Chapter 1

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Where do the broken hearts go? Do they stay and long for the love they cannot have? Or do they come and go until the feelings and actions became clear?

Isang buwan na ang nakalipas magmula noong huli ko siyang nakita sa farm. Hindi ko tuloy maiwasang mapatitig sa kaniya habang bumibilis ang tibok ng puso ko. Kinakabahan akong baka mahuli niya akong nakatitig sa kaniya. I can still remember how messy his hair was but now, it's all brushed up. Right now, he looks a lot more handsome than last year kahit isang buwan lamang ang nakalipas.

Nasa corridor kami ngayon ng third floor habang hinihintay na matapos ang lunch break para makapasok na kami sa classroom. All classrooms are locked pagkatapos ng klase before lunch, tsaka lamang ito bubuksan ulit pagkatapos.

"Kumusta naging semester break mo?" tanong sa akin ni Cashew.

I sighed, "Not good."

"Huh? Bakit? Akala ko ba ay nagdate kayo sa farm before Christmas?" nagtatakang tanong niya sa akin.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Wala eh, hindi niya raw ako type."

Narinig ko naman ang bahagyang pagtawa ni Plum sa tabi ko. "Sabi ko sa iyo, bakla 'yan."

I still don't get it, he wasn't like this last year. Ibang-iba siya noon. He was the son of one of our professional teachers here at school and I must say he looks like a good and decent student. Indeed, he was kind and hated bullies, which made him famous but he was also gorgeous—with that visible jawline, pointed nose, rosy lips, and deep brown eyes--- who wouldn't fall for him, right?

As I remembered what happened last season, I can't help but feel embarrassed. Who in their right mind would go and ask a guy on a date?

It was December, I never bothered the cold wind hugging me while setting up our garden for us to hang out together. But after he left, the cold never left me. It only brings memories of rejection and that's when I started to hate the cold season.

"Ano ba kasing nangyari? Ikaw ang damot mo magkwento! Buong bakasyon nakadeactivate lang social medias mo," sabi ni Plum habang nakakunot ang noo.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore. Besides, kakasimula pa lamang ng bagong school year, ayokong simulan sa masamang ala-ala. Past is past," sagot ko ngunit mukhang hindi ako titigilan ng dalawang kaibigan ko.

Cashew and Plum have been my best friends for almost four years now, I met them when we were still high school students. Cashew Armenia has always been a soft and approachable person which matches her looks. Her brown and wavy long hair emphasizes her round face and eyes.

On the other hand, Plum Sweden is sometimes Cashew's opposite when it comes to their behavior although she is her cousin. Genes do not lie, her hair is also wavy but shorter and has red highlights which match her thick eyebrows and visible cheekbone. She always act as the bravest one among us, parang anumang oras ay handa siyang sumugod sa gyera kahit walang armas.

"Oh come on, Cosette. Ilang taon na tayong magkakaibigan, ngayon mo pa talaga kami naisipang pagdamutan? Baka gusto mong siya pa mismo tanungin ko?" she confidently said pertaining to that boy who said I wasn't his type.

I rolled my eyes, "Kung kaya mo, hayaan mo nalang akong mag-act like nothing happened."

Cashew arranged her makeup set and pouted, "You know what, tama ka naman..." she said that made me smile but it eventually vanished. "We should just go and ask Dawn."

Nagulat ako sa sinabi niya at magsasalita na sana ako upang pigilan sila sa binabalak nila ngunit huli na. Nagmamadali silang tumakbo sa hallway upang magtungo sa puwesto nina Dawn kung kaya't agad ko silang sinundan. Sa hindi inaasahan ay nabunggo ko si Cadence— ang pinsan kong hindi ko gugustuhin makita araw-araw.

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