Love is Always A Hurricane

2₰: The "Other" Guys

Hey there, reader! Thanks for being this interested in my story. Thanks for the support. 

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Well, first things first. There's this taekwondo player who claims he liked me. I seriously thought I would never like him back when I found out he liked me. Although judgemental, I'm kind of a biggie when it comes to looks. He was kinda chubby, not the flab chubby but the big-bodied chubby. He's pretty light-skinned, for a filipino. But even if my feelings towards him change, I am not going to give him any chances. As mean as that sounds, I just can't bring myself to like him at all. He has had a crush on me even before Nean had asked me out. We texted and I knew he liked me from his friends and well, it's pretty obvious from him. But being attracted to me first doesn't mean he gets to have better chances than Nean does.

Some of the insignificant guys who approached me when Nean and I were together were Gabe, the senior, who is fresh from a break-up with my co-cheerleader and is known to be obsessive, caring, and puts in everything for his 'girl'. There's Jimmy. He used to go to my school but moved, to be a varsity basketball player. We only started talking back when it was summer after sophomore year. I found some of my ideal types in him. He plays guitar, rides motorcycle, wears braces, unfortunately he's a player. When I saw him, he'd always have a bruise, which I now know is a hickey. We were in the "if you fall for him, you lose" kind of relationship. Kind of like a flirtationship, whatever that is. When Nean and I got together, Jimmy kept telling me that he still likes me even though he has a girlfriend. When just weeks before that he said we were better off cutting connections. That time, I cried so bad for the first time in a long time then Gabe comforted me. Some other guys are vague to me, though. I wasn't the to-chase girl in school. It's proably because they ran out of pretty girls to ask out and they're left with me.

Another one is Nean's close-friend,  also his teammate. This guy, I've got a lot to say about him. I've known this guy since freshman year, which was 2 years ago. I didn't know him personally, we never met. My bestfriend, Em, used to like this guy. She tagged along on their family outing one summer and she realized it was better for them to be in a brother-sister relationship. I also found out his first girlfriend was a girl he liked since he was in 5th grade or something in his previous school and they lasted for 1 year and some months. So, I guess it's been around 4 months or less since he's been single. Enough about all the girls related to him, let me tell you something about him. He's half Chinese, too. 5'6 or '7. a basketball player, which means he's well-built. He seems like the average guy. Not unattractive, but not attractive enough for me to notice him. He used to be a regular student, meaning no basketball, no extracurricular, just plain-old studying. He became a varsity player last year. I used to think he was like all the other varsity players. Worthless playboys who knew nothing but fool around with their team mates and be a jerk to people they weren't familiar with. Needless to say, my impression of him changed. I got to talk to him when Em got invited to dinner with his family and she asked me to come. Before this so-called family night-out, we had a half-time performance for the basketball game that morning. Em is my co-cheerleader and we both have been in the squad since freshman year, which is when you are allowed to join. Em is my top girl and I'm her second base. In layman's term, she's the one on top and I'm the one that carries her. This is also one of the reasons we were bestfriends.

This guy wasn't playing in that game, though. He was only on the team B, which is the rookies used for smaller basketball leagues. So most of the team B players went to watch the games we cheered at, the national basketball league, the UAAP. Just before we went to perform, I was looking for someone to take a video of our performance. I was going to ask my ex-crush, who was now a college basketball player, but then I thought we weren't close anymore so that'd be rude. So I asked him to take the video. After the performance, I took my phone from him and went to change. Sadly, though, Em left me for god-knows-why and I didn't get to come with them. My phone hit low battery as soon as we started getting back to the bus. So imagine my surprise when I got home, charged my phone, and received 3 messages from him. I found it cute because all his messages consist of "I'm really sorry" "I'll make it up to you next time" "We really didn't mean to". He fretted so much. I replied to him and said "Yeah. It's okay. You said sorry too much." What came after this simple mistake of theirs was almost magical. 

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HAHA Cliffhanger! Hell yeah! I'm sorry. I just love cliffhangers. Well, because it makes you feel the excitement in the story and makes you read more. And yeah, I'm a filipino. And yeah, insignificant guys. I'm that mean. And if ever you guys are curious about something or maybe confused about something, my inbox is always open to whomever. So until then. Signing off, Michelle ♥