Lance told me everything while we hung out at our favorite cafe, hungrily munching on burgers and fries. “I thought at first it was that Sophomore. I was about to tell her off when Jessie came. Naturally, I was speechless and a bit surprised. Jessie confessed to me everything and asked me to not be mad at her. Honestly, I wanted to choke her. Lucky for her, I have very good self-control. She told me she had a thing for me since last year. She went bragging about her getting the top spot in the afternoon session just to get into our class. She really gave me a nasty headache.” I could see he was trying to control his emotions, except his furrowed brows and red cheeks gave him away. “I told her she should not have spread lies about you and threatened you. That I could not accept.” I asked quietly, “What did she say?” He went on, “She apologized, but I told her she should apologize to you and not me. I told her I
It was already 7:00 in the evening when we left the mall. We walked to the parking lot and got into the car. The car’s engine did not start immediately. After several tries, he was able to get it going. As we were driving along Pasay Road, we heard a funny, rumbling sound. I looked at Lance and said, “What’s that?” He did not answer. I saw he was checking the fuel gauge. “I think we are running out of gas.” I gawked. “What are you going to do?” He answered, “I need to look for a good spot to park and check. I am not sure if we can reach the nearest gas station, though.” He parked on the side. “We need to reach the gas station.” He stepped out and looked around. He came back then said, “I need your help, Nia.”I nodded “Sure, what do you need me to do?” He looked so ill-at-ease, then said “Well, we need to push the car to the gas station.” I just sat there, not really comprehending. “Push? So you want me to help push the car?” He looked down and s
After weeks of frenzied preparations for the Junior-Senior I.Q. Competitions, the Junior team composed of Jon, Joseph, Len, Carly, and I won via an upset of the indomitable Senior team. Our class was exuberant. It was quite an honor to be part of the group that toppled the very brilliant and top-ranked team. We all hugged each other after going through several taxing elimination rounds. Lance and I bet on which team will reach the Finals. He won the bet and he teasingly reminded me that I would be paying for our mall visit that weekend. I was thoughtful after that. I need to suck up to Becky and Bree for extra cash. Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very p
After the gruelling quarter examinations, we hung around the hallway while trying to decide which movie to watch. Noah was again promoting his favorite movie and trying to sway the majority. I was engrossed reading the latest post on the bulletin board when our History teacher came out of another room and saw me. "Ms. Zamora, please help me bring these papers to the Faculty room." I quickly glanced around and saw most of my male classmates disappeared. Even Lance, Archer, and Jon were not around. I had to bring all the papers and accompanied her to the Faculty lounge. She was very appreciative and even congratulated me on winning Team I.Q. Competition the previous month. She even complimented me on my Historical Essay on the Battle of Tirad Pass. I was thinking I might have been left behind by my classmates. I sighed inwardly, waiting for Ma'am Garcia to dismiss me. As soon as I got her go-signal, I walked out in haste and bumped into another student. "Uuppss, I am so sorry." As I s
The days that followed were frenzied, especially with the holiday season fast approaching and the different school activities we took part in. I had to help out at home with decorations, purchasing stuff, and wrapping gifts. One weekend, I dodged the tiresome household chores by hanging out with Lance at his sister Terry's clothing and gift shop. Customers flocked there for holiday gifts and other essentials. I helped him tend to the store and listed down the purchases made. It was exciting to spend the day there, as I saw a lot of nice clothes, accessories, bags, and shoes. Not to mention the free snacks supplied by Lance. There was no customer that lazy Sunday afternoon, so Lance and I munched on chips while watching MTV. Suddenly, they showed the video of "Safety Dance" by Men Without Hats. Unconsciously, I was tapping my feet while eating cheese-flavored chips. As if possessed, I started gyrating, twirling, head-spinning and wiggling my hips to the tune of that catchy so
The bell rang, jolting me back to consciousness. I was a nervous wreck as I tried to pack my bag and get ready for a lunch break. I quickly whipped out my pocket mirror and checked my reflection. Good thing I still looked nice. I decided to tie up my hair to my usual ponytail. Izzie and Noah already went down and I stood up and went to the window to check the people going to the cafeteria. I groaned. It's like everyone in the building decided to go there for lunch. "Hey, are you coming?," Lance asked from the door. I took a deep breath then turned to face him. "Yes, I am." We walked down the stairs. I was thinking of how to tell him that I have a lunch date and it's with someone else. I quickly scanned the groups of students going down the stairwell and into the lobby. There's no sign of Alfred. I was thinking, 'He might back off. There are just too many students in the cafeteria and it will not be a good thing for us to have our lunch together.' I sighed in disappointme
"I really would love to go out with you this weekend. I am not sure why you are hesitating. I can see that you also like me. So, what's really stopping you?" Alfred's voice was raspy, even grating. I could not immediately respond. He seemed just about to lose his temper. We had been on the line for over 30 minutes and most of it was just going back and forth on whether I will consent to his request or not. My head's throbbing so bad. I did not want to make him angry, however, I could not just accede. "I am not sure if I am ready to go on a date with someone, that's all." My voice came out pleading. I looked at the watch and saw it was almost 10:20 pm. I told Lance I would call him back at 10:00 and we're still at a stalemate. Alfred was quiet for some time, then he said, "Ok. Just so you will go out with me, you can bring a friend as a chaperone. I will also bring someone so your friend does not have to feel like a third wheel." I was surprised by this suggestion.
The following week, our class held our Christmas Party. We had a grand time exchanging gifts. I gave some to my friends and hurriedly moved to Charm's room. I saw her inside chatting noisily with her classmates. I caught her eye and she met me at the door. "Merry Christmas!" I said and gave her my present. She hugged me, and whispered, "Same to you, my best friend." That was how we patched up our differences. She asked me to call her up that night before I went back to our room. Our groups were planning to go to Holiday Plaza, so we quickly gathered our stuff. I did not see Val, Alfred, or his group anywhere. I guess they're all busy with their own last-day of school jaunts. Suddenly, Tina and her friends crowded the door and asked for Lance. I saw Lance's face turned red, but he stood up and approached her. Her friends were tittering loudly as Tina gave a package to Lance. The bubbly boys were looking so amused and getting ready to roast Lance. Tina also slipped a letter to him bef
The holidays came and went. Alfred called me up twice and even greeted me just before New Year's Eve. I did not get to see nor hear from Lance after Christmas. He seemed stunned when I told him about Alfred's declaration that I was his girlfriend. He did not stay long and he excused himself. I tried calling him up multiple times, but no one answered. I was really downhearted. Our classes resumed the next week. My classmates were all excited to see each other, while some were still feeling hungover from the long school break. We were about to start when I saw Lance quickly slipped in his seat. He did not look back at me. I sighed. When the bell rang for our recess, I saw him stepped outside with the rest of the bubbly boys. Izzie glanced at me. "Is there something wrong with you and Lance?" I grimaced and said, "I am not really sure. He seems to be avoiding me after Christmas." Izzie plowed on, "Why? There must be a reason for that." I mindlessly open my book and clicke