Orphan
“Xander!”
I smiled when he turned to look at me. He leaned into his car as he stared at me. He smiled when our eyes met.
Today’s my first day as a college student. While he’s in his third year. I begged my parents to allow me to go to the same university as him. They let me in the end since they knew Xander would be there, too.
Xander and I have been friends since we were kids. Our parents are friends so we became close friends as well. And since then, I have liked him more than just a friend.
No, like is an understatement. I’m pretty sure I’m in love with him. I don’t see myself being with another man except him. Though I do have tons of suitors since high school, I don’t have an interest in any of them. My heart and mind are fixed on Xander. And I will do everything so he’d love me back.
I hugged him. He chuckled and patted the top of my head. I glared at what he did.
“Stop doing that, I’m not a kid. Can’t you see I’ve become a woman now?”
“To me, you’re still a kid who use to cry when teased.”
I rolled my eyes but still smiled later on. I’m suddenly reminded of those days. I use to visit the Del Rio mansion every afternoon to play with him. It’s still the same now. I still go to their mansion, to talk and hang out with him.
“Ready for school?”
“Of course!”
I couldn’t stop myself from staring at him from the passenger’s seat. I always get fascinated by his set of deep brown eyes. Every time he looks at me, my heart would always skip a beat. I still can’t get used to his effect on me until now.
All eyes were on us the moment we stepped into the school grounds. The girls eyed him with awe and desire. I can also feel the boys’ gazes on me. I’m new here, that’s understandable. And I bet it’s the first time they saw this kind of face.
I always get that kind of look wherever I go and I’m used to it. Being one of the richest families in the province made us live like celebrities too. We constantly attend social parties where successful businessmen gather and it’s probably one of the reasons why ordinary people recognize us wherever we go.
It doesn’t matter anyway. Truth is, I like it. I love all the attention people are giving us.
“Loving the attention, huh?” Xander smirked.
My brow shot up and I smirked at him. He knows me. We’ve been friends since time immemorial so he knows me that much. I know him too well too.
“I live for it,” I held his arms as we graced our way toward the school grounds.
Envy and jealousy are written all over the faces of the girls who noticed what I did. I smirked inwardly. That's right, bitches. He’s mine, so back off.
He escorted me to my first class after a short program to welcome us freshmen in the gymnasium.
The first day wasn’t that hectic. It was easy making friends too because some of my classmates are the ones who approached me. Most of them were boys, though.
Some girls talked to me except a typical group in my class. I didn’t mind them even if it was obvious they were talking about me. Oh well, that’s how it is. All eyes are usually on the newbies.
“Is it true you’re friends with Alexander Del Rio?”
I lifted my gaze when a seatmate asked that. She has this innocent and curious look on her face. The girl next to her looked at me too, waiting for an answer from me.
If I remember right, their names are Elize and Maisie. The one who asked me that was Maisie.
“Yup, since we were kids.”
She nodded and turned to look at the other girl while smiling. I stared at them curiously.
“Why?”
“He’s quite popular, especially to girls not just in the Architecture department. Even girls from other programs like him.”
“So?”
I know that. That was why I insisted on studying here because of that. If they think I will be afraid just because a lot of girls are eyeing Xander, think again.
“N-Nothing. We just saw you with him that’s why most of the students probably know you by now.”
“I don’t mind. I’m used to it.”
Our conversation was cut off when the professor came in. Everyone fell silent when the discussion started.
“We’re just worried the students from the higher batch would bother you just because you know Xander personally,” Maisie whispered.
I didn’t say anything and continued to listen to the discussion. Well, if they can.
“Wanna join us for lunch?” Maisie asked when the class ended.
Elize was silent beside her. I took a glimpse of my phone to see any replies from Xander. I asked him to join me for lunch but he said he was not done with class yet.
‘You go ahead and eat first. I’ll just pick you up later class.’ - Xander
I smiled at them both and nodded. Elize looked at me and smiled.
All eyes were on us when we went into the cafeteria. Wow, I didn’t expect Xander to have a lot of fans in his school. I ignored the women eyeing me. I went straight to a vacant table at the center.
“Now you get what I meant, right?” Maisie noted smirking while secretly surveying the whole place.
“Just ignore them. That was the first time they saw Xander with a girl that’s why they’re curious about you,” Elize said in a serious tone while playing with her food.
“I told you, I don’t mind. Xander and I are friends and they can’t change that fact no matter what they do.”
They nodded in satisfaction. I smirked and continued eating. Some boys went to our table to introduce themselves. I politely entertained them while Maisie and Elize were both silent while watching me.
Our table became busy for a while until most of the boys bid their goodbyes and went back to their tables.
“I once saw you in a magazine. I just had second thoughts if that was you.”
“Yup. It was me. That was way back in high school.”
Some of the boys who approached me left already while one stayed to talk a bit more. If I remembered it clearly, he’s Lance Montenegro.
He smiled at my confirmation. I started my modeling gigs when I was in high school. My parents were against it at first because for them it’s dangerous but I was able to persuade them.
“Wow. I didn’t know you were into modeling too.”
“It’s just a hobby,” I smiled.
Lance talked to me for a while before finally saying goodbye. It was almost one in the afternoon and he said he still has class. That’s when I noticed Maisie and Elize’s shocked expressions.
“That was why you were familiar,” Elize said in awe.
I chuckled at both of them. We stayed for a little while before we decided to go to our next class.
They were one of the few who showed me they were real. That was why I became comfortable with them in an instant.
“But did you know that besides Xander there is another man who’s popular with girls here?”
Maisie got my attention with what she said. There are a lot of good-looking guys here, I admit. But for me, no one would compare to Xander. Well at least for me.
“Who?”
“His name is Santi. You don’t know him? He’s friends with Xander.”
My brows furrowed with the name. Xander has a lot of friends whom I have met already but I don’t remember meeting someone named Santi. Maybe a new friend?
“He studies here too,” Elize said.
“His full name?”
“Santiago Lopez.”
“Hmm, Santiago Lopez,” I murmured.
I know of the Lopezes here. They’re the owner of LHR in Baler. Does that mean he’s related to the Lopezes of Baler?
“You mean the Lopezes of LHR?”
“They’re the owner of the biggest chains of hotels and resorts in Aurora, right?”
Elize looked at me seriously. It seems she wanted to say something but is refraining.
“What is it?” I probed.
She sighed.
“I don’t know if it’s true. But there’s a rumor he’s not accepted by the Lopezes because he’s an illegitimate child. His grandmother took him in and raised him. He’s an orphan so...”
I nodded.
“Really? So how was he able to study here then?”
I raised a brow.
“He’s a scholar. What's amazing about him is that he’s smart and mysterious.”
Xander picked me up that afternoon after class. I smiled at him when I went out of the classroom. Elize and Maisie went home first since they’d been picked up too.
My smile faded when I notice he was not alone while waiting for me.
A rough and stern-looking man stood beside him. Their build and frame are almost the same. Only this man’s physique is more defined and ragged. His sunburned skin defined that image even more. His expression is hard and serious. Thick eyebrows, dark brown eyes, and a pointed nose. His lips seemed to be the only soft part of him.
I looked at Xander, confused. He cleared his throat and turned to the man standing beside him.
“This is Santi by the way. He’s coming with us because we need to finish something. I don’t think you remember him.”
“No, I don’t.”
“You’ve met him in the mansion before. But you were still so young back then so I doubt you remember,” he smiled.
“Oh, really.”
I turned to look at Santi but his expression remained the same. I smiled at him a little to ease the awkwardness I’m feeling with his stares. But he stayed that way. Then he looked away.
“Are we not going yet?” He asked Xander as if he was so bored.
I gulped in embarrassment. I didn’t wait for Xander’s reply and went to the parking lot first.
I didn’t expect him to be this arrogant. For someone poor and an orphan like him, he still dares to be arrogant in front of me? Who does he think he is to ignore and embarrass me like that?
I was fuming mad as I wait inside the car. How dare he? Oh gosh, why am I beating myself up because of trash like him?
I may not remember how I met him before, but one thing’s for sure. I don’t like him. And I don’t think I ever will.
To be continued...
Brat I woke up early the next morning for my first class. Xander texted me that he couldn’t pick me up early since his first class would start later in the afternoon. I decided to drive my car on my way to school. I have familiarized myself with the road so I wouldn’t have any problem going there. I shivered when the cold wind kissed my skin. The rainy season is approaching and the weather is starting to get chilly. The streets are still filled with fog even when it’s seven in the morning already. I slowed down when I couldn’t see the road because of it. Later on, the fog faded. I noticed a figure walking on the streets. He’s wearing our school uniform. My brows furrowed when I tried to see who it is. It was that man from yesterday. That Santiago Lopez. His hands are in his pockets while walking in an almost striking way. I suddenly remembered what happened at the sight of him. The mere thought of him embarrassing me still angers me until now. I was just trying to be polite to him
Afraid I jolted with the loud sound of the water when Xander jumped from a big rock. I laughed at him when his face turned red from the impact of his dive. This is what he meant when he said he’ll make it up to me – a picnic date in a waterfall within their land. The Del Rio’s owned a vast land here in Malolos. They also own the biggest Food Manufacturing company in the whole province. Most of their properties were inherited from their grandfathers who are natives here in Malolos. I heard his ancestors were not well off back then during the war. But they managed to grow their business to what it is now with the help of his grandmother, Donya Esmeralda Zalduaga Del Rio. I don’t know his family’s history. And all I know about them is everything I heard from my parents. Ever since my family moved here, we became good friends with the Del Rio’s. And as an only child, I have been close to their family ever since. Tita Alondra and Tito Thomas are very fond of me. It is maybe because th
Confess The staff greeted me politely upon reaching the stable. They have known me since I was a kid. Most of the trustees of the Del Rios have been serving them for a long time, even before my family got here. If there are new people, if they are not my age, they already know me because I have often wandered here since then. I shook my boots to get rid of the dirt then I turned to look inside the stables. The horses were eating when I went inside. The rows of cages looked like bedrooms for them. I went to Gustave's. The one feeding him immediately looked up. "Is he alright?" I asked referring to the horse. “A little, ma'am. That's why the vet said not to let him run and his legs might be sprained." I nodded and went near Gustave. I gently touched his face until he relented. I smiled. "Is senyorito going to ride with you?" He asked after a while. I was a little stunned. I remember my arguments with Santi. The mere thought boiled my anger. "No," I breathed. "Senyorito seems to
Tease His smile faded and he became serious. I got even more nervous with his reaction. This is not something I anticipated. I expected him to be shocked but not calm, like this. "Cian, I-I'm sorry," he shook his head. He stood up and went near me. I was taken aback in shock. Why is he saying sorry? "What do you mean?" I asked, quietly preparing myself for the worst. "I don't love you that way," he said disappointedly. "And I don't want to hurt you in any way. You are special to me, that's why. Even if I did notice something, I ignored it because I don't want to give you the wrong impression. I'm sorry, Cian.” My chest tightened as I tried to swallow his words. I cleared my throat to get rid of the lump in it. But I also couldn't stop shedding a few tears. I blinked them away. "Hey," he held my shoulders when he saw it. I avoided it a little and tried to smile. "W-Won't you even think about it first? M-Maybe even a little, y-you also have feelings for me?” I asked desperately.
Cry "Please?" Lance has been asking me to be his model for a while now. It's for their preliminary project in a major subject, that's why he's begging me to agree. I am in the middle of waiting for Elize and Maisie for lunch. While waiting for them, Lance found time to approach me and talk to me. I glared at him. He kept on pestering me which pissed me off. I also want to blame him because Trina's group is picking up on me. But I refrain myself. There's no point in bringing that up now. I hope they don't bother me anymore. I blinked fast when an image flashed into my mind upon remembering Trina's group. It's been days since that thing happened. To this day I still remember the feeling. I shook my head. Gosh! What is wrong with me? "I'll do anything! Everything! Just for you to be my model," Lance pleaded. I rolled my eyes and turned to him. "I said I'm not doing it," I insisted. "Why not make Trina your model? She's your girl, right?" If I give in to him, Trina's group will onl
Hate I don't know what's gotten into me and why I did that. I just felt the need to rely on someone, to ease the heaviness inside me. And he was the one who was there, in front of me. His manly scent filled my nose. It's intoxicating that I almost forgot why I am doing this. It took me a while to calm myself. He kept hugging me, comforting me. Silence filled both of us until I realized what I just did. I quickly let go and wiped my tears. "I'm sorry," my voice hoarse from all the crying. Now that I've cleared my head, I've only realized how shameful what I did was. He didn't say anything. He kept staring at me, with pity in his eyes. Seeing him pity me is insulting. But anyone would probably feel the same way. After all, he heard my confession and how I got rejected, not just once but twice. "Don't look at me like that. I don't need pity. Also, everything doesn't end here," I said firmly. He scoffed and smirked sarcastically, but I saw the anger that immediately appeared on his
Punishment I tilted my body sideways and did another pose. The wind gently blows my dress. I smiled at the camera before projecting another pose. *click* “Nice! Now a little fiercer!” Lance shouted from the beach. He decided to do his little photo shoot here in Tagaytay. And as part of our agreement, I became his model. In return for what he did for me. I don't know exactly what happened after. He didn't even tell me what happened after he successfully punctured the tire of Santi's delivery truck. Yes, I made him do that. That's not even enough of the shame I felt because of what Santi did. My feet and legs were slightly wet from the seawater. A few minutes later, Lance called for a break. I slowly walked to my sun lounger. I looked at him as I sip on my drink. "Are we not done yet?" He was walking in my direction when I asked that. "Few more shots and we're good," he smiled. I nodded and he continued looking at the pictures. It's good that we'll be done in a while. I've been
Consequences "Are you sure you're wearing that?" He raised an eyebrow at me while looking at my clothes with a scrutinizing gaze. My brows furrowed as I looked at my clothes. I'm wearing an above-the-knee floral dress that I layered with a cardigan. My strap sandals completed my look. It's weekend and now he's going to make me pay for the damage I made to his delivery truck. If he gets satisfied then he won't report it to the police. Although against my heart, I also agreed in the end. Even though he didn't even tell me what I had to do. It's better than going to jail though, I suppose. I almost had a heart attack when Manang woke me up early to say he was outside my house to pick me up. “You have a visitor!” She exclaimed while opening the curtains on my windows. I was blinded by the sunlight but that didn't make me open my eyes. I was about to drift off to sleep when she came to me again. "Wake up, hija! Your guest has been waiting for you for a while." I frowned and looked