After the second quarter examination, the number of school works increased even more. It's the third quarter so the teachers are starting to give a lot of outputs and projects. Add more research so I focus more on learning. Over the past few Saturdays that’s always been what Raxon and I have been doing. We go up the hill and he takes me on his horseback. Also over the next few weeks I got to know him even better. In fact, little by little, I became more and more comfortable with him and sometimes I was no longer nervous. That means, I'm getting comfortable with him. Often, he would take me home. But because of his busyness in college life, I sometimes go home alone. Mama also noticed that someone would often deliver me so I just said it was my friend. He asked if he was one of my lovers but I said no. Never in my wildest dreams I thought of Raxon courting me. A man like him will never like someone as low as me. I know he only considers me a friend and I

I briskly walked into the classroom. It's Friday and the last day of January. I straightened my hair and suddenly stopped. I was even in the hallway of the building when the faces of senior women greeted me. I don't know them but based on their uniform it is obvious that they are seniors. What are its problems and does it seem angry to me? "Amara Francesca Acosta. Is that right?" promise the woman in the middle. She raised one eyebrow and her face was full of lipstick. "It's me. Is there a problem?" I asked calmly even though I felt that those in front of me were just basagulera. "Yes there is. You." "Huh?" I don't understand them. I don't even know them and then they say I'm their problem? Are they kidding me? "How are you and Raxon and he always delivers you? Are you his girlfriend or what?" I smirked. That's the only reason. Raxon. The narrowness of the brains of people to oh. You thought something would chan

"Are you okay?" Raxon asked concerned. The police only left after I gave my own statement. I got carried away that's why I was a little bit emotional. I nodded. Behind him were mama and aunt who were worriedly looking at me. They didn't open the karenderia first to get my attention. "You sure?" "Yeah." I sigh. "By the way will Clifford be imprisoned? I guess he's just a minor." "That asshole is not a minor Amara. He's already eighteen." I breathed a sigh of relief at what he said. I really won't let that man go unaccountable for the sin he committed against me. "He really should just be locked up!" si tiya. Raxon stood up. His eyes are still on me. "I'll go ahead. Take a rest." he promised before facing mama. "I'll be the first." Aunt Delia smiled while mama nodded expressionlessly. He didn't even look at Raxon as if that was the thing he hated to do the most. What's wrong?

When Monday came I was eager to go to school. The climate is good today. Cloudy and no sign of rain. The flowers are blooming and the view of the dancing trees around is making the surroundings look livelier. How I love the colors of nature. It never failed to give me the tranquility that I always want. I just really hope the weather is always like this, happy and calm. "Your boyfriend is Raxon?" I had just entered our building when a student stopped me to ask that. "No." He raised an eyebrow at me. "In that case, why did he go to the prom with you? Someone said he kissed you." My eyes widened at the last thing he said. Maybe because I just focused my attention on Raxon I forgot about that thing. Possibly a few saw us and even told others. The speed still spread chismis. "We have no relationship." before he could speak I passed him. I don't care what they think, anyway. And about the kiss, what will I answer when someone else asks? Why is it t

I close my eyes when I feel the gentle breeze. I stood in front of the window, just waking up from a long sleep. I didn't even smile when I remembered it was Saturday. The day I was waiting for came. "Good morning." I found my aunt putting food on our small table. He grinned. "Hey, my niece looks pretty awake, ah." "Won't you open the karenderia today?" I wondered sharply when there were no dishes like they always cook for sale. "Besides, where's mom?" He put down a pitcher of water before looking at me. "Didn't your mom tell you last night?" "Of what? He didn't say anything to me." "He's up there, preparing because he's leaving for Cebu today. Don't you remember? It's his dad's birthday, and he's going to visit his grave." I got a bruise on my forehead. Why did I even forget that? It's grandpa's birthday today. Maybe that's why mama didn't say it was because she thought I already knew what day it was. Stupid Am