I really never meant for anybody to get in between Phun and me…
“Damn it, damn it, damn it.” It’s no use just laying here and obsessing over this. He’s probably so mad at me right now. (I would be if I were him.) I thought about this before I decide to throw off my socks and leave to get the keys to the motorcycle right away.
“Ma, I’ll be right back.” I totter my way down the stairs and I see my parents watching a movie together. They wave at me as an acknowledgement so I leave to push my trusty motorcycle and face the world together once again.
I don’t get a chance to turn the ignition since I notice a pale face which belongs to that certain jerk. He’s sitting by the potted plants near the gate and catches me by surprise, “Yo! What the hell?! What are you doing sitting there in silence?!”
“Where are you off to?” Phun notices that I’m about to leave my house with my motorcycle. He quickly walks up to me and asks the question. So what am I supposed to tell him?
“What about you? How come you haven’t gotten yourself home yet?” Based on my observations from head to toe, he’s still wearing a full uniform, complete with the white socks, a pair of leather shoes and the school bag. It’s clear that he hasn’t been home yet.
“I…” He opens his mouth to say something but falls silent. I’m trying to look into those sharp eyes of his, but he keeps averting my gaze. Phun places his school bag on my motorcycle, it feels like he’s trying to stop me from leaving. “What about you? Where are you off to…?”
Basically, questions are being thrown around but neither of us are answering. -_-”
I glance at his face which still has a displeased expression on it. (Why the heck are you here if you’re still mad at me?) I grab his school bag and hand it over to him before I yank at the tall guy to get on the motorcycle. “You hungry?” He shakes his head. “Well, I am.” Whatever, I make him get on the back and drive off with the motorcycle blasting loud noises in the street.