How am I so into you? (RICCI RIVERO)

Chapter XXXIX: Color of the day

Z A U N E A

Ihahatid na dapat ako ni Ricci sa school since may pasok ako so nagbihis na ko.

"You look pretty in that sweater.." he said while checking me out. How can he be so obvious?

"Baliw." I said and went giggly.

"Ayy, oo nga pala. Sasha left tickets for Ed Sheeran. Sabi nya sa'yo daw yung isa."  I said and handed one to him.

"Tapos sayo yung isa? Magkasama tayo?" 

"Oo, ayaw mo ba?"

"Tss, kainis.." he grunted

"Ano nanaman nakakainis dun?" kanina nya pa sinasabing naiinis sya ah.

"Pati kay Ed Sheeran naunahan ako."

"Huh?" Pagtataka ko.

He took his phone and showed me that he had ordered tickets online.

"Hahahaha! Kawawa ka naman, benta mo nalang." Poor Ricci.

"Kanino naman?"

"Ewan ko, ikaw baka may kakilala kang interesado...." Sabi ko and turned off switches and plugs that might blow up this building into ashes.

"Tara na nga, ikaw ibenta ko eh" I said and he pouted and rolled his eyes at me. Sarap dukutin, tapos titigan..

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"How is it going sa cafe? Nageenjoy ka ba?" He asked on the way while I was watching how traffic goes in Manila like it was unusual.

"Hmm.. okay naman. Why?" I asked and looked at him.

"How's Ate Leila?"

"She's fine. Typical boss. Medyo masungit pero reasonable naman.."

"Ahh.."

"Why do you ask anyway?"

"A—aahh.." he cleared his throat.

"Wala naman. Baka kasi you want to go back to journ na ulit." He added.

"I don't know yet. Diem was my only choice.."

Not even a choice actually.." I muttered and looked back at the window.

Kasi right now, I'm left with no choice but this job..

"What other things do you like doing ba? Imposible namang yun lang?"

Hmmm, ano nga ba? I'm not good at painting or drawing. I can dance but my conscience can't afford to be dancing for money...

"Oh! I can bake. I love baking. Nageenjoy ako.." I was ebullient about it. What about it anyway?

"Let's put up your business instead! At least you can stay at home baking. I can help you bake too. I'll help you deliver orders and.."

I couldn't help but stare at this guy. He's so jumpy about it. One hand on the steering wheel and the other drawing whatever he thought of in the air. I never pictured any of this before. Hanggang dun lang sa mameet ko sya yung imaginations ko before. This is just way too good to be true.

And if this is a dream, I won't ever want to wake up even if buttered hotcakes are waiting for me.

"Di ka naman nakikinig eh.." he said faking a grumpy attitude with his pouty lips. Sarap kurutin!