Waking up late in the evening, I realize that I've not eaten my dinner yet. I slept unconsciously maybe because I got tired of walking, and also got overthinking.
Shocks! I could not believe it really happened that way. What would he say about me then? Perhaps, he already thought of me as someone feeling special or too much assuming.
Gosh, I must calm myself now or else I will lose my appetite. Much better I go to the kitchen right away and cook my dinner to make myself busy and not to overthink about what happened earlier on my way home. After eating my dinner, I go back to my room and close the door. I don't know if my boardmate is already home but he must be aware that the curfew here is at ten.
The deafening silence reigns again in this room as I look beyond the opened wooden window. Something urges me to stare at the dark sky with stars shining at night. For sure, my other former classmates are now enjoying the night while my situation here is always being alone. I have no one to talk with about how my day has gone through because I distance myself from them. In that reason, I should not complain because it's my decision in the first place.
My phone suddenly beeps so I jump off the bed to get and check it. There are already four messages I have received from the same person. I must come to think of it if I will read those messages.
I take a deep breath when I open the first text.
:Feeling bored and alone??? Why not come here bitch???
I proceed to the other three.
:Hey, we're waiting for you. What are you now up to???
:Your guys are excited to see you. Can you already resist them???
:It's already ten, bitch. What's up?!!!!
Upon reading all those messages, I close my eyes for a couple of seconds as I'm thinking now what to respond. Should I reply to this girl I start to hate? It's more than a week that my body has been thirsty of what it is usually satisfied with. But half part of me is insisting not to because I know those are things I just fell on are for temporary.
Gosh, I'm really in a state of dilemma.
I comfortably lay on my bed, directly darting my sight at the ceiling while I'm weighing in. I think I should not, knowing it's way far to get there plus the fact that I already know what would be the end after that.
On the next day, same routines again I did. Going to school by just walking, same goes through on my way home. I never get to see the mysterious stranger in the campus today, maybe he got freak out by my reaction on the roadside. But what should I be concerned about? It's a good move, right? He got turned off by my actions, and he would distance now from me.
The weekend comes, which my plan is to go to the grocery store. But before that, I go first in the money bank with my credit card. I wanted to check if my dad has already sent me my finances. And I'm very much glad to know that there is already in my bank account.
I wanted to withdraw the half and go now for shopping. I'm so excited to do my first shopping alone. There are many things I wanted to buy such as noodles, chocolates, cupcakes, biscuits, and chips. Right now, I'm taking my steps away from the bank as I cross now the pedestrian lane.
Whoa! Walking alone in the downtown is pretty good! The busy streets that people are passing by with stuff they just bought, the stalls on the roadside and the cars that go their own directions. I don't know but I'm appreciating it more than the way I could before.
I enter now the mall bringing with my sling bag with a cash and credit card inside it. I can see couples and group of friends passing by, but what really catches my attention are the students from St. Jude because of their uniforms. But I choose not to mind them as I go towards the stuff being displayed. As of this moment, I want to make myself busy from other things by seeing stuffed toys at the left side. Darting my eyes to anything that captivates my eyes, I accidentally bump into someone that reacts so loud.
"Gosh! Are you blind?!" She asks angrily. I ask sorry right away but she just narrows her eyes to me. "Sorry is not acknowledged from a person like you. Look at yourself! No doubt you are alone."
Somehow, I feel belittled. Their laughters after they pass me by makes me pissed off. Argh!
I manage to continue walking even if my ego was pierced. I really have to get back to make my revenge but one group of students keep on looking at me. I don't know if there is already dirt on my face or I look like a witch here so I stare at them and they look away while walking slowly.
"She's really similar to her, right?"
I get to be curious about what they are talking about. When someone approaches me all of a sudden, she asks me a question straight.
"Hi girl! How are you related to Alesha Dizon?"
Taking a deep breath, my eyebrows meet right away.
"I'm sorry?"
"Oh well, I'm just asking. In some angles by looking afar, you look like her," she clarifies.
"Really? Anyway, who is she?" I ask, playing on her. I wanted to find out her response to my question.
"You better not to know her."
Wait. What did she just say?
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