Chapter 4- Good News

Dion's POV

Unlike the air in the city, the freshness of the air here outside is crisp and not sticky to the skin. If I had to choose between the province and the city, I'd always go with the province. The countryside is far more peaceful than the city. Although the establishments and buildings are not as developed, the scenery is beautiful and natural.

Here I am on the terrace, still composing the poems for that special someone I really awe. I'm not sure why, but whenever I think of her, so many words come to mind that I eventually form lines in every stanza of the poem I'm working on.

I put on my headphones and listened to the violin cover songs I had downloaded earlier. When I listen to music while writing, I feel more at ease.

I was writing peacefully when I almost got hit a plastic bottle on my head. 

Fvck! Who the hell threw it? It's a good thing the plastic bottle lid is tightly closed, or I'd be drenched.

I looked down and was surprised to see a girl fleeing from the street near our house.

"Oh, my goodness, did she just hurl me?"

I dashed down the stairs and out the door, but I couldn't find the girl. I shook my head and a curved formed to my lips.

I know her. I recognized that girl.

"But why is she so irritated with me? I didn't do anything to her "I muttered to myself.

"If we meet again, I'll make sure her opinion of me changes. I want her to know my true character and personality so that he doesn't think negatively of me, because I'm not that kind of person."

The more she approaches me, the more she gives me a reason to know her. I'm interested in her. I'm really interested.

Vida's POV

"... You are more than the loveliest flowers I've ever seen.

Your meaning and symbolism are fantastic.

There is no need to compare to anything else.

Because you are unique; you are exceptional and peculiar, my love... "

Then he kissed me on the lips, and the taste of his words and lips was the same: very sweet, genuine, and gentle.

"You are a superb poet, my love"

"My poems are great because you, my love, are the topic."

"Dion, I looooove you. I absolutely love you to the moon and back."

I kissed him again and savored that beautiful moment until... I finally awoke.

"Vida?!"

*Splash of the water

"Waahh!!! Lola! Why'd you do that?! " I rushed to get a towel to dry it after Lola Clarita poured cold water on my body.

"Forgive me, Vida. I was just worried because I couldn't wake you up. I thought you were having a nightmare."

Yes, Lola, it was a nightmare. Thank God, you jolted me awake.

"S-sorry Lola, I caused you concern," I said as I noticed her expression.

"It's all right, Vida. Don't worry about me. Go fix yourself and your bedsheet. Expose it to the sun right away. "

"Why did you pour water on me, eh? Add to my work, "I scowled.

"Don't be a jerk about it. Just start doing it so we can eat together later. My adobo will be cooked soon. Hurry up."

"All right, Lola, thank you for saving my life from that horrible nightmare."

"Yeah, I'm heading to the kitchen right now. "

"M'kay."

What dream was that? Why did it become my dream? And why did I dreamt of him? 

After I had completed all of Grandma's commands, I went straight to the kitchen to accompany her eat our breakfast. But as far as eating and washing the dishes, Dion was still on my mind. I was thinking about him all day.

"Vida, I thought you were going to finish your homework today. Why are you still standing there?... Oh, my God! Vida! You're overwatering my plants! "

"Grandma?! What—What happened?" I panicked.

"Vida, you're not paying attention to what you're doing." He snatched the watering can from me. "What are you thinking? You're spaced out since this morning. "

"S-sorry, Grandma. Maybe I'm just sleepy, hehe," I apologized.

"Okay, leave it to me. Go to your room and take a nap. You need to take a rest."

"No, Grandma, I'll finish it. "

"Vida!" she widened her eyes at me. So, I immediately obeyed. I knew I had to listen to her when she was like that.

As Lola Clarita suggested, I took a break by sleeping, believing that everything would be fine when I awoke. But I was mistaken because things only got worse. Dion's appearance in my dreams has become more frequent over time. Every day, he occupies my thoughts. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I couldn't focus on my artwork or my studies. I feel like I'm going crazy. I don't want to tell anyone. Fear and shame preceded me. Because for the first time, for the very first time in my life, it just happened. I’m afraid that might think that I'm in love - Wait what?? What if it's true? What if I really fall in love with Dion? Hell no! Very impossible.

Because I was so worried about everything that had happened in my life since these last few days and out of curiosity, I tried to search it on g****e.

"What does it mean if you keep dreaming about someone?" I spoke into the microphone.

"Constantly dreaming about someone can indicate that they are really missing or thinking about you."

"What?!"

"G****e, what does it mean if you can't stop thinking about someone?"

"Thinking constantly about a person and cannot prevent it, it usually means you want to spend time with them, want to know more about them, or want to know more about what they are."

"Like seriously ?!"

"According to psychology, when you can't stop thinking about someone it means that you are feeling a strong emotional attachment to that person ... The feeling is so powerful that it becomes almost an obsession and causes you to distract yourself from mundane things in your life. "

"Ob-Obsession? G****e is such a liar. How did it happen that I was obsessed with that man? I didn't even like him. In fact, I hated him for real! So, how'd it come that I'm in love with that jerk?!"

Argh! I'd better stop this nonsense. My problem only got worse.

I was about to turn off my phone when a message suddenly popped up on my phone.

"Bruce Camero." I almost tumbled from my bed right after I read the name of the sender. Why the hell did Mr. Camero message me? For you to know, Mr. Camero is one of the most influential people here in our town. He owns the most popular restaurant here in Quezon province.

My heart is beating so fast. I'm too nervous to open the message. It took me a while to finally tap the notification on my phone.

"Hi, Vida. I've just seen from a F******k page where your artworks featured. I really like your art style and it's so pleasing to see. I would love If you were willing to do a mural paint on my house. Are you interested? If you are, then just let me know so we can set a schedule."

I screamed loudly after I read his message. Gosh it was so unexpected. I ran towards my Lola's room and immediately informed her. Even my Lola was so happy when I told her that she wasn't able to hold her screams because of happiness. She's so happy for me and seeing my Lola like that, I'm filled with so much joy.

I also informed my bestie, and her reaction was the same. Faye hurriedly went to our apartment with pizza and drinks. She reasoned that it's her treat for now because soon if I get paid by Mr. Camero, it's my turn to treat her.