Wild Secrets

10 - IDENTITY THIEF

My head kept spinning about Raphael's words to me last night.

"I'm sorry. I still like you"

"We can still be friends right?" I asked.

"Of course, if loving you means i'm going to wait for you, then go" The smile on his face returned.

After that conversation, we told stories about ourselves. We missed each other for a month. I'm longing to have this conversation for days because no one can talk to me like Raphael does. He gave this cheerful aura in me and if being just friends is the only way to keep him closer to me, I would do such a thing.

I also told him about Zac.

"Yeah. I lied. I told him that I'm with Kenz right now"

"What?! How on earth do you know Kenz!?" He asked shockingly.

"We used to be in a relationship. What? Do you know him?"

"Kenz used to study in our school two years ago then he left"

"Is there a possible chance that Zac and Kenz are close?!" I asked.

"No way, they're in different worlds and Ken explains quote unquote the son of Green to be a serious control freak. But they're both playing soccer" We laughed after he finished his sentence. Wait. What?

"Kenz's a good friend of mine, you know" He added.

"Ohh"

After a few moments, he began to talk again.

"Can I ask you something?" he asked.

"Do you like me?"

"I lied. I think I still do" After that conversation, we're the closest best friends in town. We laughed all night and we did the sickest things teenagers could do. We did prank calls, drive thru pranks and stuff. Carl also joined us which means more party.

I went home and I was shocked to see Paul sitting on the couch with two guys wearing a formal attire.

"Oh there she is" one guy said.

"We need to go. It's nice to be chatting with you Mr. Gruenberg" the other guy said.

When they closed the door, I shot a lot of questions to Paul.

"What was that all about?"

"Who are they?" And a lot of questions involving the two guys in black.

"Slow down. They're from New York University and they offered a scholarship if you take Arts as your course" I went excited.

"What did you say!?" I asked happily then his face turned serious. He looked down. I can feel that he's disappointed.

"I told them you can't take the scholarship" What?!

"Why did you tell them that!?"

"Your father told me to" He explained. Hearing my father seems to destroy my heart. I think I should reconsider if he's really my father. Why on earth would he do such a thing? I can feel rage and anger flowing in my veins. I want to smack his face with my fist. What he did is too much? It's my future we're talking about!

"Why would he do that?" I asked angrily. All the happiness this day gave have immediately disappeared. I can't feel the joy from the contest, the moment Raphael, Carl and I are together and everything. All I can feel is anger.

"Why did you do that!?" I shouted at my dad through the phone.

"Sweety calm down. Arts is not for you my dear, I want you to have a better future. What jobs do you think you'll get if you finish Arts? Choreographer? Arts teacher?"