Nineteen

“Ano kaya ang issue ni Gabriel at ni Lance? Bakit pati ako nadadamay? If I’ve known how big of a deal this would be, I won’t even consider working here,” I asked myself.

“Is she the new slut?” said the girl in the red dress.

“Siya na ba ‘yun? I didn’t know Sir Gabriel liked low-class girls now.”

“Sana ako na lang,” another girl, who’s wearing a lot of make-up, said. “Mas mukha pa akong tao kesa sa kanya.”

“Saan ba napulot ni Sir Gabriel `yan? Wala na ba mapagpilian?” someone from the back said loudly.

While walking to my table, I can hear everything they’re saying. I kept my eyes on the floor while they continue talking. I didn’t say anything, I would likely to add fuel to the fire. What’s important is I didn’t do anything bad. Who are they to judge me? I don’t have any clue about what they’re saying. Wh