Love the sky, Astrea

Chapter Eight

Again

I stared at my phone. I checked the time, it's already 12:57 pm. 

I bit my lips. I feel guilty but a question came into my mind, it he still waiting for me?  

"Should I meet him?" I mumbled to myself. I hesitantly looked at the girls, they are all having so much fun. I didn't want to spoil it. Ngayon nga lang ulit kami nagkabonding time. 

"Hey, you okay?" Quer nudged me. Worry is plastered all over her face.

"Yeah, I'm just so full," I replied.

"Sure?" She asked.

"Yeah," I insisted.

I smiled at her.

To Aski:

I'm sorry, I'm busy. Maybe another time.

After ten minutes, I found myself waiting for his reply. 

 *seen*

I laughed in my mind. What did I expect? For the stone man to be move? Maybe after a milestone. So what if he is not dating? He doesn't even notice the things I do for him. Him not dating someone doesn't mean he's gonna date me.

It's depressing to think that no matter what you do and no matter how much you like a person, it does not change the fact that he don't like you.

I focused my attention to my friends. We shopped. We went to the arcade. We accompanied Pat to the hair salon. We talked about different kinds of things. I felt that despite the dark clouds hovering me, there was a light somewhere behind them. They are my light, together with my family.

The next day, I went to Quer's. I promised her that I will accompany her today. 

I entered the kitchen to see Quer and some baking materials. I'm confused. Quer and baking are never compatible. There was one time she tried baking, the kitchen was a mess as if a tornado passed by. The "cake" she cooked is not even edible. She swore she would never bake again. She also cursed baking even when she loves sweet and delicacies. 

"The heck." I chuckled.

Ano nanaman kaya nasa isip ng babae 'toh? 

"May kumalaban ba sa'yo to the point na gusto mo siyang lasunin?" I teased.

Sinamaan niya ako ng tingin. She threw a handful of flour at me making me laugh. Truth really hurts.

"But seriously, what came into your mind that you decided to bake?" I asked.

"Just trying. I was suddenly interested in baking." She replied while she measure the flour.

I scrunch my nose as I look at her. Her baking area is quite messy. Her apron is stained with some flour, batter and what looks like a melted chocolate. 

I sat on the chair near Quer's baking area. 

I can't help but observe her, she is so focused  and there's determination on her face. It's weird to see her doing something she hates. It's weirder because she so determined. 

I have questions that I want to ask but I don't want to force Quer to open up.
 

I watched her silently. I decided to just support her in whatever she decides to do. If ever something went wrong, I'll just be right behind her.

I settled down on my chair and took out my sketchpad. I am currently drawing Angelina Jolie.
 

Drawing had been my new hobby. I, unconsciously, formed a habit to sketch or draw when I have nothing to do. Though I'm not a pro, I can say I was able to sketch portraits. I already sketched Aski, Cole Sprouse and my mom.