The Coño Boy 1 & 2: Love What You Will

Chapter Twenty Five: Billy Shakespeare Wrote A Whole Bunch of Sonnets

It's 5 minutes past 1:00pm and Joaquin and I are walking down the ramp at the side entrance of the Mini Theater. We just got back from buying the stuff on Nerissa's list at UP Town Center. Yung list na "it's not that much naman eh" daw is actually too much that we ended up asking to have them boxed. The dressing room is located at the bottom end of the ramp. Joaquin knocks on the door before opening it.

Joaquin: Hey, is Nerissa here?

Theater Org Guy: They're at the stage area. Just pass by here na lang.

He points to the door at the right side of the dressing room leading to the stage.

Joaquin: Okay, Thanks.

I follow Joaquin to the door and make our way to the backstage area. There are a lot of students gathered there working on large pieces of fabric laid out on the floor. Reminds me of the time when I was forced to join the play in high school.

Joaquin: Nerissa.

Nerissa: You're here na. Just in time ha. Hi, Sean! Thanks again for the help.

Me: Hi!

*Smile pa rin.*

Joaquin: Where do you want these?

*Can I make hampas you with this box? Or drop it over your head? No wonder Artie called you Miss Demanding.*

Nerissa: Just put it there muna sa side so we can sort it out muna.

We place the boxes on the floor near the edge of the stage. I notice there are people on the seats in the audience area discussing something. A strong light suddenly hits me face as I get up from putting the box I was carrying.

Joaquin: Babe, we gotta go. May 1:30pm class pa si Sean.

Nerissa: Sure. Thanks again, Sean.

*Smile ulit. Ang hirap pala nang laging naka-smile ha!*

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*Whoever it is up there that's watching this, please don't let me go through that again?*

These past few weeks, I have been trying to get used to being Joaquin's Secret. Yun lang: Secret. Don't ask me what kind of secret because I don't even know myself. Basta, I'm enjoying it -this situation- for what it's worth.

*Stop over-thinking nga, di ba?*

I made it to my Filipino 11 class on time because malapit lang naman ang Mini Theater at FB Hall to where my class is at K-Hall. And it was a rather enjoyable class discussing "Dulce et Utile" [Sweet and Useful] as found in the poetry readings. As for Math 11, buti na lang I remembered to do my assignment last night.

It's 4:30pm and I'm hungry.

*And sino nga uli ang may kasalanan why you're hungry? Okay, evil thoughts get outta my head, shooo!*

I proceed to the Caf at G-Hall. I'm in the mood for pizza.

The bench at the right entrance of G-Hall was empty. I guess sina Artie, Caleb, and Rusky are still in class or somewhere else. I check on my phone as I enter the Caf. Walang messages from Joaquin. I'm on my own.

*Umaasa naman ako since I know it's dismissal time.*

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Phone vibrates.

Joaquin is calling.

I answer.

Joaquin: Dude, where ka?