Phoebe had never been inside Kent's room ever since they moved into the house a year ago. So she was a little surprised and wary when Kent instructed her to come into the room.
She looked around as Kent disappeared into his private bathroom. His room was so neat, with all his books arranged on a shelf and everything in its place. But what took Phoebe by surprise was the row of framed photos on his desk. Some were of him with his family, some of his late mom with Phoebe's own, and then their own wedding photo. It wasn't even a posed photo—it was a candid shot of a moment that Phoebe couldn't remember.
Wow, I look so beautiful in that photo, Phoebe thought. She wondered why Kent had that on his desk.
"You can sit down."
Phoebe turned around and saw Kent in a well- fitting shirt. Phoebe felt distracted by how manly Kent looked compared to how boyish and thin he was in their wedding photo.
Kent laughed, jolting Phoebe back to reality.
"Why are you wearing that shirt? Don't you have anything . . . bigger?"
"Why?"
"Nothing, nothing."
Phoebe sat down on the chair in front ofhis desk.
"Why are you sitting there?" She looked up to see him sitting down on his bed. He patted the spot next to his. "Sit here."
"What?"
"Oh, you and your malicious mind. I don't have a spare chair, so it's easier to play this on the bed. I don't like sitting on the ground anyway. It's dirty."
Phoebe rolled her eyes at him as she approached the bed warily. How can he be so vain?
"You said play? What are we going to play?"
Kent took out a huge notepad and a pen. "We're playing X-O."
"X-O? Is that a Gossip Girl reference?" "What the hell are you talking about?" "You know, as in, XOXO, Gossip Girl." "What an idiot."
Kent wrote something fast on the notepad and showed it to her.
"Ah . . . That's tic-tac-toe!"
"Whatever."
"Why are we playing that? I thought we were going to talk 'calmly.'"
"Right. Whoever loses a round has to go 'truth or dare.'"
"Are you out of your mind? Who'd win against you? You're like the master of all board games known to mankind, nerd-o."
"You idiot, this isn't even a board game!" "Fine, fine, whatever. Let's just start." "You go first."
Phoebe:
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x|_|oKent:
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x|_|oPhoebe:
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x|_|oKent started laughing and shaking his head.
"You're such an idiot." "Why?"
Kent:
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x|_|o"Kent for the win!" he said, raising his fist up in the air.
Phoebe rolled her eyes. Kent can be such a kid sometimes.
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Secretly Married (English)
Teen FictionPhoebe Bernal shares a secret with one of the country's hottest stars, Kent Fuentabella. Their secret? They've been married for a year. Of course, no one can know, lest Kent's stellar status goes kaput along with his on-screen love team with the It...