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"Oh, umiikot na naman 'yang mga mata mo. Wala nga 'yong hinahanap mo, ilang araw na ngang hindi pumapasok, 'di ba?" sermon sa akin ni Mads habang kumakain kami.
Halos lahat ng mga estudyante ay dito na kumakain sa mga bench na nakapalibot sa field. Malamig at presko kasi ang panahon dahil malapit nang mag-Pasko. Nagpapatugtog na rin ng mga kanta ni Jose Mari Chan sa buong campus kaya sobrang relaxing sa pakiramdam.
Kinuwento ko sa kanila ni Ganja ang lahat ng nangyari sa amin ni Axl. Pareho pa nilang ini-stalk sa Instagram si Monica pero maski sila ay walang masabi dahil sobrang ganda niya talaga at tila walang bahid ng kapintasan sa katawan.
"Ano naman kung i-ghost ka niya? Ang isipin mo na lang, kahit isang araw natikman mo ang isang Axl Tristan Sy," pabirong sabi ni Ganja na pilit na pinapagaan ang loob ko.
"Gaga. Hindi nga sila umabot sa tikiman, eh," kontra naman ni Mads.
"Hmm. Oo nga pala." Simangot ni Ganja. "Sayang, daks pa naman yata si loverboy."
"Oo nga, eh. Ilang inches?" tanong sa akin ni Mads, sabay labas ng ruler galing sa bag niya.
I just laughed at her and shook my head. All we did was kiss, so I have no idea about what he's got going down there, although I must admit that I'm beginning to get curious because of this lewd conversation.
"Girl, basta itatak mo sa isip mo. Ang average size ng mga Pinoy ay 4.3 inches," paalala ni Ganja. "Ang unfair, 'di ba? So, unless 6 inches and above, never settle down. Okay?" malambing na payo niya. She took the ruler from Mads and showed me where the 6-inch indicator is, making me cringe inwardly at the size of it.
That looks way too long. How is it even going to . . . fit? Kailangan ba talagang ipasok lahat? Baka puwede namang half lang?
"Ito talagang si Anjanette nakakagulat minsan, eh. Oy, galing ka pang Catholic School tapos ganiyan ka?" biro ni Mads.
The two of them started bickering while I contemplated everything that happened the other night. My mind is drowning in questions. Did I just overreact? Should I have given Axl a chance to explain? I know I blocked him on Instagram, but we go to the same school and he knows where I live, so if he really wanted to patch things up with me . . . what's stopping him?
As if the universe heard my thoughts, I saw him entering the gates of the campus.
He's wearing jeans, plain white sneakers, and a black, fitted Henley shirt that emphasized his biceps and showed off some of his tattoos. He was also wearing shades and his hair was brushed up and styled differently.
Am I hallucinating?
He looks really hot, but then Monica came walking behind him wearing a short, red dress and instantly ruining the view. She was really fair, it seemed like the sunlight was just bouncing off of her legs.
