Special Chapter 2

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Special Chapter 2—Collaboration Projects—

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Special Chapter 2
—Collaboration Projects—

I don't know if people noticed that Cashel and I went home together last night, though we never went home together in an actual house, people could make something out of it since it's been so long since the day we've got to hang out with each other.

That's why the kiss was a surprise for me. I never thought he would do something like that. I just never know where this would go.

Ang aga-aga kong iniisip ang mga bagay na 'yon. I should've forgotten about it. He might've forgotten about it. Si Cashel pa ba? He thinks some things are only temporary that's why he took everything for granted—I just don't know if he's still the same after the time we ended things between us.

Nakatatawa lang isipin na parang actual break up ang ginawa namin when we really don't have a relationship. Walang label. Walang exclusivity. Everything was just for a show pero sobrang tumatak iyon sa amin. Hindi naman namin masisisi ang isa't isa dahil napalapit din kami sa mga araw na lumipas and we're trying our best not to mind the past, but move forward.

"Cosette." Sinilip ako ni Minetta sa table ko sa faculty room. May kakaibang ngiti agad 'yong namutawi sa mukha niya. I'm just wondering what is it now? "You mentioned before you'll be having some work-related or business—whatever you called that with Bartholomew?" The way she says his name, her pitch goes up meaning to say... she likes him, obviously.

"Yes... why do you ask?"

Para bang namilipit si Minetta sa gilid ko. "Well... I was just wondering if you could bring me as well? I know this feels like I'm asking too much, que s'il vous plait?"

Natawa ako ng bahagya sinabi niya kaya napakibit balikat na lang din ako. "That's the part where I don't have any idea, Minetta. I don't even know what we'll be doing."

"I hope it's not sex," she said, crossing her fingers with matching pikit pa ng mata.

I scrunched my face when she said that. "No! Why would I have sex with him? I'm not a porn actress or whatever. Geez, Minetta. You're freaking me out!"

"I'm just making sure that you won't be doing anything like that, Cosette."

Umiling ako ng matindi. "I promise you, I wouldn't ever do that. I promise to death, I wouldn't do such a thing. I'm just an actress, not a sex worker." Pagpunto ko pa sa kanya.

She shrugged off. "Okay, at least that's kind of enlightening. I know Bartholomew wouldn't do such a thing. J'espère qu'on fera l'amour à l'avenir," she said, like wishing for it. (I hope we'll have sex in the future.)

Tumaas ang kilay ko sa sinabi niya. "What did you just say?"

She shook her head, grinning. "Nothing. Just remember, if you needed someone—like me assist you, that would be fantastic, Cosette. I'm hoping for that—really!"

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