Chapter 2: Chapter 2

CHAPTER 1

My mind was blank while I was staring at the white board of our room. I didn't pay attention to our teacher talking in front because my brain seemed to be flying somewhere. I bit my lower lip and my brows suddenly furrowed when I thought of the scene earlier.

I just confronted a boy earlier, i entrap him to make sure that he won't tell anyone what he saw earlier. But what the hell just happened? He borrowed one hundred but I gave five hundred. That's not me!

I don't just give money to people I don't know. I don't care about the people around me. I don't care about their existence. But why did I suddenly give to that man? I don't even know his damn name!

So what Angel? Why do you want to know that man's name when you can just let it go. you don't have to worry about. With the size of the campus, maybe your paths will never meet. You're safe. No one will know what you are doing except that man.

But what if he would spread it? What if your parents find out what you are doing? damn Angel Kate you're doomed if that's gonna happen.

My brows furrowed when I noticed that suddenly our room went so silent. I saw Mrs. stop. Ledesma speaks and looks at someone outside the door. I heard silent whispers from my classmates.

Because of curiosity I slowly tilted my head to the side facing the door. My eyes suddenly widened and my lips parted in shock when I saw the boy earlier standing at the corner of the door.

I heard someone laughing and gossiping while all attention was on him. Why is he here? The fuck? don't tell me hes my freaking—

"Good afternoon Mrs. Ledesma. I'm sorry I'm late." He uttered in a low voice while fixing his glasses. All his attention is on Mrs. Ledesma. I saw how his lips trembled a bit while looking at our teacher.

"Good afternoon Alister, what is your second reason for being late? You were also late yesterday, you said it won't happen again." said Mrs. Ledesma while staring at him.

He shyly bowed his head before he spoke. So his name is Alister?

"I'm really sorry Ma'am. I just did something important. Sorry." He mumbled softly making me shiver. Why is his voice too soft?!

I saw Mrs. Ledesma nodded her head and gestured him to get inside. He bowed shyly and entered. I shifted uncomfortably from my seat as I was staring at him. he's shyly bowing his head and finding his seat. When he tilted his head a bit to the side our eyes suddenly met making his lips parted.

He also immediately looked away and sat in front of my chair. What the f—? Is this a coincidence or what? Classmates really? I thought I wouldn't see him again. I thought our paths would never cross!

I squinted my eyes to check him. I pursed my lips when I saw his old polo. His black slacks are too old. My eyes then dropped to his black shoes and I can say that its old too. It seems that he has been using it for a long time and he is still enduring it. Is he that poor to even buy a new thing for him?

Because if you look in any corner of this room. You will see different new uses for each one. Some bags look so expensive and pricey. while his bag is an exception. I'm not judging him just because his things are all old but I don't know why my heart suddenly aches at the idea that everyone of our classmates were looking at him and suddenly laughing like he is some kind of a joke.

I sighed and brushed my hair using my fingers not listening to what the teacher was lecturing in front. I was busy checking Alister.

"Class get some one whole sheet of paper and answer the activity 2."

I saw all my classmates excitedly get some paper inside their bag. I wanted to laugh at them because of their excitement. Only now will they be excited because the class has just started, but when it's the middle of the school year, they will lose their appetite and be too lazy to study.

maybe everything is fun at first but eventually you will lose your appetite and look for something new that interests you. Is love something like that? At first you can feel the excitement but slowly the excitement would vanish.

But I guess some love is not like that. there's love that even if years passed by the love will still remain the same. The excitement remains.

I saw Alister take his bag. Every move he makes is so slow. He doesn't look around him. I saw how his shoulder loosened after seeing his bag. I tilted my head more and watched him more.

I saw how he bit his lower lip while he was busy playing the ballpen with his fingers. I looked down at his desk and realized that there was no paper on it. He doesn't have a paper? That's why he seems depressed. where's the money he borrowed earlier then?

My classmates started writing while I saw him just bending over while playing with the ballpoint pen. If he doesn't have paper why doesn't he ask? yeah right Angel how can he ask if he looks so shy already.

Someone cleared her throat that caught my attention. The girl beside me smiling at me timidly while handing me the yellow pad. I raised an eyebrow at him causing his smile to disappear.

"Uhm, I just wanted to give you extra because I saw that you didn't have a paper." She uttered and smiled at me awkwardly.

I calmed down and looked at the paper. I don't plan to write, I'm lazy.

"Do you have an extra whole pad?" I asked her instead. He was stunned and blinked.

"Huh? Ah yes, I still have extra, fortunately, Mama bought two pads." he said as he frantically rummaged through his bag. His smile widened and he handed me the entire pad of paper.

I took out my wallet and took five hundred before I took the paper. He dropped his jaw and looked at the money.

She then chuckled awkwardly and shook her head "Ano Angel that's just free. It's free for you." she smiled.

I pursed my lips and put the money on her table before standing up with the paper on my right hand. I heard his breathing behind me. I don't accept libri if I can afford to buy something.

I walked slowly towards that Alister who was quiet on his seat. I then stopped when I finally got to his side table. I put a full sheet of paper in front of him causing him to look up.

He immediately found my honey eyes. Her red lips parted as she blinked her gray eyes. My knees suddenly wobbled after seeing his eyes. damn

Before he could even speak a word I immediately went back to my table while clutching my chest. I can hear the fast beating of my heart. I can sense that some of my classmates looked at me weirdly, I ignored them and focused more on the strength of my heartbeat.

My heart went insanely faster when I saw him tilt his head to glance at me. he gave me a small and sincere smile before he looked away and started to write. I couldn't see his reaction because he turned his back on me.

I don't know why but I suddenly smiled when I saw him pass a paper after he's done answering our activity. I faked a cough when I caught him glancing at me.

Seconds, minutes and hours passed finally my classes ended peacefully. I felt so tired even if I'm just sitting on my seat and observed that Alister. I don't even know why I immediately got attached to him.

Doing that thing I did earlier is not so me! I remembered when I was in my elementary days I used to mock and laugh at my classmates who are not the same status as mine. I used to bully them just because they aren't the same with my level. I hate to socialize with the people who are so low.

But why do I feel no hatred when it comes to him? Heck a guy like him isn't my type. But even if he wears old clothes he's not dirty in my sight. He looks pleasing to me and his eyes, I love his eyes. It's so unique.

I stopped when I was about to enter the back seat when my eyes caught Alister. He rode a tricycle. I quickly got into the car after leaving the tricycle.

"Mang Quicio kindly follow that tricycle." I ordered Mang Quicio and pointed the tricycle.

Mang Quicio frowned as he looked at the tricycle. But he immediately started the car.

"Why Ma'am, what's there?" he wondered. I just fixed my hair and looked out the window.

"Follow the tricycle on the run." I ordered and he immediately obeyed. He sped up the car until we caught up with the tricycle where Alister was riding. He slowed down the car as soon as we caught up with him.

My lips parted as my eyes immediately caught Alister inside the tricycle. I saw how the thick and somewhat messy hair was aired. But what made my lips part even more was to see him without glasses!

He held it in his hand while cleaning it. He suddenly looked at my car causing me to bow down.

My breathing became uneven as I was trying so hard to hide. But I suddenly laughed and slapped my forehead when I remembered that our car is fucking tinted! he wouldn't see me from here! My god Angel where's your damn brain?

I heard Mang Quicio's taste which made me feel ashamed. I went up and looked at Alister outside the window again. I was surprised to see him still staring at my car window.

I fixed my messy hair even though I knew he wouldn't see me! I saw how he licked his bottom lip as his brows furrowed. I suddenly bit my lower lip when I found him very cute and handsome.

He innocently looked at our car that was in sync with the tricycle he was riding. Why do I find him so handsome?

I pressed my face closer to the window and watched him more and more. My face turned red when I saw him slowly take off his old white polo shirt and his white sleeveless shirt. he took a blue shirt that was also a bit old from his bag before he put it on.

I saw him neatly fold his polo shirt and sleeveless shirt before putting it in his bag. He put his glasses back on his eyes before leaning on the seat of the tricycle.

That was fucking smooth! But why does he have to get dressed on the tricycle? Can't they just go to their house when he gets home? Does he also do that even if he has people on the tricycle at the same time? Why does it seem like Manong driver didn't do what he did? maybe Manong is used to being like that?

Wait! Why am I following him for no reason? I grabbed my forehead when it hit the window glass because of the sudden break. I glared at Mang Quico who looked so pale at the driver's seat.

"Ma'am, the tricycle we were escorting has stopped. I think the ride has come down.” he weakly promised causing me to calm down. I looked outside and saw Alister coming out. He put his right hand on his waist while bowing to Manong. he handed it a payment before it left.

He glanced at our car once before he walked away. I followed him until he entered a place where you could see many children playing. So he lived there? What do you call that place? Squatter or what?

I suddenly held my chest when I felt the fast beating of my heart. Don't tell me I like him? No impossible. Maybe I just find him cute and interesting?

"Mang Quicio, let's go to the nearby mall." I ordered and immediately listed in my mind the things to buy.

I thanked God that Mang Quicio is not so very talkative today. He is still very talkative. I'm not that nosy type of person. I only speak when necessary. I want to shut my mouth all the time for me to spot from spitting out some nonsense words.

I immediately felt the coldness that enveloped my whole body as soon as I entered the Mall. I quickly found men's polo shirts and black slacks. I pursed my lips and looked for Alister size. My face brightened when I saw one. I'm sure it will surely fit on him. i get two polo's and two black slacks before i find the black shoes.

I chose what I thought would fit her size. I studied her shoes carefully earlier so I'm sure she'll be happy with the one I chose.

After I made my choice, I immediately went to the school supplies. for all my senior high days I just thought of buying things and not for myself yet. Mommy always buys things for me. I'm just waiting for what he gives me and I don't care if I have paper or not. I don't use it either.

But I think this day is a fucking exception! I'm here at the mall buying some things for the boy I just fucking met earlier. What kind of sorcery did he do to me for me to act like this?

I bought five pads of yellow paper together with some notebooks and ballpens. while I was holding the purchases, I stopped walking when my eyes caught different types of glasses.

Should I buy him a new one?

For the fuck sake Angel Kate, you don't even know what the grade of her eyes is so why are you just buying it! you should have asked him first!

Because of my excitement I smiled at the cashier who smiled at me first. When it is a normal day I probably ignore her but I'm in a good state right now to ignore her so better smiled back right?

I hummed as I was putting my seatbelt. I put my purchases on my lap before I looked at Mang Quicio who was looking at me in the mirror in disbelief.

I smiled at him making his eyes widen in shock. I giggled and ordered him to drive.

My smile didn't falter as I was walking inside our house. I heard small giggles inside the kitchen making me grin.

"Zup lovers," I shouted causing my Mom and Dad stopped from being so sweet with each other. My Mom immediately ran excitedly towards me and hugged me tightly.

"Our little evil is already here, hon." my Mom giggled as she was kissing my cheeks. Then suddenly I felt a strong arms of my Dad when he hugged me and Mom.

"My two evils in one frame you mean?" Daddy teased Mom making her lips pouted a bit.

“I'm not evil! Your daughter is!" Mom ranted while glaring at my Dad. I pinched Mom's cheeks making her glare at me.

"You are more evil than me. I'm just your carbon copy Mom.” I teased her making her roll her eyes and laugh a bit.

I wonder why they named me Angel when my attitude is far from that name. Mom and Dad love my attitude even if I like this. they said being me is not bad. They accept me as I am. I don't need to pretend just to be liked by others.

If they don't like my attitude then that's not my problem anymore. I'm just being me. I don't want to wear a mask for them to like me. I don't care about their judgments after all. But trust me my Mom is more evil than me when she's angry. Only Daddy can really tame her wild side.

I was smiling as I was putting the things I bought for Alister on the small sofa of my room. How should I approach him? I'm not that friendly. I'm not used to starting a conversation. I'm a type of person who only talks back if you're the one who talked to me first.

I nibble my lower lip and practice how I should approach him tomorrow. I didn't realize that I had been rehearsing how I could give him the things I bought so he wouldn't be surprised or hurt.