Chapter 13: Him

5 days, for these days, everything is normal, except for the bees around me.

Tsk. So annoying, why don’t they go to their bee nest.

I stand up and walk toward the door, feeling annoyed hearing the buzzing noise.

“When do you think dude will go back. She sure makes us miss her.” I look toward the voice and see that it is the guy with his hair up.

“What are you? her boyfriend dude. Hahahaha” laugh by the pig, I mean the big guy.

“Shut up Felix, I’ll make you a Felix Navidad ei.”

“When did a song become an insult? Hahaha” says the guy with a piercing.

Why did these guys keep on making noise? They are so annoying. tsk.

My brow can't help but knit as I really hate the noise these guys are making. They should go to their bee nest. Tsk.

“Hey Dave, you also miss Chris right?” shouts the guy whose hair is up inside the guy in the classroom.

Dave? I was about to walk through them only to see him.

My heart feels like it is put to a halt, as the world around me stops. There is no noise, only him.

He changes a lot, from that young cute boy to a teenager. He is still as handsome as before, and the smiling face I used to see is still the same smile that is plastered on his face.

He… He’s actually in school.

David Aguiller.

I started to feel my body go numb, as I saw the boy who I used to have a crush on.

I smile bitterly as I divert my walk toward the window, Which you can view outside, showing the buildings and street at a further place, as my ears perk up to their conversation.

“Yeah, kinda.” I hear his chuckles.

“See, even Dave misses her. "Says the voice of the boy with the hair up.

"Dude, you do?" asks Felix

"Don't you?" Dave (David) asks.

"We don't, hahaha" laughed the guy with an ear-piercing.

"I’ll tell you guys to Chris.” tantrum the guy with a hair up.

“What are you a kid? Hahaha. I tell it to my mommy. Bwahahaha” says the boy with a piercing on the ear.

“Just laugh, laugh as much as you want. I’ll be going there today. Hmph,” the guy with his hair up.

“Hmph, Pft-- Hahaha, Dude, you look like a gay doing that. It doesn’t match.” Felix says as he continues to laugh.

“What looks like gay, He’s a gay alright. Hahahaha, peace dude, peace.” it is the guy with an ear-piercing.

“I’ll be going to punch you in the face if I get angry.” It's the guy with the hair raise.

“hahaha, sorry, sorry. But dude, I’m seriously coming with you to the hospital, just to see how you will complain to Chris. Pft. hahaha” Says the guy with a piercing.

I can feel them behind me walking away as the voice also goes softer and softer.

I bow my head as I smile bitterly.

What the heck am I doing?

Why am I listening to their conversation? This is plain idiocy.

“Get it together Elena, didn’t you cut my relationship with him after those things happened?” I whisper toward myself.

Why am I acting like an idiot then? tsk, this is not like me at all.

I look unto the sky as a scoff off. I then turn my back as I walk away, not knowing where to go.

I just walk, until my feet bring me to the staircase.

I just look up then walk upstairs, to the fifth floor, from the corner I see a word written ‘President’.

My feelings are put to a halt as my mouth can’t help but twitch.

What the heck is this? President? I can't help but roll my eyes as I see the word that is on the top of the door.

I walk toward the door as I open it without knocking.

What? Am I rude? Who cares, I know who’s here anyway.

As I opened the door, I saw a boy in the chair writing on the table, and at his side were stacks of paper.

Seriously, Is this really what a student should do? Sometimes I don’t get why he insists on his parents before, to take over the school, even though he is just a 15-year-old kid.

He raises his head as the light reflects on his thick glasses.

“Elle. ” He calls out my name smiling.

I walk toward one of the sofas, as if not noticing that stupid smile of his, and sit on it. “Saw him,” I say, as I am talking about Dave.

He looks up to me, and I can feel that again. The same look he always showed me when we were young. I don’t know if it is a pity or care, but I don’t like it at all.

“Sorry.” He says in a soft voice.

I look at him and smirk. “It was not you,” I say, as I remember the things that happened between me and Dave (David) when we were kids.

“Still, sorry.” He insists.

I want to laugh at him sarcastically, who needs such a word as sorry? It is not gonna change anything, unless…

“You know?” I ask if he knew he was here.

“Just found out last week. Mom told me.” He confesses.

“Oh, I see.” A mixed feeling is making amok in my heart, I don’t know what it is, all I know is it doesn't feel good at all.

“Elle---“

“It’s fine. You don’t need to explain.” I cut off what he was going to tell. I don’t give a f.ck for such nor do I want to hear his f.ck.ng explanation.

We both become silent.

As for me, I don’t know what to think, I don’t even know what to feel. All I know is that it's all f.ck up.

“Do you still?” Renz asks as he looks at me.

I look at Renz then smirk. “Na ah, Just a bit surprised,” I answer as I stare at the floor.

Ah, why am I acting pathetic? this is so not me.

“Renz,” I called his name. He looks at me, then I look back. “You’re annoying.” Then I stand up and leave him alone in the office.

I don’t need that damn pity of yours, Lorenzo, I am Elena Velasco. And I am not that weak to receive such stares. Only trash needs such. tsk.

I go back to the class when the bell rings. I never want to listen to the class, as I look outside, staring at the sky. I am in no mood for anything.

Everything is okay if only the staring Jus since I came back would f.ck.ng stop. What the f.ck is this guy's problem? He makes me wanna gorge those eyes of his.

When I hear again the bell ring, which means that the class is already over, I feel someone is going near me as I fix my stuff, readying myself to leave. And as proof, a shadow is seen in front of me.

“Let’s go home together?” asks Jus as he smiles at me. tsk.

I roll my eyes on him, but then---

Oh well, why not?

It is fun to feel those blazing glares they throw at me. I wonder what those kids can do?

I smirk, as I stand, and then put my hand on his arms as we walk out of the classroom.