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Chapter 16— Everybody Could Tell—He's InLove
Vida's Point of View]
“Unwilling beforewhy a heavy, heart forgivebetrayed by the artsI hope you give me a chance to explain.It was unintentional.Nobody came up with the idea.It was bound to happen.I'm the one who has to apologize.because of what she didShe simply rushes in with her emotions.We're not so dissimilar.I swear to you,We can construct a bridge.Across the chasm that separates usIf you give me a chance,To say the words that have formed—not in my head, but in my heartI beg your pardon.”“Nice! Wow!I hope everyone is given this poem, hahaha. It’s enviable,” said Faye, after she snatched the paper from my hand.“Tss. What's enviable? It's annoying. He wrote it in English. How can I understand that now? ”Honestly, the expression on her face doesn't really convince me that she's actually jealous. It's like she's just really teasing me.She hit me on the arm. "Are you serious? TheKaugnay na kabanata
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 17—She Likes Him?
[Vida’s Point of View]"Am I ready?" I immediately glared at myself in the mirror when I realized what I had said. Why would I prepare? Is this a competition? There isn't even a recitation or exam, so why am I nervous? I'm just going to Mr. Camero's house.“Calm down, Vida. They must be the ones who are feeling nervous because they will see you again. They should be the ones, not you, "I convinced myself.After tidying up, I took my bag out. Earlier, when I came home, Grandma was no longer at home. But not because she is still working, but because she will attend Lola Anesia’s birthday celebration. Actually, I was also invited, but unfortunately I can't go because I still have work. I already reminded Lola Clarita of what's not allowed for her, so I am reassured. And I hope she enjoys the celebration to reduce her stress as well.I just commuted to Mr. Camero's house since Faye said that they have a group project, so she can’t deliver me again. But I understand
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 18—Let's Try Being Lovers Instead
[Dion's Point of View]It's already 2 am, yet I still can't sleep. I feel so tired. It's like a lot is bothering my mind.I sat up from lying down and heaved a sigh. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water to drink.“Vida. Vida. Vida..." I rubbed my face using my palm. It's been 4 days since her last visit here at our house. Her grandmother had been rushed to the hospital, and she needed to focus on her temporarily. I understand her situation, of course. But there's a part of me that wants to see her. I want to see her and make sure she's fine.Because yesterday, I just knew that Vida only lived with her Lolain that apartment. I was worried about her condition. She's studying and working at the same time. What if she gets sick? Who will help her if her grandmother is also sick?"Where are her parents?" For the second time, I took a deep breath. I wish I could help.I took my phone out and the picture of Vida showed on my lockscreen again. The corners of my
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 19-You Owe Me
[Dion's Point of View]Earlier, Cindy repeatedly called me, so I was forced to answer her. She wanted to enter the campus, but I told her that she couldn't enter without an accompanying So I had no choice but to see her because she told me that she was already waiting outside.Cindy was carrying a lunch box for me. I didn't want to accept it, but I also took it because I didn't want to embarrass her. But when she finally left, I gave her the lunch with which I had collided.It's good that the stranger accepted it.I'm a good cousin, but I just can't help but be annoyed sometimes with Cindy. When I was about to enter the gate, I saw Vida standing alone. I was curious about why she was there, so when I heard their argument with the guard, I didn't hesitate to help her. I had to pretend that I was her friend, though it was so impossible to happen. But I didn't expect what I did. I didn't plan to put my arms around her shoulders. It's subtle, I guess.But I think I made a
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 20-More Like A Date?
[Dion’s Point of View]"Why are we here?" asked Vida.I really like her mad expression while talking to me. Sometimes, it's fun to tease her."Because I want to," I explained.We’re at Café Nipa right now. This is one of the most frequented by people here in our town. The view is very beautiful because the place is high and we can see the houses and some establishments in the low area.I went straight to the second hut, which was still vacant. Vida also followed me. "Just wait for me here. I'll just order something to eat. ” I didn’t receive any response from her. But I think I’m already used to it. She's always like that, though."By the way, may I know what you want? Coffee? Dessert? Or something?” She just picked up her phone and ignored me for the nth time. I sighed.So, I'm just going to guess what she's going to eat.Then, I went to the counter. I looked up at the signboard to choose what to buy."What's your order, Sir?" asked the counter attend
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 21-Jealous
[Vida's Point of View]"Oh? Vida. Why are you so quick to go home? It's not even five o'clock.""Our adviser sent us home immediately. They said they had a meeting," lied. I can't tell Grandma the truth. She might scold me when she finds out. What I said to Dion earlier was just a joke.Tss. The jerk entered the conversation again."Your arrival is just right. I'm cooking soup. It'll be cooked soon. Change your clothes first, or you might dry out with sweat," she said.I immediately followed her and went to my room. I dropped my body on the bed and closed my eyes.A lot has happened today. It's tiring. It's extremely vexing. I really can't be with Dion for long because I won't stay away from misfortune.It's just like before when I went to their school. It's a good thing Kuya Vincent was there to defend me from those bitches.Later, when he comes home, I should thank him."Oops, there's another one!" Suddenly, another misfortune that Dion had caus
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 22-That Strange Feeling and Her Plan
[Vida's Point of View]"I shouldn't have done that. Why did I tell him those words? "I sat down on the bench in the waiting shed. There are still many cars passing by, but I chose to walk earlier. And now I regret 'cause it suddenly rained. I was unlucky because I didn't have an umbrella or even a hat. I didn't know it was going to rain because the sun was straight earlier at morning and even in the afternoon.But that's not what I'm most worried about. What I regret more now is what I had said to Dion. It was only now that I was embarrassed and realized what I had told him.It's not true that I have to give a speech tomorrow. In fact, I decided this morning to work there at least until ten o'clock so that I can finish my painting as soon as possible.But suddenly, everything changed because of the strange feeling I had felt. I was so disgusted. And the reason for that is the abomination I witnessed.* Flashback"Vida, how are you?" Manang Felicita greeted me
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 23-Can We Be Friends?
[Dion's Point of View]I got into my car and continued searching for Vida. It suddenly rained earlier, so I took shelter at the store I passed. I am worried because Vida might not have gotten into a vehicle and she got wet from the rain.When I returned home earlier, Cindy was gone, said Manang Felicita. Maybe she's searching for me too, because I couldn't get to say goodbye to her earlier.The rain has stopped, but it’s already dark outside.Vida is still occupying my mind. I have a strong feeling that she is just walking.And I wasn't wrong at all because my eyes caught her walking alone in the street.I parked my car and immediately grabbed the umbrella from the back seat I brought in case the rain poured again.I met her because I parked my car ahead of her. Because of the lights coming from the vehicles passing by, I saw how her face reacted when she saw me coming.She looks scared."D-Dion? What are you doing here? " Her voice is trembling.
When the Artist meets the Poet Chapter 24-What Friends Do?
[Vida's Point of View]I woke up to the noise of cars passing by outside. When the sun hit me, I took the pillow and covered it with my face. I'm sure it's nine o'clock in the morning.It's Saturday, so I don't have to worry because there's no school. We just had a performance at Hope and had to choreograph a dance. And my problem was that I'm not good at it.I put my cellphone on the table lamp and narrowed my eyes so I could see the screen. And yeah, I was right because the time was exactly 9 a.m.A few moments later, I got up. I went straight to the bathroom to wash my face.I took the toothbrush and applied toothpaste before brushing my teeth. I looked in the mirror while watching myself. But I suddenly stopped when I realized what I was wearing."Waaaah!!" I couldn’t stop screaming because I remembered what happened last night. I immediately took off the sweater I was wearing."Hey, Vida?! Are you okay there? What's happening? " Grandma from outside the
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