My Experimental Boyfriends

Our Life

GL Mae' POV

The smell of old paper, that surrounds me, calms my mind. It brings me to the world of imaginations. The silent step of the students slowly fading. The avoidance of people for the "shhht" of the librarian, separates me from reality. Here I can freely write my stories. Stories writen by me under the pen name of conflict_writer.

While looking at my numbers of views, I started to smile and makes small cute sounds "ang saya ko that they loved my story" i whispered to myself.

But the smile on my face starded to fade as I read the comments "not again. They say that my stories lack romance... Duhh I'm only 17 and been single for as long I can move" now I am just whispering to myself since I'm in the library if di niyo napansin.

Those comments made me think.. "Maybe the reason that I'm not popular yet is, because I'm single... Or maybe I'm not beautiful enough"

"No no no I know I'm pretty hmmm" I'm starting to have my tantrums again.

I waved my hand in front of me and I manifested a water mirror. I look at my face and started to describe my look... Yes I have magic, everyone has "well maputi naman ako but its like I'm pale white haaay mukha Pala akong maputla hindi maputi. Well my hair is silky and long and I look ok i always take care of my health . my face is clean so I need to be popular but how.."

I stared at the clock owww it's already 6:00pm. Glancing in every corner of the library I can tell that it's only me and the Librarian who's left hear.

I'm still a popular writer should just be contented at my current state. As long as I have loyal readers I don't need to add that weird feeling called love. Its not important.

I should be going home now, if I am not wrong its already dark outside. Since their is no window I can't tell.

How did I became popular in the online world.. Yes I remember now. I always describe the things I see and keeps on observing the things that interest me.

Like how the cat hunts. I would describe it this way - Fat and floppy it may be, with its boring look on his face as it sit at the top of the stairs, the moment a rat is in sight at the bottom, like a crashing plain it goes down and kills the poor little creature.

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Gabriela's POV

Hinga ng malalim. Kaya ko to kaya ko to. Hinga ng malalim ulit. "Inhale...exhalee" kakayanit ko ito

Sinilip ko ang kurtina at nakikita kong nag sisimula ng umarte ang iba. Naka full costumes na kaming lahat para sa play na ito at up next na ako.

Ang ingay ng mga audience pero focuse lang tayo sa lines. Internalize everything masungit ka masungit ka sa play na to kontra bida mamatay tao. Focuse get in character and show them what you got. Because I am "arhhhh" napasigaw ako ng bigla akong hinatak

"Ano ba poblema ma---" owww nooo si sir pala

"Ano ba ang iniisip mo.. BILIS !!! IKAW na ang susunod"

"Opo"  mabilis akong nagmadali sa kabila ng suot kong dark dress at ng sasabak na ako. Its like magic all eyes on me nag iisip kung paano babaguhin ng character ko ang situasyon ng bida.