When Kuya Silva heard that, he offered to give me a ride because it was peak season, meaning that there were many people going home which caused a rush for transportation and traffic. He was right because I was already frowning even though I was already riding a jeepney. I was frowning because of boredom caused by the traffic. I regret not accepting Kuya Silva's offer because it would have been okay to be stuck in traffic if the vehicle didn't have air conditioning, unlike this one which is already hot and my seatmate smells bad.I wonder where that girl was who was beside me earlier? I wish she was my seatmate now. Speaking of the girl, I wonder who owns that motorcycle? It looks very familiar to me. I think I've seen it before.I let out a sigh as I thought about it. Later, I leaned back on the seat and closed my eyes, trying to entertain myself by imagining things to relieve the boredom.After a long journey due to the traffic, I finally reached my destination. I paid before gettin
I took a bitter taste to try and dislodge what was stuck in my throat. At the same time, I avoided looking at them because the longer I stared at them, the tighter my chest felt, and the more pain I felt. I focused my attention on my food, trying not to look at them so as not to hurt myself anymore. But I couldn't, especially when I heard the screaming of the people around us.When I looked up to see what they were screaming about, I found myself smiling bitterly. I was out of myself because as soon as I looked up, their lips met, and the teenage girls and gays sitting next to them screamed in delight.I was out of myself and dropped the spoon I was holding due to what I witnessed. Fortunately, it landed on my plate. If it had hit the ground, it would have made noise that would undoubtedly have drawn their attention.I felt the tears flowing down my face as I touched my cheeks. I didn't even realize that I was crying because of the pain I felt, which I knew was pointless. It was point
They say that the new year means a new beginning, a new life, and everything new, and I am hoping that it is true because honestly, I want a change in my life. I am tired, I am so tired of the kind of life that I have. I also want to experience a better life, even just a little!Several days have passed since the new year began, and several days have passed since I cried that night instead of yelling because of happiness. Several days have passed since I have been fighting my anxiety and depression, and I can only say that it really sucks and is hard.It is so hard to fight depression and anxiety because you are your own enemy. Your own feelings are your enemy.Several days have passed, but the pain is still here. Pain because I saw him kissing that sweet-smelling girl, and pain in the feeling of being alone even though grandma is here.I do not know why I feel this way, but maybe it's because ever since grandma became forgetful, she forgets about me. She forgets to ask how I am, to s
I thought she would yell at me since she likes to do that, and I thought she would scold me for leaving too early when it wasn't even my out time yet. But that was just my wrong assumption because she talked to me calmly, which surprised me."Oh, okay," she said, and I was shocked. Heck, Madam being calm? Woah. Amazing. She rarely gets calm.And what did she say? She agreed? That's a miracle because Madam is time-conscious, and she gets really angry when we're late because time is valuable to her, even if it's just a second. That's also the reason why I hesitated to approach her earlier."Thank you, Madam," I said with a smile before turning my back on her.I was about to leave the cafeteria when I couldn't continue anymore because of the person who walked in and caused everyone to become silent, making me stop as well.My heart raced, and everything seemed to slow down when I saw him slowly entering the cafeteria. The first thing I noticed was his curly hair, like a tangled mess, and
I adjusted my bag on my shoulder before resuming my interrupted walk. I was thankful that my walking was now stable, unlike before when I felt like I was about to fall because of my shaking knees."Girl, Sir Carter is really handsome, isn't he?"Those words were the first thing that greeted me when I put down my bag on my seat, which made me groan. I mean, seriously, are we still talking about that? The topic? Isn't there anything else?I'm starting to get annoyed because they keep repeating the same thing over and over again. From the eatery, in the hallway, and now here?! For Pete's sake, they keep repeating what they say. They say that the new psychology professor is handsome and hot.Earlier, while I was walking in the hallway, I overheard the marites whispering about the handsome new Psychology Professor, which irritated and annoyed me.I don't know why I'm acting like this — why I'm getting so annoyed when I shouldn't because they're just whispering. Also, they're not talking ab
"Water?" I asked her when I saw her calming down from her crying.She lifted her head and looked at me, and I saw her eyes, reddened from intense crying. Earlier, despite her loud sobs, our classmates seemed indifferent and just laughed around, doing something that I didn't bother to know anymore.Some of our classmates were also busy playing on their phones, with the dean's son leading them. He was supposed to be a good example to us, but unfortunately, he was the one starting all the trouble.Meanwhile, Candice's twin sister, Christine, was just chatting with the person next to her, seemingly unaware of her crying twin beside me. It was as if she didn't care that her twin was crying. I was frustrated with her behavior. No wonder they don't get along. If I were Candice, I would have already slapped Christine's face on the cold, hard floor.I took out the bottled water from my bag and opened it before handing it to her, who was still crying. She took it and drank before wiping away he
Dashiel's forehead wrinkled upon hearing Christine's words, then he tightened his jaw and said, "I'm not joking miss," in a cold tone that made Christine and my classmates stop laughing, except for me and Candice who had not been laughing from the start.The whole class fell silent as sir's cold voice dominated the room. Then, I saw with my own eyes how Christine slowly lowered her head in embarrassment. "Put your jokes in place, miss," he added, which caused Christine to lower her head even further.I couldn't help but smile at her humiliation because she deserved it. She was always flirting with anyone at any time, and it had gotten her in trouble with sir. It was okay if she flirted after class, but during class time, it was distracting.Their ugly faces were distracting!"So, what I've said, I want to say thank you for giving me such a warm welcome," he said, smiling this time, and his terrifying aura from earlier disappeared. It was the same aura that had silenced my classmates.
I let out a deep sigh of relief upon seeing my best friend behind our building. She was sitting on the grass, her face buried in her hands as she cried.I breathed a sigh of relief because I had finally found her after searching for twenty minutes. I felt like I had outdone Nemo's dad in "Finding Nemo" in my search for her.I had gone everywhere looking for her, but she was here all along. It was incredible.Before approaching her, I took another deep breath. I could feel her pain and sorrow earlier, but now it felt even more intense. I could feel it twice as much, especially because of what I had just found out.Earlier, I felt sorry for her because of what she was going through, but now I felt even more sorry for her because of what I had learned.I had discovered that one of her friends had betrayed her. This friend was the long-time girlfriend of her boyfriend's colleague.I didn't need to know all the details because just seeing her earlier, I already knew what was happening - I