ASTRID TALITHA'S POINT OF VIEW "How was Grandpa?" I hardly closed my eyes as I heard her sigh on the other line. She might be having a hard time keeping it all by herself. Mom did not want anything that was happening in our family to affect our academic performance. Ashton used to tell me to call Mom much often. "He will be going to be okay. Let's just pray even harder, okay? By the way, don't forget to have your breakfast, okay. Your grandpa told me last night that he will cook for you the next time you visit here." I hardly swallow and tried not to hear her in my sobs. "Can you hug him for me?" I heard him burst into crying. Our conversation lasted for about an hour, and it was good that my class will begin later this afternoon.

  ASTRID TALITHA'S POINT OF VIEW As I was entering the white iron gate of our campus, I heard the murmurings of other students who were roaming around, and most of them were probably juniors. Their attentions were nailed into the banner that was hanging in the entrance. It was gigantic that it was impossible not to be noticed. It was indicating that the intramural week was just around the corner. It was celebrated before the semester ends. It was the week everyone's waiting since there were lots of activities and sports competitions among different departments. I could see how excited they were. "Good morning, Astrid! It's good to see you this early." Lia wrapped her both arms around mine while handed two paper bags. I casually smiled and just listened to the description of the face masks she bought in the mall yesterday. She looked so jubilant and looking forward to using it later before she go to sleep. "Have this, Astrid! I ac

  ASTRID TALITHA'S POINT OF VIEW I asked Kolten to drive me home first before heading to the Bliss Club, where we chose to celebrate Lia's getting into the volleyball team of the HRM department. I was wearing a maroon-sweat-shirt crop-top paired with my faded skinny high-waist jeans. I tried to put my night makeup which was a darker shade than the usual one, whenever I went to school every day, that was matching to the color of my outfit. My hair was well-ironed as we arrived there. Played basketball with my big brother while he was waiting for me. I already told him to go ahead of me and I will just be asked my brother to drop me off there since his meetings have been canceled, the reason why he got home earlier than usual, but he insisted that he can wait for me. "Here you are again. How was studying, guys?" Drey greet

  ASTRID TALITHA'S POINT OF VIEW "Did anyone ask my princess out for a date?" My Dad asked while I was sitting on his lap as he was watching his favorite baseball team playing in the finals while we were waiting for Mom who was busy preparing for our dinner. I helped her clean some dishes, the day after celebrating my birthday. I gave him a side glance of disgust as I heard what he asked, which made him chuckle a bit. I always tell him everything that happens to me in school. From the moment I was caught by my World History teacher sleeping in her class, from the time I went up to wait until my brother's class ended. I never like the idea of hiding something from him, probably because I had been too closed to him that I was too comfortable telling him it all. "You know Ko

  KOLTEN ZEDEKIEL'S POINT OF VIEW "Bro, do you remember Martin who was wearing jersey number 14, the center player of the IT department we played against yesterday?" Orion asked while he was tying his dark gray basketball shoes he got by cleaning their garden last weekend. Uncle gave him two of this new edition, knowing that Orion used to give me any shoes that he got from his dad's company. "Yeah. What's about him?" I asked while checking on my inbox. I saw some messages from my Mom. She always called me every night, asking how was my day, the time I last ate, and even the last time I change my pillowcase. But I guess hearing those questions every night made me feel that they were both here with me. "He's a half-brother of Samuel." He abruptly ran his hand through his ha