"I felt the tension between the two after he said that.Dawzon kept his gaze fixed on him. I also couldn't escape the tension in his jaw as he faced him."So it's nice seeing you back together, huh?" Drei said, glancing at me.Instead of responding, Dawzon emptied the contents of his glass."Drei, it's better not to talk about it right now." I restrained him."Why? I've done nothing." He signaled the passing waiter who brought him a wine glass, while Dawzon also grabbed another glass filled with wine."We're okay." I whispered to him."What? I can't hear you." He chuckled, leaning closer to me.I quickly avoided him after that. I didn't even glance to see Dawzon's reaction to what he did to me.I quickly took the wine glass and took a sip."It's been a year, I thought you were already separated?" He boldly said, which made me bow my head even more."It's our personal problem, just enjoy your drink." He raised his glass in front of him before drinking again. It's funny because the one
The air crackled with anticipation. The crowd, a sea of excited faces, surged forward, their eyes glued to the entrance of the school. It was Rexon Del'torre, the charismatic vocalist of the legendary band Logistic, who was about to grace us with his presence. I, along with my friend Terry, were caught in the tide of excitement, pushing our way through the throng. "Ouch, can you slow down a bit?!" Terry complained, struggling to keep up with my frantic pace. "All you do is complain, just keep up!" I retorted, craning my neck to get a glimpse of the approaching star. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" I called out, squeezing through the girls who were practically climbing over each other to get a better view. The rumor mill had been churning for weeks - Logistic was rumored to be enrolling at our school for the upcoming year. The thought of having Rexon Del'torre as a classmate sent shivers of excitement down my spine. Finally, I managed to secure a spot in the front row. "Yes! This is perfec
CHAPTER 2 I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock on the bedside table, groggily hitting the snooze button before pulling the blanket over me. The chill in the air made it tempting to stay in bed a little longer. Just as I was dozing off, my phone rang loudly, jolting me awake. Terry's frantic voice pierced through the line, "Where the hell are you, Lara?!" It felt like she wanted to yell through the screen. "Lara, you're late again!" I hurriedly got up and headed to the bathroom, assuring Terry that I was on my way as I pretended to be driving. I cut the call short, quickly brushing my teeth, and was about to rush out when Mom called out, "Lara belle!" I rolled my eyes playfully, greeted her with a hug and a kiss, and explained that I was running late for school. I hopped into my car, started it quickly, and within less than ten minutes, I was in front of the school. "Gotcha!" I muttered, and the guard opened the gate for me. "Good morning, ma'am!" he greeted me. I ju
CHAPTER 3 Feeling annoyed, I slurped on the contents of the Slurpee I bought at 7/11 outside the campus while gazing at the vast field of Saint Carmen University this afternoon. "Go, Alex! You got this!" Terry shouted beside me, almost fainting from excitement as she watched the soccer game. I finished it off, straightened up, and sat back, gazing into the distance. "Oh!" I almost fell off my seat at her loud shout. "Terry, seriously, you startle me!" I irritably remarked. "Sorry, friend, Alex tripped. I hope he's okay," she said, mimicking her line. My God, after years of friendship, I knew this line by heart whenever we watched soccer practice at the university. She scowled at me before looking back at the field. I sighed heavily before returning to daydreaming, waiting for the boring game to end... If she weren't my best friend, I would've left her and gone home by now. "Yay! Alex, my love, you're amazing!" I covered my ears as her scream felt like it could sha
CHAPTER 4 As I walked through the corridor towards our building this morning, I noticed a group of guys hanging out along the way. Even from a distance, my attention was immediately drawn to the familiar figure among them. I observed as one of the guys nudged the person beside him, causing them to turn towards me, our eyes meeting. My heart pounded loudly as the scene with Karen in the utility room from yesterday suddenly replayed in my mind. Damn it! I averted my gaze and walked past them without acknowledging their presence. "Lara!" a guy I didn't recognize called out to me. I paused briefly as I saw him approaching me. "Uh, Lara—this is for you." He scratched his head while handing me a piece of paper. Reluctantly, I took it and continued walking towards my room. It wasn't new for me to receive love letters from suitors. However, none of them caught my interest. It's not that I'm picky, but none of them possessed what I was looking for in a man. Because at the mome
CHAPTER 5My hair was a mess due to the crowd eager to watch the practice. I pushed through, leading Clara and Japs by the hands, until we reached the front.I didn't care about the people I displaced as I pushed my way to the front, as all my attention was fixed on the stage and nothing else.It felt almost like a pre-concert event, but for them, having an audience during practice seemed normal.My heart raced as Rexon strummed the guitar to tune. The screams that erupted inside the covered gym were deafening.I gasped as he began playing the intro:Look at the starsLook how they shine for youand everything you doyeah, they were all yellowI came alongI wrote a song for youand all the things you doAnd it was all yellow..The screams around me grew louder, especially when he looked towards the audience as if searching for someone to sing to.I held my breath tightly as our eyes met..Your skin,Oh yeah, your skin and bonesturn into something beautifulyou knowyou know I love y
I quietly watched the Logistic Band perform by the other pool, still unable to shake off what Dawzon said."Girl, why are you so quiet?" Japs nudged me with his elbow.I shrugged, then glanced at Dawzon on the lanai on the second floor, talking to Christine. There seemed to be something more between them, judging by Christine's broad smile while conversing with him.I took the opportunity to observe him closely. Tall with flowing hair, not as fair as Rexon but rather of average complexion. He had a straight nose, rosy lips, a good physique, and carried himself in clothes that made him look like a model.His intense gazes seemed to draw me in, urging me to look at him even more.At one point, he turned to my direction, and I swallowed hard as our eyes locked without blinking.Finally, he raised an eyebrow and then subtly put his arm around Christine's waist, leaning in as if whispering something. I quickly looked away and focused my attention on Rexon as he continued singing.There was
"Dawzon." I was surprised by his actions, especially when his dark eyes descended to my parted lips. My nerves were on edge as he lifted his lips towards me."I'm glad you're okay now." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine like I've never felt before."Yeah.."Damn it, why was that all I could say? I should be angry with him for surprising me like that."Did I hear correctly that I was your first kiss?" He flashed me a wide smile.I swallowed hard at his words, then avoided his gaze. I wouldn't confess to him. Who did he think I was? So instead of answering, I just glared at him and pursed my lips, not giving him the satisfaction of a response."You didn't even bother to say thank you, did you? I saved your life, Belle," he said softly, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.He stepped back and straightened up in front of me.I observed him closely, realizing what he looked like up close. He was truly handsome, Lare Belle. No one could deny his good looks."If my brother had been