Perfect boys only exist in books.
Akala ko din eh. Hanggang isang araw dumating na lang si Nicolo Sandivan Monreal, the future first presidential son (kung hindi kami papalpak sa pagpapanggap na ako ang girlfriend niya at siya nga ang perpektong boy...
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The Story of Another Us
chapter two: kiss me like i'm your girlfriend because i am
I might not be the most innocent person in the planet but hell, this is the first time I'd do this with a stranger.
"Go on then," sabi ni Epps.
"I don't think it is really necessary," sabi ko. "Teens PDA is not good publicity."
"It's not just the public you are going to please. What of your friends? What of his friends? What of your families and relatives? You have to be believable. If you are going to be awkward around each other how are you supposed to convince them let alone the whole country? Let's start small. Why don't you hold hands?"
"Seriously?" bulong ko.
ANO BA 'TO?! Teka nga! Balik, balik! Nakakahiya!
Hindi ko kayang tumingin kay Nicolo. Isipin naman niya gustong-gusto ko. Well, gusto ko naman talaga pero nakakahiya!!!!!!!
"Time is money, Kater," sabi niya habang may isinusulat sa notepad gamit ang isang lapis.
"Err," lumabas sa bibig ko. Holding hands? Yuck, namamawis ba kamay ko. Oh no.
"Nicolo, why don't you move first?" parang naiirita nang sabi ni Epps. Gets ko naman, pero of course, demure nga tayo eh! Bakit ako magf-first move?
I can hear him chuckling from beside me.
"Kat."
"-er," I add. "Kater. Not Kat."
"Alright, Kat-er. Give me your hand."
Nakita ko sa dulo ng aking mga mata na nakalahad na ang kamay niya. Oh, just go with it, Kater. It's just a hand anyway. A handsome boy's hands. Just hold it.
And then, ayun na nga, hawak ko na. I can feel his long fingers enclosing on mine. Grabe ang laki. I can easily see the difference in our complexion. Ang puti niya pala. Nahiya naman ako. But his hand feels warm and welcoming.
"Talk," utos ni Epps. "Get to know each other, basic info."
"Wait, you signed the papers. That means you're legal already. You're eighteen, right?" tanong niya sa'kin.
"Yeah," sagot ko naman. Ewan ko ba pero nanginginig 'yung boses ko. How embarrassing. "Ikaw?"
"I'll be twenty-one soon."
Oooh. Three years age difference? I don't mind. "Oh, cool."
"What's your favorite food?"
"Ugh," I groan. "How could you ask me that? That question should be illegal."
