Lahat ng Kabanata ng Trapped in Lace: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

"What do you mean with a person like you? That guy's way out of your league. You should find someone that can treasure you more than I treasure you."   Hearing Mitch says that with such a serious expression makes me giggle. I am the one who's way out of Ezra's league. Ezra's a popular guy and the best player on our team. How could I be in a relationship with him just because he told me he likes me?    That's ridiculous, and just like Mitch said, I'll be bullied again. Since Ezra's popular, tons of girls would come in my way and make my life living hell.    I smiled as I scratched my cheek. "I don't think someone would treasure me more than you do."   "Exactly! Don't believe the words of people. They'll deceive you while playing with your feelings."    I laughed too hard, and so did Mitch. Our conversation continued with no conclusion about what I

     Ezra’s POV   *Before the said study session*   “Hey, what’s wrong with Ezra? He’s been smiling like an idiot.”    “I don’t know either— but isn’t it normal for Ezra to smile like an idiot?”   “I know, but he looks happy. It’s irritating.”   I felt someone poking my arm, which made me turn to my right. There I saw Joaquin and Dwight. “What the hell are you smiling about?” Joaquin asked as he sat on my desk without warning. “You look like you’re in love.”    “Well, he is in love.”    Joaquin turned to Dwight after he said that. “Really? Did you get back with Irish?” I ignored Joaquin’s words. He wouldn’t believe me anyway, so I might as well let him assume things. “Hey? Are you ignoring me? Is this guy serious?”    “There’s no wa

     Alexis’s POV  I could feel my heart beating so fast and gradually getting louder the longer I sat inside Ezra's room. It was filled with Ezra's nostalgic smell, making me feel distracted and in a daze. I might be a pervert for loving how Ezra smells like. Even though he wasn't sure, he even helped me not remember all those tragic things by covering my eyes before. He's too kind.  "I'm sorry for my sister's attitude," Ezra said as he sat down in front of me. He has a small table in his room to sit on the floor while we put our notes on the table. "She's been like that since forever. I hope you don't mind." I shook my head. "I-It's fine. I'm the one intruding here after all." After saying that, I could feel the awkward atmosphere slapping my whole body. It's because of what I did before! When I stopped Ezra's hand from moving away from my cheek. Why did I even do something so

The year-end party came without any problem. Although I have another problem, that is, I forgot to give an answer to Ezra's question. Remember that time when I slept over in his house? When he asked me to go on a date with him? It's been more than weeks, and I still haven't given him an answer.    More like, I haven't seen him since the announcement coach Alfred made because we were too busy preparing for the year-end party in our own classes. Even though he would often wait for me so that we could go home together, he didn't do that anymore.    Did Ezra grow tired of waiting and choose to leave me alone?    Wait, isn't this better? I don't have to wonder about my feelings anymore, and I don't have to think about unnecessary things again. That's right… this is how things should be in the first place. The year-end party was going smoothly, and I never even expected Liliana to buy me a lip balm. She was the

I smiled back to Irish, but I couldn't say anything back. Why is that?  Irish turned to Ezra while holding the gift I saw she gave to him earlier in the academy grounds. "You can stay for dinner; my mom wanted to thank you." She said, which caused me to feel more confused. Did Ezra lie about being in Joaquin's house? How would Irish's mom be there? Looking at Ezra, he's too kind to reject an invitation like that, and he looks like he'll come back with Irish from where they came from.  However, my hand moved on its own and grabbed Ezra's shirt, stopping him from moving away from me. That's when Irish grabbed Ezra's hand while looking at me. "Would you let go?" She asked with a forced smile, but my hand didn't let go of Ezra's shirt even if she told me that. "What's the problem, Alexis? Do you need Ezra?"  Ezra looked at me with an expectant look on his face after Irish asked