Sometimes Someone ...

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

We were sitting side by side on a corner table at Reim's, busy eating his treat. Reim's was where all the students in our school were hanging out. It became popular way back when the basketball team celebrated there after they won a National contest. Now, it became the after-party location of every celebration we had. Anyway, back to the present time, he was playing 20 - no, make it a hundred - questions with me.

I try to make it look that I'm not interested but inside I'm flattered that he would take the time knowing little things about me. But sometimes he asks me things I don't even know how to respond. Like now, when he's asking me if I ever met my great-great grandmother. God, he is such a child.

A cute child.

"Ano??" I looked at him as if he'd grown another head, "Hindi ko nga naabutan ang lola ko, how much more pa kaya kung great-grandmother? Or great-great grandmother?"

He thought for a moment before answering, "It could happen. Kung nagpakasal lang sila ng maaga, naabutan mo pa sana sila."

"Whatever," I smiled and continued to sip my soda. I squealed a little when he suddenly tilt my head towards him; he gently touched the side of my lips and wiped away what looked like the remains of the fries I'm eating.

"Meron kang dumi sa mukha," he smiled, not knowing I was having an internal hyperventilation; it almost felt like I was about to collapse.

For a second there I thought he was gonna kiss me. But then again, why would he? Considering I'm not even his girlfriend.

Yes, I am not his girlfriend. Sigh.

I don't know why we're this close. I can't even remember the time that we first actually start hanging out together. I couldn't believe in eight years I haven't once gotten to know him that much, not until a few months ago. My friends were cool with it instantly. I have a feeling they were just after the popularity and finally being able to befriend him, though they're still afraid of him.

Truth is he's not really like this around people. At school he only do well with people from his basketball team and some friends outside of that circle. He has this habit of not smiling at people he doesn't really know. I swear I've never seen anyone near as grumpy as he is. That's one of the many reasons people were afraid of him. Some of them were just really intimidated by his popularity rank, good looks, and stoic behavior. Still most girls wouldn't take a hint and still gush over him.

But whenever we're outside or just hanging out with me and his friends, he's the complete opposite. I'd like to think that I'm somewhat special to him but I don't dwell on it that much because I'm afraid later on I'd just be disappointed. I don't know what's going on but I miss him whenever he's not around and I have butterflies in my stomach whenever he's near or around.

"Psst," I heard him say and I snapped back to reality.

"Huh?"

"Sabi ko 'Gusto mo pa um-order?'," then he asked, "Okay ka lang? Parang may pinag-iisipan kang mabuti."

"Ah, wala ah.May bigla lang akong naisip," I said

He gave me an understanding look, "Ako nanaman noh? Hazel, your obsession is becoming worse and worse."

I just shook my head at disbelief with this guy; he sure knows what he's got. It didn't take long before our waiter came for the bill.

It was funny seeing him interacting with other people because they always get uneasy whenever he stares at them. I almost feel sorry for the waiter who was currently squirming under his stoic glare.

"Magkano ulit yung burger?" he asked.

I saw the waiter gulped, "A-ah...one hundred fifty po. Sir."

"Hindi ba masyadong mahal para sa isang burger lang?"

"Psst," I nudged him, I decided to finally help the waiter, "Tama na daw 'yan. Bayaran mo na."

He eventually gave in. "Fine, pero pag nalaman ko na hindi tumaas ang presyo niyo babalikan kita," he warned the waiter one last time before handing him the money. The waiter gave a mere nod and scurried off.

"What?" he asked, smiling, when he saw me looking at him.

I pretended to be disappointed, "I was this close into believing na gwapo ka talaga pero naalala ko na kuripot ka pala masyado, kaya I changed my mind. Nakaka-bawas pogi points ang pagka-kuripot mo."

"Sigurado ka?" he smirked, then gave me a taunting smile, "Hindi ako gwapo?"

No, you are. Really. You're so handsome.

"Ang kapal mo talaga!!" I instead pinched his nose, the one thing I knew that would irritate him. He gently pulled my hand off and I was laughing because his reaction was definitely candid.

Just then I caught a glimpse of Jane and Michelle. I don't know if it's me, or are they throwing daggers at us with their eyes? I cleared my throat and started to gather my things, "Let's go? Ma-la-late na tayo."

Good thing he didn't protest and followed me out, I think he didn't even realize that they were looking at us. I never dared to look back as we were leaving.

Oh, I forgot to mention who he is.

His name is Ky.