CHAPTER 44
NICOLLE'S POV
I was waiting for Andrew here in the cafeteria. Today was Saturday, the results day. And boy was I praying for at least a B- for my Filipino subject. My phone buzzed and the screen flashed Zelle's name.
Jot, andito na ako sa Baguio.
I hit reply and typed in, K.
Really, I'm not in the modd to make chit-chat with Zelle. Besides, I'm so damn nervous to do so. My phone buzzed once more and this time, I saw Andrew's name. When I opened the message, it was empty. Damn it, Andrew, I told myself.
But, on the bright side, don't you think this is a happy moment? I never expected Andrew and I to be okay this fast. I mean, after the stuffs and all. And you know what stuffs I was talking about.
I put my phone back in my bag and drummed my finger impatiently on the tabletop. I could hear the whisperings and murmurs about me but I didn't mind. Guess I was used to the spotlight now. Yeah, and that sounded a bit cocky but whatever.
When someone called my name, my lips tugged in a smile. I was pretty sure that was Andrew. I turned my head to see him. He was biting his bottom lip as he was walking towards me in a slow manner.
I rolled my eyes when he reached me. "Andrew, it was only twenty minutes," I informed him.
He sucked air through his gritted teeth and then smiled apologetically. "Sorry," he said as he shrugged.
I sighed. "Whatever. So, did Blake tell you anything about not showing up today?"
He nodded. I stood up and we started walking to who-knows-where. "Yeah. He said he's not gonna be around today."
"So, why didn't he tell me?" I questioned, hating the fact that he rejected me in a way.
He only shrugged. "Anyway, ready to see the results?" he asked.
I stopped walking. I breathed in then out. "Not quite but—" I stopped myself. “Yeah, come on. Let’s see them.”
He nodded and chuckled. Although, I’m not really sure why he chuckled. Some steps later, he slung his arm around me and I stopped, feeling bit awkward. I bit my lip in shame. Why did you stop, Nicolle?! That’s like insulting Andrew or telling him to back off. And Andrew is a good friend. Nicolle, you stupid bitch! I grunted internally and slapped myself ten thousand times.
“So-sorry,” we said in unison.
He un-slung his arm around me and I only looked at him remorsefully. “No, I-I’m sorry for being rude.”
He waved his hands dismissively. “No. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
I frowned. “No, I’m sorry, Andrew. Really. That’s—what I did is really, I mean, really defending.”
He tilted his head and I tilted mine with the realization of my mistake. “I mean, offending,” I corrected.
He sighed. “No. I know. I know. But—you’d feel awkward and I shouldn’t have done that.”
“No, really, Andrew. I apologize.”
“No. I apologize, Nicolle.”
“I said I’m sorry, okay? It’s my fault!” I said, raising my voice.
He scoffed. “No, it’s my fault!” he roared, catching everyone’s attention.
“Why don’t you just call it a truce?!” someone shouted.
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