When we got inside of our favorite restaurant, Castillo took the initiative to find a table for the three of us.
I did not really that this would happen. The transferee is here with us!
I can't figure out what he is thinking right at this moment. What made him join with us in a table? I'm doubting my credibility as a Psychology student now. Why can't I pinpoint his thoughts?
I'm silently sitting in my seat in front of him. My friend on the other hand is talking to him like she's trying to get his attention or care.
"I thought you would not come that's why I invited you." she frankly said to him.
Castillo looked at Quuen boringly. Is he really like that? Or it's because we do not know each other?
"Are you really that snob? Or you're just simply silent?"
He rolled his eyes at Quuen's remarks. I smiled seeing him did that. Seeing boys roll their eyes is a turn on for me. I find it funny and..cute.
He looked at me when he noticed me smiling. My friend is also now smiling. She knows that I like that thing.
He looked at us with brows furrowed. Eyes curious but still, snob.
"She finds it cute when boys' roll their eyes." My friend said instead of me when I stayed silent—to answer his curiosity.
I cleared my throat when he stared at me. I tried to busy my self with my phone to avoid his stares. The thought that he's looking at me is uncomfortable. It's a relief that it did not take long.
Quuen still talking to him even though he wasn't responding. He's leaning his back in the seat while looking like he's bored of waiting and my friend cannot even take it away.
I noticed that he's just one dot away from being annoyed of Quuen's mouth. She never get tired of talking when she's interested with the person. That's why I just prayed for the food to arrive to make her stop talking.
It is such a relief that she really stop talking when the food arrived. She must be hungry for talking without receiving any response.
No one talk when we started eating. Surprisingly, Castillo is eating..a lot. I thought he's somewhat conscious to his built.
"Do you do workouts?"
They both looked at me taken aback. I realized that I voiced it out loud. I shut my eyes to my realization. When I open my eyes, I saw that he's looking at me.
"We're eating Ms." Amusement is visible in his eyes, though his face is showing the opposite.
I smiled wryly. Such embarrassing!
"Sorry." I said out of embarrassment.
I should have just shut my mouth. He might think I'm nosy. Well, I can't deny that fact since I was really curios about that part. Almost boys in school are doing work-outs. So I thought it wasn't impossible that he did too.
Even when we were done eating I still did not dare to talk again. I just let Quuen create some noise in our table.
I get my card from my bag to pay for our bill—because she said so. I did not argue more because I'm still not over with what happened. And she always pay for my bills whenever we go out so it's now my treat.
I am about to give the card to the waiter when Castillo did it first.
We just stared at him while the waiter's processing our bills. I could not complain because I'm afraid to talk to him again!
"I don't want someone paying my meals." He simply said. Quuen looked at me helplessly and then back to him.
"Uhm..You should have let us pay our bills too. I ordered the most of it." my friend mumbled.
It's obviously uncomfortable when someone you just met pay for you. She really should be ashamed because she ordered the majority of it.
I thought he would say more but he just looked at us boringly and like he doesn't want to talk about it.
I thought he would say that it's boys' initiative to treat girls and not the other way around. That's the saying that I always heard from most boys. But maybe he's just too lazy to say more about it?
He immediately stands up when the waiter reach our table for his card. Quuen and I also stood up to follow him out of the restaurant. We're carrying our purchased items while walking beside him silently, don't dare to talk.
We reach the exit of the mall when Castillo turned his attention back to us. I can still feel the awkwardness especially that Quuen is still shy from what happened.
"Do you have someone to drive you home?" He asked.
"Oh! He's on the way," I replied in a reserve voice.
He looked at my friend when he noticed her silently standing beside me.
"Uh..Thanks for the treat. Bye!" I just said immediately to make him go so that this awkwardness will end.
"Is your service here already?" He reluctantly said.
Why? He will wait here until our driver arrive? Why would he care? He's making it more awkward every minute here!
He's standing 5 meters from us. Thankfully he's a silent person, if not, I don't think it will help. Quuen is unusually quiet beside me.
Minutes later, our service arrived. Quuen and I lives in the same subdivision that's why we decided to just use one car for the two of us.
Castillo nodded at us and walks away upon seeing our drive for tonight. I shrugged it off while Quuen thanks him.
When we arrived home, I immediately cleaned my self to sleep. I'm tired from what happened in the mall.
The next day, I awoke just on time. Someone called me for a breakfast.
"What are you going to do today, ate Pacey?" Dhaley asked while we eat.
It's Saturday morning and we are eating breakfast here in the garden. We also have dining area here in case we would like fresh air.
"Reading my newly purchased books." I excitedly said.
"You have exam next week, right?" Dad asked confused.
I nodded to confirm it.
"Exactly dad, relaxing before the hell week." I said while smiling.
It's my habit to drown myself in books the weekends before the hell week. Because when the first day of hell week starts, I will focus on my review.
It's somehow inspiring to take an exam while imagining some scenarios that I've read in the book. I'm good at that.
Dad and mom sighed upon hearing my idea. This is what I like about dad, he will let me do things my way as long as I would not fail my studies.
"Thanks, it's so boring being alone in the leisure room." Dhaley said gladly. So that's why he asked?
Ate Chacey is busy and couldn't go to leisure room these days that's why he said that.
Dhaley maybe stubborn and rude but he's still the youngest sibling that needs our company.
After breakfast I got back to my room to shower so that I can start my day already. When I entered the leisure room Quuen called me. She's bragging about her new albums that she bought yesternight. She's listening to it in a full volume that I can hear it from here.
"Isn't the song good, P?" She asked giggling.
I'm in my mini library corner. I stopped what I'm reading to listen to the song she played. This is her most favorite side track in the album. It's somewhat ballad? That's her most favorite genre in music.
"Yeah, it's comforting, I guess?"
"Are you comforted? Why? You don't have boyfriend." She teasingly said that made me roll my eyes.
"I did not know that I supposed can't feel comfort from a song when I have no love life." I muttered flatly.
"Of course! Anyway, what do you think of Kein? Is he passable to be your boyfriend?" She mischievously said. She's talking like nothing awkward happened yesterday. I sighed at her ridiculous thoughts.
Quuen chuckled and speak again.
"Right. Kein seemed off limits. Not because he's got someone already but because I can see it from his demeanor. He looked like he's not interested to be in a relationship—alone forever. But come to think about it, you two are somewhat alike." The last sentence caught my attention.
"Why?" I mumbled.
"Just because.." she only answered and open another topic. I just shrugged my thoughts of "why's"—why would she think that Castillo and I are alike. What gives?
I was drown by what I'm reading that I did not notice that Quuen is not in the line already. The call ended 1 hour ago.
I check the other side of the room to find no Dhaley. When did he got out? My phone beep for a message. It's an unknown number again but this time I remember who it was.
"Thank you for lending me your notes ~K." I said as I read it. I stared at it for a moment, thinking of what should I reply to it.
But I realized something—when did I think of a message to reply to a stranger? Most specifically to a boy? Not to mention I just found my self smiling. What the hell, Pacey!
I turned off my phone instead of replying. I have to get my self straight.