Paris
> Not gonna make it for lunch today. Eat well?
I slowly shut my locker's door as I read Ezzio's text. He's been texting me the same thing for five consecutive days now. Our semi-final exam was done already but he'd still been so busy balancing schoolworks and practices. But I wasn't complaining. It's just that, I didn't think it's necessary for him to text me this. Ayos lang naman sa'kin kahit hindi na. But the guy can be very persistent.
Nagsimula akong maglakad matapos akong makapag-reply kay Ezzio. I already saw it coming, anyway. Lalo na dahil last day of practice na nila ngayon. Tomorrow's the final game. Everyone's hyped up about it. Nagsisimula nang mag-ingay sa social media ang iilang mga estudyante, hindi lang sa LMU kundi pati na rin ang mga estudyante ng eskwelahang makakalaban ng Wolves. Surprisingly, I, too was excited. I've never watched a football match before. Unang-una akong makakakita noon bukas. At unang-una ko ring makikitang maglaro si Ezzio.
"Hey, Ven," bati ko sa kapatid habang paupo sa upuang katapat niya. Nag-usap kami na sabay na lang mananghalian. We seldom have lunch together. Hindi ko nga alam kung bakit namin naisipang magkasabay ngayon.
We were at David's. Weirdly enough, I decided to pick this place. Siguro ay gusto ko lang ring masubukan.
Venny put her phone on the table to give her full attention to me. She smiled wide. "Oh, good! You're here."
"Yep," I said, popping the last sound. I looked at the drafts of drawings scattered on the table and figured Venny must've been here for quite a while already. "Ano 'yan?"
She shrugged. "Just a couple of ideas. Interior designs."
Tumango-tango ako. Venny's taking up Interior Designing. She's on her second year. Todo suporta naman kami sa kanya dahil nakikita naman naming passion niya 'yon.
I grinned. "I can't believe I'm looking at a future interior designer right now," biro ko. Tumawa siya, halatang nagustuhan ang narinig. Well, she could use a good confidence-booster sometimes.
"Oo naman, 'no! Gusto mo ako pa mag design sa future house niyo ni Z, e!"
I paused. Dahan-dahang nabura ang ngiti ko.
"Nice joke," I replied, rolling my eyes. I didn't find it funny. I found it ridiculous, the thought of Z and I sharing a house together in the future. Kasi parang imposible naman. Pero kung PBB lang ang pinag-uusapan natin, mas ayos pa siguro 'yon.
'But you also thought Z liking you was impossible. Now, look what's happening!' the voice inside me uttered. I couldn't stop my annoyance because it was right. Ugh.
She smiled apologetically and gave me a 'peace' sign.
"Anyways, ipinag-order na nga pala kita ng pagkain," paglilihis niya sa istorya pero agad din namang bumalik kay Z ang topic namin. I guess Ven just couldn't help it.
"So?" She rested both her arms on the table and leaned forward. "Tomorrow's the big game, huh?"
Itinaas-baba niya pa ang dalawang kilay habang nakangisi. Hindi ko mapigilang matawa ng konti. Bago pa ako makasagot ay may dumating nang isang babae na inilapag ang pagkain sa mesa. Siguro ay sadyang gutom na talaga kami kaya agad na naming pinagtuunan ng pansin ang kanya-kanyang pagkain.
"Oo, bukas na nga," sagot ko sa tanong niya kanina. "Masyado nga'ng abala si Ezzio ngayon, e."
Tumango siya habang abala sa kanin. "That's why you're having lunch with me."
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Head Over Heels For Ezzio (Villaverde Series #1)
ספרות נוער[COMPLETED] Paris Belle Villaverde, a known dean's lister in campus, accidentally screams out she likes Ezzio Martinez, the star player of the football team... and the guy she low key hates. From then on, things start to run out of control.
