It's Wednesday and it's just the second official day of our deception. While I think it's still cringe, I also think it's quite effective.
The entire day yesterday, even though I knew Charles was just a few classrooms away from me, he did not come to see me. Before, he would always make an effort to pass by our classroom just to see me, talk to me, and all sorts of things he can do to make his appearance be known.Right then, I thought it was a red flag. I have already rejected him numerous times and even explained myself, but he really can't understand or maybe he does, but he chose not to understand me. The thought of him being overly persistent is bothering me and giving me the creeps.Zandrey and I agreed on this deception to happen only in school, or wherever and whenever we need to. But oddly, even if there’s really no need to pretend, he would still act lovey dovey on me. Just like now.I just woke up and when I got my phone to check iThere were multiple texts from Zandrey when I opened my phone after that particular class. But I didn’t check it just yet and just headed straight to my next class. After this class, I’m free so I can go and meet him, before I have lunch with Daisy.After settling in our next classroom, I made sure I look busy just so Risa can’t approach me again. I’m still not ready to continue whatever we talked about earlier.If Zandrey really has some unsettled issues with his previous girlfriend and he offered to be my boyfriend just so Charles will stop harassing me, I will really kick him in the balls! I don’t want to be included in their drama. I’m trying to have a peaceful life here.While the class was going on, I tried to listen as intently as I can. But my mind just fails to concentrate and wanders somewhere else. Good thing I have already downloaded advanced lecture slides for this class and was able to scan it. That way, I’m comfortable I can answer the Professor’s
I received a text from Daisy telling me she's at the the new cafe near gate 2. So after talking to Zandrey, I went there directly.I don't have any idea what it is that she's going to tell me. I don't know if it's that important, but I went anyway. Daisy's stories sometimes keep me sane. I have so much going on in my life, causing me tons of stress- from school stuff to personal life. I was glad to have someone like her who makes me forget those things. If it weren’t for her, I might have gone crazy.The moment I got to the cafe, I saw her waving at me, that's why it was easy for me to spot her. She was sitting in a corner.While I was nearing her, I looked around the place. It was fine. The ambiance was okay, and there's just a few people. Maybe because it was still new and now a lot of people knows about this place. But I’m pretty sure in a few weeks, they will get a lot of customers. The location was very strategic because it was near the school.
"How did you know I was there?" I asked. When we got out of the building, I almost fell to the ground because my knees were so weak. I even had to be escorted by him to the nearest bench near the entrance.It's indeed already dark. There are still students but I could count them with my fingers. When I looked up, there were already a lot of stars above. It would be nice to just look up and watch them twinkling. But I couldn't shake the fear off from what happened just a while ago. If Zandrey didn’t come, I couldn't imagine what could've happened. "I tried reaching you but you were not answering," he replied. "So I asked Daisy and she told me you're probably still in class. So I went there," he added. "Why are you looking for me?" "I was gonna ask about dinner," he replied. "You didn't reply to my texts," he added. I nodded, still looking up above. "Are you okay?" "I wasn't, until you came." This time, I looked at him and tried to smile. But as I smiled, the tears fell. They we
If someone would just see me now, they would think I have a huge problem because of my visible eyebags. I know and I can see it because I'm staring at myself through the mirror. And I don't like what I'm seeing. My hair was quite messy. It was evident in my face that I haven’t slept at all. How could I ever sleep when that kiss kept on coming back to my mind? Before, I used to worry about Charles pestering me. Now, I was worried that what happened last night wouldn't leave my mind. I don’t even know how I would handle facing Zandrey at this point.Am I a slut for allowing it to happen? I know I don't have any reference as to how it should feel but at that moment, I just knew it felt so good. I never kissed anyone and I never thought it would feel like that. I thought it was gross and disgusting and whatever because hello? You're exchanging saliva with other people! I was so conscious about even touching someone else's saliva before and now that I've discovered the wonders of kissin
I've heard people confess to me before- saying they like me and that they want to court me. Upon hearing those confessions, I instantly said 'no' because I know all too well that I don't feel the same towards them and I respect them enough not to waste their time. All those times, I thought I was incapable of liking someone. But then here's Zandrey telling me he kissed me because he likes me. And I don't know what to say. I don't know how to comprehend my feelings. Do I like him as well? Are the feelings mutual? I'm not sure. "You're not required to say anything, Ai," he said. "I just wanted to tell you because I don't want to keep things from you. I want to be honest with you." Okay. How do I reply to that?I heard him heave a sigh. "Now it feels lighter now that it's out." But what about me? I don't know what to say! He leaned on the back rest, his arms stretched out in front of him. My eyes landed on those and I couldn't help but admire his arms. God, I'm in a serious si
The next morning, I woke up to my phone ringing. My eyes were still closed when I reached for it. "Hello?" I mumbled, my voice a little hoarse. "Airaleen." My eyes automatically opened upon hearing the voice from the other line. My whole system automatically awakened when I realized who it was. That voice is more effective than caffeine."Dad!" My father doesn't usually call, but when he does, I know for sure that it's important. "Come home today," he said. "Okay," I quickly replied. I have a few things I need to do today, but when Dad says something, I always follow. If not, it will piss him off. And I don't want that. Even if I wanted to talk to him more, he already ended the call. I guess that’s just what he needed to tell me.I already said yes so I just got up. Daisy's still sleeping beside me and I don't want to wake her up, so I just let her sleep. She knows her way out when she wakes up and she already knows what to do. She always sleeps here and I also sometimes leave
When Daisy and I were still in high school, we had another friend named Trina. She was a transferee. Her parents move from one place to another so frequently that she doesn't get to stay in a school for a whole academic year. I was never the friendly one, but Daisy is. She and Trina got so close, and since we're always together, I also became close with her. We would eat lunch together, hang out after class, and I even tutor them when needed. We were friends for about three months when she told us that they're moving again. Daisy and I were devastated. But we know we can’t do anything about. We already had it coming, so we accepted it. But Daisy being Daisy, she suggested we should hang out one last time before she goes away. We decided to go on a picnic- the location, the day and time, the food we will bring, all were planned. All were ready. But on the day that we were supposed to meet, I didn't show up. I was never good at goodbyes. I knew that. Maybe it was a result of my mo
"I should go," he murmured in between the kisses. We parted for a while, but our foreheads remained touching. "Okay..." I said almost in a whisper. I wanted more of the kiss because it's making me feel a thousand different feelings. I could feel his minty breath on my face and it was not helping at all. It just makes me want to kiss him more. He said he should go, but he was not moving. His hands remained around my waist, while mine were around his neck. I felt like losing my breath, so I tried to breathe evenly. But him being this close to me was not doing me any favor. So I ended up biting my lower lip. Zandrey saw what I did and it made him groan. The next thing I knew, he was kissing me again. This time, it was sensual and passionate. His hands remained on my waist and our position was making it hard for me. I wanted more of the kiss, until I just found myself straddling him. His tongue slides inside my mouth, making me moan. Being the only people here, the room wa