Vida's POV
When I returned to my apartment, all I could do was scream in disgust. It's a good thing there aren't any people in our area. That 'Dion' was a real annoyance. When he's around, I feel like bad luck is following me.
“Vida? Vida? Open the door. "
When I heard a series of knocks on the door, I quickly stood up. Oh, I thought people had left here. hehe.
"H-Hi, Kuya Vincent," I said shyly. "What are you doing here?
"Nothing. I just wanted to make sure you're okay. I'll leave now, but please, lower your voice. I'm working on a song." He turned away from me. I, on the other hand, was taken aback by the embarrassment that covered my body.
Is it necessary for me to feel embarrassed every time? Wouldn't my day be complete if I didn't do something stupid? Tsk. It's entirely Dion's fault.
Dion's POV
"...You have a lot to say with your eyes.
I'm particularly taken with your frowning expression.
Unique and stunning that you stand out from the crowd."
I read aloud the final stanza of my fourth poem. I've been writing since this morning, and my mind and hands seem to be working nonstop to create poetry. To be honest, I'm very productive right now.
It's amusing how many ideas pop into my head.
"Hep, hep, hep! And who's that lucky person you dedicate that poem to, huh?" Dad's sudden appearance behind me surprised me.
"You surprised me, Dad."
"Oh, my son, please accept my apologies."
He sat next to me on the couch, staring at my notebook.
"Tell me, who is that lucky person?"
“Ahh? Hahaha. What exactly are you saying, Dad? "I lied, but it appears that he really knew me well enough that he could predict whether I was telling the truth or not. "Well, actually, uhm... Dad, she's a girl."
"Oh, my goodness, really? But I'm not interested in whether or not this lucky person is a girl. "
"I just wanted to let you know, D-Dad."
"It's okay, my child. You know how much I love you, so whoever else you choose, I will simply support you — your Mommy and I."
I hugged him with great joy. He truly is the best father for me. Mom and Dad are the most wonderful parents I've ever met.
They accepted me wholeheartedly after I admitted to him that I am bisexual and had fallen in love with a man. Their feelings for me haven't changed. And they support me in everything I do. So, I always did my best to retaliate against them. I also want them to think of me as the best child. I want to return the love to them. Because they deserve it.
Vida’s POV
“Hello, sir?... What? You want to cancel my painting?... Why, Sir? " I closed my eyes as I poured water on my glass while talking to my client, who said that he didn't want me to continue painting his girlfriend's picture anymore. That's a big reduction in my income.
"Oh, such a waste. But it's okay Sir, I understand... 'Kay, bye. "
"Oh, what happened to my dear?" Faye asked when she noticed that I sighed heavily.
"Another client backed out. He said they had already broken up, and it would be a waste of his money if he'd still continue his order."
"Oh, I'm really sorry."
You shouldn't be the one to be sorry, it should be Dion, because since we met, I became so unlucky.
"So, will you come with me later? We'll wander around the plaza. There's a variety show. "
"Uhm, I better not go. I still must finish my project. I have to pass it on Friday. "
"Okay. You can do it. I know you can. I believe in you, dear, "she winked at me.
Sometimes I just think about her future boyfriend's luck. This gurl is so precious.
"By the way, dear, when are you going to deliver the commissioned artwork you showed me last night, and can I accompany you?"
"No need. I can do it on my own. I'll take care of it. Manage yourself, maybe you're still lacking in your activities. Go finish it before you go wandering around."
She glared at me, and I laughed at her.
"Fyi, I always finish all my work before I leave my house."
"Really?"
"Yeah, unlike you, biatch! " I widened my eyes at her, trying to suppress my laughter.
"Whatever biatch! Grades are just a number. It doesn't define my intelligence! My future and who I am! "
Then we both burst out laughing. I really like it when we are teasing each other.
After that, we parted our ways. But the next day, he called me again asking if she can come with me.
"Can you really be alone? Are you sure? As in? "
"Mm. Absolutely certain, Faye. Don’t worry.
"Okay, dear. Please take care. Mwah!" I smiled throughout Faye and I's conversation on the call.
She is very naughty. She really tries to accompany me in delivering the artwork to my client. It's because I always have her with me when I deliver artwork, and for the first time, she simply cannot be with me now. I know that she has a walk with some of her friends, but I can't always be the one she favors so that the others with her don't get upset.
After 20 minutes, I finally reached my destination, where my client's house is.
"Oh my god! Hon? Is this an artwork worth 3,000 pesos? I mean, seriously? I don't even look alike in this drawing!" exclaimed my client's wife.
"Hon, stop. You're embarrassing the kid. "
Me? Kid?
"What do you mean? I'm just telling the truth!"
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I already talked to your husband about it, and I told him a lot before we agreed on the price," I replied. "I am not a printer, ma'am, so please don't expect perfection," I added.
"Ugh!" she exclaimed as she walked away from us.
"Please accept my apologies, kid. I’m the one who must apologize for what my wife said. She just like that, but I know deep down she likes your artwork," he stated sincerely.
That woman is a moron.
"It's all right, Sir. I understand. Don't worry, I've met a lot of people like her. "
He then thanked me, and so do I. After that, I exhaled a sigh of relief because I had successfully completed another challenge. Yes, dealing with my clients can be difficult for me. They do not behave in the same way. Others are kind, others are temperamental, and who else is ugly, to be honest? They also have a repulsive demeanor.
I was about to go when I looked up and noticed a man sitting there on the terrace just next door to my client. What the hell? Wasn't that the jerk?
When I saw him, my blood began to boil. I looked at the plastic bottle in my hand. I couldn't help but smile at my own thoughts. I took some steps then hurled the plastic bottle I was holding at Dion, who was standing on the terrace. I'm not sure if he was hit or not because I fled after that.
[Vida’s Point of View]Wala sa sarili akong naglakad-takbo pabalik roon sa guidance office. Walang ibang pumapasok sa utak ko kundi ang ginawang pagyakap sa akin ni Dion. Sobra akong naapektuhan sa ginawa n’ya.“Vida, sa’n ka galing?” salubong sa akin ni Faye na kalalabas lang rin mula sa loob ng office. Pero imbes na sagutin ko s’ya ay hinila ko ang kan’yang braso at dire-diretsong naglakad.“Teka, Vida. Vida. Vida!” Tumigil ako nang nagpumiglas s’ya sa pagkakahawak ko. “Umalis na tayo dito. Please?”“Wait ngae.” Tumigil s’ya sandali at pinagmasdan ako mula ulo hanggang paa. “May nangyari ba? Sinaktan ka ba ni Dion?-Omg! P-pinarusahan ka ba ng gonggong na ‘yon?”Umiling-iling ako sa kan’ya. “O, e ano? Ang putla mo kaya.” Umiwas ako ng tingin dahil sa sinabi ni Faye.Maputla ba talaga ako? Grr.“W-wala. Basta gusto ko na umalis dito. Tutal tapos naman na magperform si Kuya Vincent.”Tinanguan n’ya ako saka hinawakan ang aking braso. Walang ibang dumadaan dito sa hallway maliban sa
[Dion’s Point of View]“What’s happening here?”“D-Dion…” Si Kenji. Ano na naman kaya ang ginawa n’yang kalokohan? As I remember, last week lang nang may nakaaway s’yang sophomore. He’s not learning…“VicePres, this trash started the chaos. S’ya dapat ang pagsabihan mo,” Hazel stated referring to Vida, who is now looking away from me. I was silent for a moment, pinagmasdan ko muna silang lahat saka napabuntong-hininga. “Do you guys even know why you came here? Hindi ba’t may event tayo ngayon? We’re all here to compete, to support and to have fun. Nobody told you to start a chaos just to ruin this event. Isn’t it the rule here?” I remained firm and serious while saying those words. “Outsider ka man o hindi, if you can’t respect the rules in this campus, then you are free to leave. JUST LEAVE…”“Pero bago kayo umalis, you have to come first in the guidance office. Si President Jorge at Mrs. na ang bahala sa inyo.”“Dion…” mahinang tawag sa akin ni Faye.“What?”“Ahmm, pati ba kami sa
[Vida's Point of View]"Faye, ayaw ko nga. May intrams din naman bukas, isa pa nagbubuo pa ako ng idea para sa poster making contest. Hindi ako sasama." "Dear, minsan lang naman. Sige na, please?" Kanina pa ako inaakit ni Faye na pumunta sa SNIHS, sa school nila Kuya Vincent at Dion pero patuloy naman akong tumatanggi. Hindi na magbabago isip ko, hindi ako sasama. Hindi pa ako handa na makita ulit si Dion. "Sure na? Final decision mo na 'yan? 'Di ka talaga sasama?" "Final na." Nagkibit-balikat ako. Kaagad namang natahimik si Faye at saka kunyareng naging abala sa kan'yang cellphone. "Faye...'wag ka na magtampo." "Hindi no. Okay lang," pagsisinungaling n'ya pa."Sorry na nga." "'Wag ka magsosorry. Okay lang talaga.""Tss. Ngiti ka. Ayaw kong maguilty." Hinawakan ko s'ya sa braso saka inuga-uga pagkatapos ay payak siyang ngumiti. Napabuntong-hininga ako saka tumingin sa malayo. "Oh, may iniisip ka?" S'ya naman ngayon ang lumapit sa'kin."Actually wala. Pero kung magtatampo ka dah
[Dion’s Point of View]“Can I come with you? Please, please.”Here we go, again.“Dion, just let her. Mabobore lang dito si Cindy mamaya dahil wala kami dito ng Daddy mo. Darating sila Gov. Padua at Mayor Del Monte this afternoon, sa restaurant natin nila napiling dumiretso para kumain. So, we have to accommodate them lalo pa at marami-rami na ulit ang ating customers,”ani Mommy.“Yes, Mom. I knew it. But Cindy can’t really accompany me. Busy ako mamaya sa school, hindi ko rin s’ya maaasikaso-““As if magpapaasikaso ako? C’mon, Cole. I am not a kiddo anymore. I just wanted to come with you para manood ng activities n’yo sa Intrams. Since nasabi naman ni Tita na pwede roon ang outsiders. So, why are you not letting me? May tinatago ka ba?” I just scratched the back of my neck in disgust. Hindi naman sa ayaw ko talaga, I just have this feeling na baka may mangyari kapag nagpumilit s’yang sumama.“Cole, please?” Pero ano pa ba ang magagawa ko? Mukhang ayaw n’ya papigil. I know she won’
[Vida's Point of View]Dito ako dinala ng mga paa ko sa Cafè Nipa kasama si Kuya Vincent. Marami namang mas magandang kainan pero dito kasi ako dinala ng tadhana. Ano bang magagawa ko?"You've been here before?" tanong ni Kuya Vincent."Huh? Ah—oo, Kuya. No'ng minsan na kumain kami rito ni Faye.""Oh? Kelan ka pa nahilig gumala?" Pinalo ko naman s'ya ng mahina sa braso. "Grabe ka naman. S'yempre gumagala rin ako, hindi nga lang madalas."Nagtuloy-tuloy kami sa counter para umorder ng pagkain. Hinayaan n'ya na lang ako na mamili ng gusto ko bago kami pumili ng kubo na aming pagkakainan.Hindi ko alam kung ano ang pumasok sa isip ko pero doon ako dumiretso sa isang kubo na kung saan kami dati kumain ni Dion. Arrgh, naalala ko na naman 'yong nangyari kanina. "So, may sasabihin ka?""Ha? A-anong sasabihin?" pagkabigla ko."You told me earlier—""Ahhh, oo. Saka na lang Kuya pagkatapos natin kumain.""No. It's a waste of time. Dapat magkwento ka na sa'kin habang kumakain tayo. That's bett
[Vida's Point of View]Sa tuwing maaalala ko o nakakakita ako ng mga bagay-bagay na konektado sa mama at papa ko, hindi ko maiwasang malungkot. Sino ba naman ang hindi ang malulungkot? Haha. Kung kahapon, tawang-tawa pa ako sa 'hotdog seller' eksena ni Dion, ngayon parang nakakapagsisi na pinagtawanan ko 'yon. Naalala ko na iniiwasan ko nga pala ang hotdog at hipon kasi namimiss ko lang lalo ang magulang ko. Malaki ang kaugnayan nito sa kanila, at hindi ko talaga maiwasan na maiyak tuwing sumasagi sa isip ko. Kahit pa sabihin na ang oa ko kasi pagkain lang naman 'yon. "Vida, I really need your help. Samahan mo ako mamili." Kanina lang pagkatapos ko magsaing, bigla akong tinawagan ni Dion para humingi sa 'kin ng tulong mamili ng hotdog na inorder sa kan'ya ng mga kasamahan ni Lola sa trabaho."Hindi ako sasama. Kasalanan mo na 'yan, panget mo kasi magsinungaling. Bahala ka mamili mag-isa. " Akala n'ya siguro, kaibigan na talaga ang turing ko sa kan'ya. "Hey, Vida? Don't end the call