Boy, It's Love

Chapter 13

Seven's POV

Shakespeare said that "the eyes are the window to your soul"

You don't know how I badly hope he's just saying nonsense. Because at this moment, I definitely don't want this person intensely staring into my eyes, have a glimpse of my soul.

"What are the colors of my eyes?" Edge asked in an almost whispered voice.

Napalunok ako ng laway, my ears keeps sending sounds from this person's voice, that my brain is describing differently. Parang iba tuloy sa pakiramdam.

"It's dark brown, almost black" I answered.

His lips formed a smile as well as his eyes.

"Yours is light brown, a beautiful light brown" he said slowly, but sound seductive in my ears.

See! My brain is being abnormal!

"He — he he he" I awkwardly laughed.

This guy — I really can't take him.

I don't know if he's just being like Clarence who's a natural shameless and can casually give compliments with anyone. Or he just really mean it.

No — no, no no. I don't want him to said those kind of words to me, it's too alarming and I don't fucking need them!

When the emcee announced this last activity, I really want to run and disappear from this place. But, I didn't. I don't want to exert an effort for nothing, because if hindi rin naman ako nag participate hindi rin naman ako makakalabas ng football field dahil maraming SSC officers ang nakabantay sa paligid. Worst, hanggang dito sa mga bleachers ay may mga seniors na matamang nakatingin.

This last activity as I said is a staring game with your partner number. It will helps daw, sabi nila, to know each other deeply. It's only good for five minutes. Yeah, another lame idea. Daming pakulo! Tsk.

At wala rin akong idea kung sang lupalop na napunta si Clarence at Beau, dahil pagbalik ko dito sa upuan ay wala parin sila. I also can't contact them because my phone's battery is already drained. So now, I left alone here with this dude, doing a staring game that the emcee instructed a while ago and shit! Gano ba katagal ang limang minuto? Feeling ko ang tagal-tagal ko ng katitigan tong taong 'to.

And the longer it takes, the more I can't understand myself.

Madalas na nga akong medyo napapapikit at kunyaring nasisinag sa ilaw sa likod ni Edge, para lang iwasan ang mga mata nya. I'd never stare to someone like this before, 'yung ganto katagal at ganto ka intense. Well, hindi naman ako 'yung intense, sya 'yung intense! Kaya madalas ko nalang syang kinakausap to divert his attention.

"Your father is the filipino one, right?" I asked, actually hula ko lang naman dahil mas pang pinoy ang apelyido nya kesa sa isa pa nyang lahi.

"Yes, how did you know?" mangha nyang tanong.

"It's just a hunch, Lorenzo sounds more Filipino than New Zealander" I explained.

He nodded, "I like — my last name" he said, and I'm sure I've seen a glimpse of sadness in his eyes but he suddenly hide it with his smile.

Parang may ibang tama sa loob ko ang mabilis na pagbago ng reaksyon ni Edge. Ayoko namang umungkat ng bagay na wala akong karapatang galawin, iniba ko nalang ang usapan.

"How are you and your special someone, by the way?" I asked.

Medyo natigilan si Edge sa tanong ko and for the first time, simula pa kaninang nag-umpisa kami sa staring game na ito ay ngayon lang sya nag-iwas ng tingin.