"I . . ." I stuttered, trying to find perfect words to utter. But he just looked at me in confusion. "I shouldn't . . . ""Yeah, you shouldn't be sneaking in our room," he said, and his tone didn't sound neither amused nor disappointed. He moved closer to reach for the bag behind me, as I could feel sweat trickling down my forehead in nervousness.I'm fucked, I told myself."Please don't tell Kourtney I sneaked in the room," I managed to say with my heart beating rapidly.He pursed his lips tight and studied me from head to toe."Only if you tell me the reason why you sneaked," he conditioned, as I held my breath."I wanted to get rid of the video." I ran a hand at the back of my neck, as Mason nodded.It took him quite a few seconds before saying, "I won't tell her. Just be cautious."I released the breath I held, and relief wash
Kourtney scoffed before she sat at the edge of the tub while biting down her bottom lip."I told you that you don't know Nicholas," she said, a mischievous smirk tugged on her lips."What does Nick has to do with it?" I asked again, shifting from my seat.I heard my heart rapidly beating, and random speculations started swirling in my head. I was afraid of what could be the reason behind it."Let's just say that I pushed his buttons, and he was the one who told me about you."I caught a lump in my throat after what Kourtney said, and I felt my stomach tied a knot. I tried to hide the sudden anxiousness as I gulped in disbelief."I don't understand," I uttered instead.She stood up again, moving out of the tub. I watched her as she walked to the position she was sitting at a while ago. She reached for the white robe, wrapping it around her before responding
We were outside of the villa already, with our packed belongings placed on one corner of the patio. I was leaning on the white rail of the area, looking at the sunset before me and admiring every bit of it. The gust of wind that tingled my skin refreshed my mind for a bit, as the crazy occurrences started filling my head. Though I wanted to forget about the craps this vacation had caused me, my mind didn't seem to comply with me."Come on, guys. Let's put these things inside the van," Emma initiated.I turned my back and spotted everyone grabbing their belongings. Approaching them, I was about to reach for my luggage but Miguel lifted it for me. I gave him an appreciative smile as we all went out of the patio and headed to the minivan that was parked beneath the pine trees.Daniel already left. He said it was urgent, and everyone seemed to be okay with it as if it was the most normal thing. I felt like this vacation had ch
We grabbed some foods in Taco Bell, as we placed the takeouts on the dashboard of the van. Everyone was still asleep that left Miguel and I the only people to fill up the silence in the car. Reaching for the bag, I put it in between Miguel and me and grabbed the burrito inside of it."Thanks for this," I said, unwrapping the food."No problem," he responded, as he continued driving down the road.I took a bite of the beef burrito I ordered and munched the food, enjoying the savory taste of the meat. I let it danced with my tongue, as I grabbed for the tissue and wiped the excess grease around my mouth."This is so good," I remarked with my mouth still stuffed.I saw him smile at the side of my eye, as I drifted my gaze to him which caused our eyes to meet. But he quickly looked away to focus on the road.I still remembered the moment we had during our vacation. With our lips in direct contact with each other, our bodies colliding, and the intimacy we felt while it happened. It was like
Monday went by pretty quickly. And it was as if we would be having another stressful week at school before prom could even arrive. All of us were hustling to get the homework and essays done before the examination.We were currently in the lounge room filled with utter silence as everyone minded their own business. Daniel wasn't here, and I was guessing he didn't attend school because I hadn't seen him around. I tried to contact him after our vacation, but his phone was out of reach which had me worried. The Royals weren't speaking up about it, as speculations filled in my head.The only thing that kept bugging me was the last time I saw him. Before I even confessed what Kourtney had done to his and Lindsey's relationship, he already seemed frantic. I could still depict the vivid image of him in a problematic state. From how his eyes began to glimmer, the uneasiness in his aura, and his actions were somehow lousy. He was holding back somet
I went back to our house after school and rushed to Hansel's office. There were some random thoughts creeping in my head and my hands began to sweat from nervousness.Once I opened his office door, I spotted him sitting on the black leather chair, elbows on the table while his chin rested on his clasped hands as if pondering. When I shut the door closed behind me, causing a slight thud to echo in the room, Hansel averted his attention to me with a worried look. Beckoning me to approach him, I trudged further in the room and walked in front of Hansel's wooden desk."What's going on?" I asked, my voice sounded frantic.He looked down, chewing his bottom lip as his eyes began to water. Silence started to consume us, and the only thing I could hear was the rapid beating of my heart. I could feel my hands sweating and a lump started to form in my throat."I don't know what's happening," he mumbled.
I didn't know if I should be attending school at times like this. That Hansel and I were currently facing a great depth that would put us both in misery. But since this day was the start of the examination and I was too eager to graduate high school, I didn't stop. This was the only thing that would make me sane.I walked outside of the school's lot where the huge tree stood in the middle of the green field. I tried to stall around before going to the first class and just clear my mind before the exam so that I'd pass.Sitting on the grass, I leaned my back on the tree trunk and roamed my eyes around the place. I heaved a breath of relief, trying to release some stress to not be too bothered and consumed by my problems. I needed to fight this, I told myself.The leaves of the trees hovered on top of me, as the sun rays filtered through it that made a shed. As my eyes flicked to my sling bag laying beside me, I ope
I promised Hansel last week that I would be returning once he got home. So I brought almost all of my stuff and left my apartment after school. The whole day I'd been having this nagging feeling. Thoughts after thoughts started to swirl in my head, and I felt like I was going crazy. I was starting to connect every dots, every possibility, every incident, and occurrences that might lead me to a final conclusion. But there seemed to be a leap. Every time I would come up to a logical reason, there seemed to be a missing piece. Or I guess all of the clues were scattered everywhere, and I was just too clouded with stress to comprehend. I was currently in my room, crouching in front of my luggage as I stared at my clothes as if I was in haze. Shaking my head, I approached the bed and plopped myself on the soft, white mattress. As I gazed at the ceiling, my mind drift off and started piecing some information again. The newspap