French Kisses

Chapitre 7

| FRENCH KISSES |

Calvin

I quickly stood up from my seat. Halos itapon ko na ang bag ko para lang makuha ang pinakagitnang seat sa harap ni Alecia.

I want to get a closer look at her again.

Muntik ng napamura si Flyn nang makaupo ako sa harap ni Alecia. Wala na siyang nagawa kaya pumwesto nalang siya sa likuran ko since naunahan na rin siya ng iba dito sa harap.

Napakagat-labi ako saka humarap kay Alecia. She was wearing a nude button-down blouse and a navy blue skirt and a dark heels. Nakatali siya ng buhok and her lips are red. Damn, Alecia. Damn.

Napansin ko ang pagsalubong niya ng kilay. There she goes with her eyebrows again. Bad mood na naman. Parang kanina lang, ang saya niya nang makapasok siya ng room.

My Alecia, what's the problem?

"Okay, silence." Aniya saka huminga ng malalim.

Tumahimik naman kami. Siguro nase-sense na rin nilang nawalan ng mood si Alecia. Pinanood namin siyang may kinuha sa bag niya. Napalingon lang ako kay Flyn nang kalbitin niya ako sa balikat.

Lumapit siya sa akin saka may binulong. "Bad vibes yata si Ma'am?"

"I think so." Bulong ko rin pabalik.

How I wish I could ease that mood of her. I would do anything to see her smile again.

"Almaro, Elise." She called.

"Present, Ma'am."

Oh, attendance. Uso pala 'yan dito sa Pinas? Sa amin kasi, kung sinong gusto pumasok, pasok. Lampake ang mga professors kung sino ang mga estudyante nila.

"Beaufort, Calvin."

Fuck me.

Oh, I would love to hear her say those two words after calling my name. Alecia saying my name made me feel completely alive all around.

"Beaufort, Calvin? Are you present?"

Napatayo ako saka lumapit sa kanya. Ipinatong ko ang aking mga kamay sa table. I leaned in to her and whispered. "I'm here, My Alecia."

Her eyebrows furrowed even more. Halatang-halata na sa mukha niya ang inis sa akin. I smirked as my eyes went down to her red lips. I want to bite it down right now, right here in front of everyone.

"Sit down, Mr. Beaufort."

"As you say so." I said and winked at her before I sat down on my armchair. She rolled her eyes at me and called names again.

Alecia started her class. We have two hours of Financial Accounting so that just means I have two hours to stare at Alecia. The way she speaks, she moves elegantly, she writes on the whiteboard, and the way her ass looks good in my sight everytime she turns around.

I've been staring at her the whole time, not minding what she discusses about. I don't just care. I just want to stare and listen to her beautiful voice. I also noticed she would never look at me, even once. She would either looked behind me or to west and east.