Lili Roberts, a struggling-confused teenager, has to identify his sexual identity, in order to seek his true self upon going through the sexual crisis of reaching adulthood. And attending a catholic school brings much more tension. Will Lili be able...
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The conversation last night with the owner of the drawing kept me awake all night—though not really when I closed my eyes to go to sleep, it bothers me to know who really this person is. I'm trying to guess and speculate someone but I wouldn't be so sure about it. If I meet this person already or I didn't even know that person at all. I'm wondering if we did meet in the hallways or in the ground or even on the same bus. Then I'm trying to eliminate those people in my head—it can't be Allen and Anthony for sure, of course, it wasn't any of my block mates nor Apol. I'm against the idea that if this art belonged to Grant, I don't know what to do but he could've mentioned it when we're together yesterday but he didn't so it doesn't belong to him.
Nauna akong makarating sa school, hindi ko rin alam kung bakit an gaga-aga ko para sa first class ko. I still have an hour to spare before my class is about to start. Nanatili naman ako sa students lounge, napapaligiran naman ako ng ilang estudyante na nagbabasa na kanilang mga reviewer para sa nalalapit na prelim exam. Kinuha ko naman sa bag ko ang notes ko at gumaya na rin sa kanila. Though I'm confident about my stock knowledge because I most worry about our current project.
"Hey," napaangat ang mga mata ko mula sa libro sa taong tumawag ng pansin ko. I know he notice my surprised reaction because I'm not expecting him to show up right into my face.
"What is it, Grant?" I asked him.
He leaned his head forward as if he doesn't want anyone to catch what he will say to me. He speaks his words like a whisper, "are you okay?" he asking pertaining to the gauze on my elbow.
"Ah yes," I nodded to him. "It still aching but a little but it's healing."
"Good," he muttered. "Don't tell anyone what happened yesterday, it should just be me and you who knows about it, okay? Do you understand?"
Even I don't know why he would order that, I nodded to comply with him. "Sure."
"Cool," he said and turned his back to me and I watched him walk away.
Napakamot naman ako sa ulo ko. I have no idea why he would ask and as if anyone cares enough to know that we were together yesterday. May magseselos ba kapag may nakaalam? Maybe his followers but I don't have intention towards him, he's far from what my friends talk about but I don't see myself dealing some kind of things towards him—like intimate things? I shook my head and washed the thought out of my head. I shouldn't be thinking about it in the first place.
Grant is nothing and just because I'm open to like anyone else—he's an exception.
While I was reading, my friends came running along to my direction when they saw me. They immediately asked me why I didn't leave my dorm at my usual departure but I just told them that I woke up early and I just wanted to go to school early as soon as possible. And I think they bought it. Meanwhile, I keep dodging their eyes to look at my patched up elbow but with Anthony's keen observation he noticed it. He grabbed my arm and asks what happen, Allen ask the same thing.
