Sixty Days With You.

"There'd be a church service tomorrow, I want the two of you to be there." My dad said cleaning his hand with a napkin after dinner."I don't think I'd make it," Jude pronounced and Dad shot him a look."Why? What's more important than serving God?" Dad fired at him."Nothing is more important than serving God," Jude replied. "But Dad, you know I've got an interview with Bishop magazines," Jude spoke."You do wanna work there?" I asked surprised at his words and he rolled his eyes at me."Postpone it." Dad stood up."But that's not possible Dad," Jude argued."Then will you prefer going to the interview than performing your duty in the church as the first son of a Deacon?" My dad asked rhetorically and Jude couldn't say a word. "Take a look at Keith, he's more responsible and active both in church and the school. I suggest you start taking the footsteps of your brother." With that, he walked away."Bro," I called and Jude raised his eyes sharply at me as if I had always been the rival

"You don't want the teachers calling your parents because of that." I warned Mark who recently joked about ' what if some gay are crushing on me' when technically he knows that, I hate that word.Somehow I looked back at my seatmate who was reading a billionaire romance novel and I stopped myself from wondering if he never got bored from reading girly novels. I was about to ask my friend the same question when he suddenly raised his face to look at me.His hazel eyeballs pierced into mine, while I stared comfortably at him expecting him to greet me, the great Keith Schuler because a normal person would say "Yo! What's cooking." Instead, he would run away with his face as if he just saw a ghost which he did just now."I guess he needs a brain check," Mark said seeming to have noticed the usual act of the hazel-eyed guy whom I can't even remember his name."Why would you say that? He is just a shy person." Bill said."Why in the world would a guy be shy?" I disagreed unmindful whether h

"When tomorrow comes, you should go and visit him," my dad said, giving me instructions. "Don't make that kind of mistake again," he added. "You should be grateful that none of the students blamed you for what happened." He dismissed me after that.As I left my father's office, I exhaled and leaned against the door. With my eyes closed, I let out a breath of relief.The memory of Matthew fainting replayed itself in my head and I felt how scared I had become then trying my best to revive him and how he had laid motionless on the ground.It's been over four hours since the incident happened but it felt as if it happened minutes ago.The school had to close for the day because of how students were talking about the accident especially when it was concerning me and the students had seemed unfocused in class which had made my dad call off school for that day.Even though I had been responsible for the large crowd that had been staring at him, I knew I needed to apologize in person as my da

"Yo!" I shouted along with my friends as we clinked the cup against each other.I gulped down some of the beer before looking up at Darren who was busy teasing one of the girls he recently met in the bar."I heard you visited Matthew." Billy started a conversation and I smiled a little. "How's he feeling now?" He asked as if concerned."I don't know," I replied sipping the remains of the beer in the cup."And if your dad asked about him?" Mark chimed in."I'd probably say he is still lying in the hospital and will get discharged next week," I answered."Whoa... You hospitalized him for that long?" Billy arched an eyebrow."I think it's not because I approached him," I say. "He seemed to have a health issue," I told them remembering the heart monitor in Matt's ward. "And will you guys quit asking me Matthew-related questions?" I rolled my eyes at them as Darren walked back to our table."How's it going guys." He sat beside me."How'd it go with the lady?" Mark asked back and we all qui

They turned to look at me, and my eyes suddenly met with Matthew's hazel eyeballs that sparkled with mine.And why in the holy ghost does this guy look so handsome than some ladies I've ever encountered? I asked myself at once, his hazel eyeballs shaking in their sockets as if checking me out while I still wondered why God had to create a man so beautiful like Matt.His brown hairs were curled, while some rested on his forehead and his temple, the others seemed unbrushed but it made him look more dashing with his hospital wear that looked like a limited edition meant for only him to wear.Matthew is really good-looking, for the first time in my life have I ever thought a guy would look so handsome, or ever have I said to myself that a guy is good-looking?"Yo!" Billy greeted in his thick British accent that only me always find annoying, I shifted my look to him because if he hadn't greeted me I might just end up staring at Matt like he was a lady.When have I even stared so much at a