Phone call.
"Hey, Harry — Mmm... Okay... Okay... I got it... I'll tell them. Bye."
Phone call end.
"Hey guys... Harry said that they're already in the venue, and Terence is on his way to get us."
"Does he knows where we are, Angie?"
"I think so. Harry told me to turn on my location, and to stay where we are."
"As expected, to the oldest, so reliable!"
"Uhh... Thank you, JC?"
"This is so humiliating... Three men, getting lost in this stupid hotel! Other than that, Terence cut me off the damn phone."
"Chill, Dew. Terence is the scariest among us. I would like to take his angry picture."
"He'll throw your camera in your face, JC. Hey — say something, Angie."
"What — do you want me to say?"
"Come on! You're a big person! You're even taller than me, oldest! Have some confidence to yourself, will ya?"
"That's because you're the shortest guy among us..., probably."
"You are so uncute, Dewey."
"I don't want to be called cute. Angie fits perfectly in being cute."
"I don't want to be called cute, neither, Dewey. Sorry."
"I can't believe it that you dudes are so uncute. I take it that the youngest must be really cute. Harry likes her."
"Don't make me laugh. Harry has been in love with her since when we're kids. He's too old for puppy love."
"That's ironic, hearing from you, Dewey... You used to have a crush on her as well."
"I must be blind, Angie."
"Don't — say like it was a bad thing, Dewey. She was your book-friend."
". . ."
"You're still single, aren't you, Angie."
"That was out of the blue... But I don't want to hear that from someone who always gets dumped by their girlfriends."
"I'm single, what's wrong with that?"
"Your height is the problem. No girl wants to date a short guy, JC."
"I — agree with Dewey... Though, she won't go out with him."
"Are you picking a fight with me, Angie?"
"Not — at — all. Sorry."
"Really? I've always thought that the youngest was very cute, but it never crossed my mind that I want to date her or something. I mean — I never liked her in the first place."
". . ."
". . ."
"Are you serious, JC...?"
"Yeah. She's like a little sister to me. Don't you guys agree with me?" (smile)
"Damn you, JC! That was misleading..!"
"I agree... — But — Yeah... She is also like a sister to me, JC."
"Am I right?" (smile)
"You're crazy."
"You are so totally uncute, fifth-bro."
Click.
"Don't call me that. And get that camera away from me, JC. --- Angie, do something."
"What — do you — want me to do???"
"Hey. Stop bullying Angelo. It's been a while since we saw him, what are you guys even talking about?"
"Oh, hi, second-bro. You're finally here."
"That's because you guys are so far away from the venue. How did you even manage to get here, anyway?"
"About that, Terence..., we — uhh—"
"Just blame Dewey." (point)
"Wow, thanks." (sarcastic)
"Don't bother, Dewart. The party has already started, let's go."
"Sorry for the bother, Terence..."
"It's okay. The party was already boring."
"Right... — Hey, I want to ask you, something. Is there something wrong with JC?" (whisper)
"Why are you asking me that? You and Angelo been with him for a while."
"Yeah..., but you're his classmate, Terence."
"You are so also his classmate, Dewart."
"This conversation is getting us nowhere..."
"I couldn't agree more... — Well, JC has always been the peculiar one next to Rina, but he thinks before he acts. I couldn't understand him as much as I couldn't understand you, Dewart. But, hey, I guess he is a good kind of weird."
"So, just leave him be, huh? — What do you think, Angie?"
"Me?! — JC is ...! — JC is ...! — He is....!"
Looks at him as he walks ahead, then he turned around, and their eyes met. He smiled at him.
"He's terrifying pyscho..."
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Being Next to You
RomanceI've always like him since middle school. I see him in the library where I often read. He reads mysteries, fantasies, cook books and sometimes literatures. He doesn't know about much me and so do l. I only admire him from a far and that's the end of...
