Love Of My Life

Chapter 8

As May and Jae voiced their desire to switch partners in front of the class, Sophia's heart sank with each word, the weight of her mistakes pressing heavily upon her. The room fell silent as all eyes turned to Moon, awaiting her response. Summoning her courage, Moon stood up, her voice steady as she addressed the class. "Sophia didn't intend to hurt anyone," she began, her words measured yet filled with empathy. "She was upset with me, and she made a mistake. But we've all been there, haven't we? We've all said or done things out of anger that we later regret." The tension in the room eased slightly as Moon's explanation resonated with her classmates, understanding dawning on their faces. After class, Moon and Sophia reconciled, their friendship stronger for having weathered the storm of misunderstanding. Sophia offered a sincere apology, and Moon accepted it with grace, knowing that forgiveness was the first step towards healing.

As they parted ways, Sophia whispered to Moon that Francisco was waiting nearby, a silent reminder of the lingering tension between them. With a nod of gratitude, Moon headed towards Francisco, ready to confront the unresolved emotions that lingered between them.

"Give me your phone," Fransisco demanded, catching Moon off guard.

"Why?" Moon questioned, puzzled by his sudden request.

"Just give it," Francisco repeated, thrusting a new phone into her hands.

"I don't want it, I want my phone," Moon insisted, feeling a surge of frustration.

Fransisco's tone turned threatening. "Well, take it, otherwise I'll smash your mom's phone."

Moon's eyes widened in disbelief. "How did you know?"

Fransisco's smirk revealed his secret. "I went to your place last week to ask your mom for your number. She told me."

Their usual banter resumed, but their attention was diverted by Fredrick and Brandon, who observed their exchange with amusement.

To their surprise, Juan made a sudden return, announced by Brandon. His presence added a new dynamic to the group, leaving both Moon and Francisco intrigued. As F4 departed, Moon found herself accepting Fransisco's invitation to join them. Despite her initial reluctance, she decided to accept, driven by a mix of curiosity and a desire for camaraderie.

Moon settled beside Francisco, trying to ignore the uneasy feeling that stirred within her as Juan arrived with a new companion. "Hey guys, this is Kiki," Juan introduced, taking a seat at the adjacent table with the girl.

Whispers rippled through their group, commenting on Juan's transformation and questioning Scarlett's absence. Moon felt a twinge of discomfort and excused herself, unable to shake off the awkwardness that permeated the air. As she departed, Moon stole one last glance at Juan, pondering the changes that had taken hold of him.

The next day, Moon ascended to the rooftop, her footsteps echoing against the concrete as she made her way to the familiar spot

He's sitting there, just like he used to. Like nothing changed.

Moon's heart skipped a beat as Juan's unexpected question hung in the air, momentarily catching her off guard. "No, I'm not dating Fransisco," she responded, her voice barely above a whisper. Juan's playful demeanor brought a smile to her lips, and she chuckled softly at his jest. "You wish," she retorted playfully, though a hint of warmth colored her words. As they conversed, Moon couldn't shake the flutter of uncertainty in her chest, a whirlwind of emotions stirring within her. Yet, before she could dwell on them further, Fransisco appeared, his presence commanding her attention. His sudden appearance and decisive actions left her speechless, her mind racing to comprehend his intentions.

"Where are you taking me?" Moon's voice trembled with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension as Francisco guided her into his car. His words reassured her, each detail meticulously arranged to ensure her comfort and safety. With a leap of faith, Moon embarked on this impromptu journey, her trust in Fransisco steadfast despite the uncertainties that lay ahead.