Head Over Heels For Ezzio (Villaverde Series #1)

Chapter 1

Paris

"OH. MY. GOSH."

Agad akong napalingon sa kapatid kong si Venny na nakatingin sa akin habang nanlalaki ang mga mata at medyo nakaawang ang bibig.

Basta-basta na lang syang pumasok sa kwarto ko nang wala man lang paalam kaya hindi ko napigilan ang magulat rin.

"Geez, Ven." I said as I calmed myself down. "What do you need?"

I couldn't stop the tired tone lacing my voice because I was just too exhausted; Exhausted of what happened. Of the girl who saw the doodle. Of the remark Ezzio gave me. Of the drama. Heck, I was exhausted by the whole damn thing!

So, what exactly happened after I made that scene? Well. It wasn't that bad. Pinagtawanan lang naman ako ng mga kaklase ko matapos magsalita yung Martinez na 'yon. Napuno ng tawanan ang buong classroom habang nakatingin sa akin na parang naghihingalo na sa kahihiyan sa mga panahong 'yon. Mainit ang mukha, mahigpit na nakahawak sa notebook, at kagat-labing nakatingin sa nakangising si Ezzio. Imagine how pissed I was while looking at him? Parang gusto kong tapakan ng tapakan ang mukha niya para lang mabura ang malapad na ngising nakapaskil doon.

The good thing was, hindi kami binigyan ng long quiz ni Prof. Ledesma. Marahil ay natuwa rin siya sa ginawa ko. Napatawa rin siya ng malakas. Napasaya ko siya...

But of course, binibiro ko lang ang sarili ko. The truth is, hindi kami binigyan ng long quiz ni Prof dahil automatic zero na raw kaming lahat sa quiz na 'yon. Kaya naman, oo. Hindi nga siya natuwa. At oo, labis ang sisi at reklamo ng mga kaklase ko sa'kin pagkatapos no'n.

The ride home was a lot more peaceful. Pagkauwi ko sa bahay agad akong dumiretso sa kusina para maghanap ng makakain. And then, I went straight to my room, isolating myself from the outside world. Naglubog ako sa kama. Nanood ng kahit anong palabas. Ni hindi ako gumamit ng social media dahil.. okay. At some point, natatakot ako. Baka kasi...

Argh.

Trying to shake the thought off, I took in Venny's appearance. She was standing by the door, wearing her pink cotton PJ's and her cute rabbit slippers. Her wavy waist-length hair was way different than my straight one. And although her face was in shock, her soft features were all still evident- Chinky eyes. Small pointy nose. Subtle cheekbones. She got all those things from our mom. The only thing she got from our father (which was a full-blood spaniard) was the full lips. And those lips started moving when she finally decided to talk.

"Okay, my dear sister. I'm going straight to the point," she paused and took a deep breath before bursting out, "How could you not tell me you like Z Martinez?!"

A brief silence filled the room. And all I could do was blink in surprise.

Wow. My sister already knows about it and it's not even 24 hours yet. Which means...

"Sinong nagsabi sayo?"

Having heard my question, Venny only rolled her eyes and paced closer to me. She showed her phone's screen right in front of my face, and that's when I saw a tweet with the caption, "Who likes who?", attached with an edited picture of me, thinking about the grinning face of Ezzio.

"It's all over Twitter!" she shrieked dramatically, and then paused. "Well, not all over Twitter. But at least in all of LMU students' Twitter feed!"

Fuck.

Knowing that probably the whole population of La Montreal University had already heard about my great confession worsened the exhaustion I was feeling. I felt like gravity was weighing me way down the bottom of the Earth. Okay, I know I shouldn't be exaggerating things but I just couldn't help it.