Maybe even getting out of bed is a big blow to me. I fixed my hair, I need a shower to go to my class today. "You need to eat, iha."my mother said as I came downstairs. "Yes, Mom. Thank you. " she nodded and we started eating. Honestly, I have no problem with what happened last night. Maybe it would be better if we don't get close. Besides, there’s nothing happening between us. He’s just being nice and I don’t like him either way. "It's okay, Angelo. Don't worry about that." "No. It's my fault if I didn't just let this happen to us with Lily." After they broke up, Lily's not doing well in our group activities. And to think of that he groups it with us... we carry her burden. "I'll do it myself." I offered my help even though I admitted that I have a lot of backlog, it's really hard to do accountancy. "I'll just help you," Angelo said and I know we have a lot to finish besides exams. We are currently in the first year of college, but it will soon be the second year of college

Slow realizations came rushing through me. And even though I tend to find answers, I can't even glimpse clues regarding the situations in my life. It is not because of how I am not aware, but of how things tend to conceal the truth behind them.I gently removed Angelo's hand that was holding me and I looked him in the eyes. It seems that I need to do this to ease the burden of the situation right now. And I will not lie about what I'm feeling. Because lying won't do anything good for our friendship."Angelo, we've been friends since the first year of college, I'm happy to be your friend. But for you to lie from the start, I can't assure you that it's alright." I sincerely said to him. It pains me to know that he does everything, from his relationship with Lily, planned.Although I know that some guys will make friends with me because they have different motives toward me, seeing Angelo do the same pains me more than everyone else would do it. He is my close friend in school, my fort

I sighed remembering my conversation with Angelo. It has been one week, and as for what I know, life seems to be alright. We are here in the factory doing our job. My mother is in the peeling section, while I'm here packing the sweets."Quick action!" that's what the assigned supervisor said. It's still twelve in the afternoon and we still haven't eaten our lunch."Viviana, when will you get your slip?" Janica asked me while we were packing sweets. I stared at the sweets and sighed. My hand hurts from wrapping and I'm hungry. I'm sure that's what my mother feels. We haven't taken a break yet, maybe this will be over."On Sunday again. I don't need much anymore. I'll just collect it." I smiled at Janica. Janica is my coworker here at Ellon's Sweet Treats. I am thankful that I got to be hired immediately. It was refreshing to see new faces and personalities just like Janica's. She seems a lot older than me, she's twenty-six years old, and a hard-working person. Apparently, she is the

Our work was over and everyone went home. My mother and I are back home and the things she knows about Simoun being in the factory are not brought up again. I am honestly alright for my mother to talk about me and Simoun since I don't have any feelings about him and I can be assured of that."Where are we going again, huh?" Angelo jokingly teased Isa.It is the first day of our class this week, but I feel like it's Thursday. We haven't even adjusted to being a second-year college, and we're immediately piled with tasks! Although I know for a fact that this college year will not wait for us to get ready, it will just intend to come through and finish."Hey, Angelo! You can't come. Nerds are not allowed there!” Isa spat at Angelo. I laughed. There they go again. When these two are together, it's always like a dog and a cat! But then, Angelo's not a nerd at all, he just always wears glasses and studios so Isa teases him as a nerd. But in appearance, he looks angelic with his fair sk

Heavy feelings washed through me.Even though I waited for the tricycle to come near me, my mind left its way into this mansion. I don’t know how many times I sighed at this moment. And when the tricycle’s here, I immediately transport it. ‘It’s probably much better to do this, huh?’ My mind convinced me that what I did is my best decision so far, but my heart says otherwise. My throat feels dry, and no words came out when I saw him looking at the glass window of the library. He’s still there, watching people in the view of their mansion. And when he saw me, he immediately left and closed the curtains. No words came out of my mouth and it’s only my deep longing to know if what I did serves us the best… or is it for the worst? “Good evening, daughter.” my mom greeted me when I came back home. It’s finally nice to be here. “Good morning, Mom.” I mano to her as soon as I enter the kitchen. She is preparing our dinner and all I could say is that it is delicious. I smiled a little