"Whew? Seriously? No joke?"
We're at Aya's café this evening. Hehe. I haven't met him yet.
I'm sorry.
"Yes! Besides, do I look like I'd joke about something like that? Oh my God!" Then I bowed my head to the table again. Because seriously, how can I do what Sheen is asking me to do? I'd rather hang myself!
"Tss. As for you—whenever Sheen says something, you just go, go, go. You never even think. Honestly, when actually you will use your brain?"
I hit her. "Am I really your friend?! Walanjo!"
"Hehehe. I'm just kidding. So, what now, how will you do that? Mission Impossible: Seducing Drake Palma? Seriously? That guy's a bit autistic."
Exactly! Autistic, Always sleeping in class, but when there's a quiz, he always gets a perfect score. It's unfair! I stay awake and fail, he sleeps and aces everything. Did he dream of the lecture or something? What the eff!
"I don't know. I have no idea. Besh, help me."
Then I got twinkling eyes. I badly need help!
"Shatap! I don't even have a boylet, how can I help you?"
"Haay! Life, why are you so hard on me? I just want to be Sheen's girlfriend—Ouch!!" Aya suddenly hit me!
"Are you emo? Eww."
"You seriously don't have any suggestions? Tips? Advice?"
"You know what?" Then I shock my head, and I followed her gaze. "That's your target. Let's go after him. Quick!"
We tossed what we were eating and followed Drake. Wow, I feel like James Bond!
We ended up behind the high school building of St. Claire's High. (St. Claire's Academy is the college department.) Drake stopped and lay down under a tree. I think he's going to sleep.
Really autistic!
"Come on! You're just going to sleep!"
I turned around and started walking away. Haay, my fries and sundae—what a waste! I threw them away just to see this autistic's nap...
"Wait!! There's a girl coming!"
I stopped and went back. Yep, a girl was approaching. I don't know her personally, but I know she's from our batch. And in fairness, she's pretty. But I'm prettier.
Wow, confident!
They started talking, but we couldn't hear them. Because Aya and I are born chismosas, we crept closer. And wallaaa~ we could hear everything now!
"Drake, I want you to be my boyfriend!" Sis went straight to the point so beautifully.
Shit! I salute your fighting spirit. Respect! Go, sister!
"K." Drake answered. What the—That's it?!
The girl smiled, but then Drake turned away and walked back to his tree. "Let's break up," he said.
Again—what the—That's it?!
Our beautiful sister suddenly looked stunned. "W-What do you mean break up? We just got together and you're breaking up already?"
Girl, that's our question too.
"That's all you wanted, right? To brag that I was your boyfriend? Well, I was. That's it. Let's go." Then he lay back down. The our beautiful sister ran away crying.
You're so mean, Drake Palma! Brutal!
We went back to Aya's classroom. Thankfully, our teacher was late, so we didn't get in trouble.
"See, Besh? It's easy to be Drake's girlfriend. He's so easy to talk to! He's so easy to talk!" Aya said sarcastically. He's like the boyfriend of the people. Public property. Or whatever. Because…
"Uh—"
"Just don't do what your pretty sister did earlier. Just tell Sheen that you confessed, then broke up right away. Problem is solved!"
Honestly, that's a good suggestion.
"It's embarrassing. She's our batch mate. She's pretty, but from another section, so it's fine…"
"Exactly! Well, you know, he probably doesn't even know you're his classmate. Heck, he probably doesn't even know you exist. You know that guy—always asleep. Don't worry, Besh."
Well, she has a point.
"Alright. I'll tell him later. Then I'll tell Sheen we broke up right away."
"Good luck with your Mission Impossible, Besh!"
Then we went to class. At dismissal, I planned to tell him that I wanted to be his girlfriend. Hey! Forget pride for Sheen. When I fall in love, I go full crazy.
And there it is—dismissal! People were leaving the room, but Drake was still curled up in his armchair.
Really autistic.
After 15 minutes, the sleeping prince finally woke up. He grabbed his bag, stretched, and left the room. I followed him quietly. I'll say it outside the campus. I don't want this to become gossip.
Once I was sure we were far enough from the campus, I approached him.
Yes, Alyse! You can do this! Come on!
He turned and looked at me. "Drake Palma, I'm your girlfriend."
He just blinked at me and turned around again. Really autistic.
I counted out loud:
"Five"
"Four"
"Three"
"Two"
"One"
"Let's break up. Alright, bye."
Then I ran away. Yes! Mission accomplished! Sheen never said I had to be his girlfriend for long, right? You're a genius, Alyse! Just not in academics!
The next day, I was excited to tell Sheen the good news. Mwehehe. So smart, Alyse. You deserve free ice cream later.
"La, la, la~"
I was humming on my way to the rooftop, because that's where Sheen usually hangs out. It was still early, so I figured I'd drop by.
But when I opened the door, I saw Kei and Sheen talking…
"Why did you call me here?" Kei asked.
"I love you, and I want you back…"
Ouch! That hurts.
"Don't you get it, Sheen? We're over."
"Why are you acting like that? Is it because of that Drake Palma?!"
Whoa! Sheen is shouting! Scary!
"Yeah. So what? What can you do about it?"
"It's Kei! You know he's a playboy! Why are you even into him?! He always has a girlfriend!"
"I know. But he always breaks up."
"Exactly! He always breaks up! Why are you still into him?!"
"Because I'm going to prove that I'll be the first girl he'll take seriously."
Then she turned her back on Sheen and walked away. As for me—I immediately hid.
Hey! I thought it was alright. I already broke up, I'll get back together.
Hey, this is an extraordinary life!