Kent did his usual knock on Phoebe's door and told her to hurry up. Phoebe groggily left her bed and opened the door to find him still standing there.
"Why are you still waiting there?"
"Nothing. I just . . . want to make sure you're up so we can go to school together," he said without meeting her eyes, like he was shy about it.
Phoebe couldn't help but stare at him with a wide grin. Suddenly, she no longer felt groggy.
"Okay!" she said. She closed the door and went to her bathroom, even singing as she took a bath.
When Phoebe and Kent arrived in school in his car, people started staring at the two of them. Some even started taking out their smart phones, especially when Kent took Phoebe's hand.
"Oh my god! That girl has some nerve!"
"She looks like his yaya!"
"I'm so jealous."
Phoebe could hear everything they were saying.
She couldn't take it anymore. Why wasn't Kent saying anything? She looked at him, but he looked like he didn't care. So when she saw Jhone entering the school, she ran to her. She could hear Kent shouting her name, but when he caught up, she ran away even from Jhone and into the ladies' room, where she sulked inside a stall.
"OMG, did you see the newest trending hashtag?"
"Ugh. Everyone on Kent's official Facebook is already posting questions about it."
"Wasn't she the girl who made a scene before with Harley?"
"Yah. What's up with her?"
Phoebe could hear random girls coming in the bathroom and talking about her. She wanted to bust out of the ladies' room, but she couldn't because she knew it would be worse for her.
Kent was about to chase Phoebe down the hall, but Jhone took hold of his arm and pulled him to a corner.
"Are you stupid, Kent? Or are you"—Jhone paused for effect—"stupid?"
Kent shook his head and turned to leave, but Jhone snatched his sleeve.
"What were you thinking? Showing up to school together and holding hands?"
"This wasn't my intention," he said.
Jhone sighed. "You know, this is really hard for Phoebe. If you can remember, she didn't ask for this as well. I should probably advise her to take Harley up on his offer."
"What offer?"
"Harley likes her. So you better watch how you're treating Phoebe."
Kent wanted to punch the wall. That asshole! "I swear, ifI see his stupid face, I will—"
"Kent, he cares for her."
"He doesn't! That's not possible. How could he?"
"Well, what about you? Do you love Phoebe? Or is Harley just a threat to your ego?"
Kent would not speak for a few seconds. "I don't know what I feel, Jhone, to be honest . . . I just—"
"What?"
"I just can't lose Phoebe right now. Right now, she's the only person I know from way before all this—all this shit about being famous."
Jhone normally had a lot ofthings to say, but she didn't know what to say to Kent after this huge revela- tion. Somehow she wanted to hug him. Instead, she patted him on the back.
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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...