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HIM ALL ALONG CHAOS
GREG:It aches. My head hurts. The aftermath of yesterday’s school turmoil kept me bedridden and contemplating the prospect of school until 7:17 a.m.At this hour, Mum and Dad would be out of the house, and Rose would be on her preparation and likely to leave the house before me.Unfazed by my potential lateness or that I may be keeping Mr. Sam at the bus stop, I placed my primary concern on the situation at school.It is sickening to indulge in a fight, but I do not regret defending myself, and that part feels brave.Larozo has always been a pest to everyone at school. His persistent animosity and troubles weren’t surprising, but involving Faruk, the half-African boy, was unexpected.Faruk joined Larozo in attacking me, hurling insults and ordering me out of the shower room, and expecting I heed them out of fear.Not in my afterlife. Why would I leave the shower room when I haven’t gotten the chance to strip after the hectic Gymnastics class? Why should I do so on their command?“I do
HIM ALL ALONG OH MY CRUSH!
GREG: “I will go to school now,” I said to the baffled Mr. Ben, who didn’t know what I intended to do after walking into the car. I bothered little about my lateness since Frederick’s scholarship remains intact. Dad had listened to my pleas. It took only a minute of his call to get Frederick back into the beneficiaries, and further, he offered to cover his entire academic expense up to his education aspiration. Dad has taken an absolute interest in Frederick. I stepped out of my shell to appear in his company for the first time. So, there is every reason to take wild involvement in him. “Do you want something else?” Dad asked when I announced my departure. I could ask for more, getting the rude receptionist fired or having Larozo expelled, but both are a little extreme. “No. That will be all.” James would seize the opportunity to demand a new car or a vacation for a cool-off. I smile at the thought of him. We haven’t been communicating often since his absence until yesterday.
HIM ALL ALONG ANEW DEVELOPMENT
GREG: “We need to talk.” Nicholas’ words resonated like a spell despite the command it holds. I strangely lost my voice and stared at him, just as happy as I was to see him. I was mad at him. I remember I was. But why? I can’t recur or feel anything except my heart reaping in joy to see him. He pulled me along, and I followed him to wherever. I heard Frederick’s gasps and one from everyone else in the classroom, but Nicholas was too fast to take me out of the class before I could turn to see their state. Other students in the hallway didn’t hide their expressions; they hawked and squeaked at our pass. It suddenly became a viral view, and as we walked past each student, they lifted their phones in a hurry to gossip about it on the school platform, which I strictly refused to join. I regret it now. I wish I had joined. I would’ve known if Larozo had seen my development with Nicholas. He should be aware; that would be the befitting punishment for him. Having Nicholas with me in thi
HIM ALL ALONG TOO CLOSE TO STOP
NICHOLAS: Who said we should follow our heart? How does one suggest following the stupidest and most confused part of the body? I had been sorting my heart all night, not knowing where to find solace and refuge till I left the sleeping Rahul in his big bed. Rahul is not wrong now; it is not going to end well. But I do not want to hurt him. If it could be easy to kiss memories to the abyss, I wouldn’t think twice about doing it for him. I wish Rahul wouldn’t have memories of me. I want his ability to stay happy and stable without living in the memory of us. The truth is, it is not just about Rahul; I am aching and withering. It is hard to let him go. He has made my life engaging these past months, and I dread to cut off ties. But I must walk away for his sake and mine. About following one’s heart, I refuse to agree to such nonsense. If it was the best guide, it means nothing but to follow Rahul and Greg. I could keep them both and maybe introduce a polygamous healthy relationship
HIM ALL ALONG DON'T FORGIVE ME
NICHOLAS: I rode with Greg out of the school to the farther bus stop, where he requested I end our little road trip. I understand his plight, his hiding from me. He is keeping his anonymity, and I wonder how long he would keep that zipped. He can seal it forever if he intends. I do not care about him being a Waldeen. I enjoy our hitting off under the cloak. If he had known I was aware of his identity, we may not be progressive out of ill record. My profile of only wanting and sleeping with the rich boys of D’caprias doesn’t go without fame. Either of us revealing his identity may joggle his interest and belief. He might think I approached him solely for his money, causing a dent in my sincerity. I do not need to explain it is not all true. I never wanted these boys because of their money. I had wanted them close and clad enough to find the boy I had been seeking. Trust me, a day hasn’t passed without a slide in thoughts about the boy. Well, you could say I lie now. Having Rahul a
HIM ALL ALONG I FEEL LIKE CRAZY
GREG: I half ran into the mansion, surprising Mr. Nazit and his subordinates. The maids and every staff of the Waldeen household turned in open-mouth to see me hopping into the compound. Who cares? They should look all they want. I just received my first kiss; I should dance to my heart full. I walked into the large living room and spun with closed eyes. “Gregory?” Mom’s voice staggered my moves, bringing me near to the floor. “Be careful.” “I wasn’t looking forward to you,” I acknowledged, adjusting my nuisance. “You look happy.” I walked up, and to her surprise, I went into her embrace. “I am.” I tightened my grip, and she chuckled. No, Mom gasped. It is irregular to throw out hugs, and she received one without warning. “Is it something you want to tell?” She pushed, and I gave it to her. It is her lucky day; I am happy. “We kissed.” “Ohh!” Mom’s smile broadened. I saw her blushing for me, for my pleasure. “Who is this ‘we’?” She asked again, but no, her luck charm fade
HIM ALL ALONG HE FEELS CRAZIER
GREG: I turned to meet the most handsome male on record, standing at the entrance, staring at me with great affection. He couldn’t hide it. I saw it, and I feel contended that he has such an impression of me. He descended the stairs, covered with red carpets, and stood at the foot of the room. From above, he looked the same tall and challenging. Nicholas’ physique is intimidating, and he knows about it. He didn’t dress up like me, yet he looked more attractive in his black jeans, torn on both knees, and the black t-shirt protected with a black jacket. His shoes were black, and so was his belt. Those shades of black gave him an idol look, and I melted in its effect. Nicholas wore no accessories while I clad up in a fancy wristwatch and diamond neckwear plastered to my neck, which reflected in between the open buttons of my shirt. He began elevating to me, and without realizing I was moving restlessly on my seat, I gripped my pants. His every step took a breath from me, and I imagi
HIM ALL ALONG BEHIND THE CURTAINS
GREG: It kept coming in bits. Flashes of the kidnap and the stranger refused to cease since my date with Nicholas. The memories were rebound, and I couldn’t surpass a day without embracing solemnity. As messy as it was, I developed an unusual gust. I had always felt differently about the incident; the rape label had never been the tag until recently. Hurtful feelings about that day arose to settle in me. I couldn’t explain it, but my heart tends to break now. Perhaps I should have pushed the incident to the cops, as was suggested by James. Yet, when I think of it, I feel my decision to absorb the pain of pleasure was right. Aiish! I feel insane. Waking up and being engulfed by the chapters of my dark adventure should be a sign to skip school. Except I must go. To return to my fancy date with Nicholas is an advanced reason to be at D’Caprias. Amid the undealt memories of my dark tale, I had lived my previous week happily. Dates with Nicholas aren’t such a couple dress up and din
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