘wag ko lang siya isipin. Kahit anong gawin niyang pagpapa-impress, hindi talaga ako mai-inlove sa kanya. Hindi ko rin siya finollow back sa i*******m. He must have been prepared for something beforehand, so there is nothing to worry about. I'm ready to go through life with my cool girl style. Siguro may inihanda siyang plano, kaya wala akong dapat ikabahala. Handa na akong harapin ang buhay na cool girl chic style. Pero... "Den, meron ka bang tissue? Kung wala, kukunin ko na lang para sa’yo." Sandali lang, nawala na rin yung manners niya. Sumusunod siya sa'kin parang multo, kahit dito sa CR. Hindi ko alam saan galing yung confidence niya, T

“OH MY GOSH! Like, I totally wanna be in jail right now, just to get caught by him, you know?”“Your wife is here.”“Itabi niyo akin na ito #TeamNathanielHere”Grabe, yung buong campus, walang tigil sa chikahan about kay Nathaniel.Habang nagi-scroll ako, may nakita akong comment sa page from someone with a photo of Inter Milan football as his profile photo:“Nathaniel is a close friend of mine, he's so low-key, no Facebook, no IG, no Twitter. It's important for you to know that he's not into all that spotlight stuff. He asked me to talk to the Admin of this page to immediately delete his photo.”So totoo nga yung sinasabi ng iba na ayaw niya talaga ng center of attention, Walang ere-ere, walang social media drama. Chill lang siya, like, walang halong keme.I'm raising a tarpapel now, na may nakalagay na “I love Nathaniel.”Hays, parang tanga.Right after school at three o'clock in the afternoon, me and my gang walked from the faculty of Law to the Faculty of Political Science because

THE STORY of Nathaniel's cell phone has been temporarily set aside because that won't be fixed in a day or two. If there is a chance, I am ready to argue with him again.Ngunit ngayon, may problema ako... Gutom na gutom na ako. Fortunately, this afternoon I had an appointment with my student code members for the second time to strengthen senior-junior relations. Students from our Law of Faculty are all handsome and beautiful people, so we went to a Japanese restaurant near the university to eat. Too bad that my friends couldn't get together because they went with their respective code members as well. So, I had to sit alone with the seniors."Denise! Bakit ka ba nandito nang maaga?"is a cute little boy with his braces. His name is Jericko. The very first time I saw him, I really wanted to flirt with him but unfortunately, he already has a girlfriend."Oh, sobrang gutom na ako. Haha!" I replied."Sige, hintayin na lang natin ang mga senior at junior year mentors natin. Ayun! Narito na

The opening day for club activities arrived. I tried to enter the crowd of new students who had gathered to fill the hall. Ngayon, kinakailangan naming magparehistro sa isang akademikong club in a certain amount of time before we can graduate soon. Wala pa ako naiisip kung anong club ako sasali, dahil patuloy na sumusunod sa akin si Adrian tulad ng isang uhaw na linta. It would be very good if I could avoid him. Ngunit sa halip na tulungan ako, iniwan ako ng mga kaibigan ko na nag-iisa at hindi alam kung saan magpaparehistro. Iniwan nila ako sa kahihiyan, habang sila'y nagpunta sa traditional medicine club upang magpa-foot massage. Iniwan nila akong nakatayo roon nang walang kaalam-alam kung sa anong club ako sasali. Hanggang sa nakita ko ang Ping Pong club, bigla akong nagkaroon ng pag-asa. "Hi..." "We're full!" Before I finished asking, they immediately cut off my words. Kung minamalas ka nga naman, oh. So I returned to an area where it was filled with people. This zone has the

WHEN I got back to our practice area after using the restroom, I thought we are done as well but... "Are you ready? Let's continue practicing." "Aren't we done yet?" "Today, we will complete the eight basic chords." Nakakainis naman. My fingers will break first before we finish the session. I want to cry. "Denise, for A minor, right fingertip on the 4th string and one on the 2nd." "Yes." It is karma to have short fingers as Nathaniel said. Can not reach what is destined for me. "Try playing." "I will do it." Trung~ "Wrong." "Umm." "Try again, Den. Try your best." I am trying! Ahh! I hate it. I want to go home. I don't want to play guitar anymore. "It's wrong when you play it like that. Press on the strings firmly. You are doing it as if you have no strength at all." The low voice that echoes is from Nathaniel who was sitting and watching me from afar. "I can't help it. Strings are too old and I am in pain." Then the guitar in my hand was openly taken by Nathaniel and rep