"Hi, Bacchus" I smile innocently.
"Where are you?"
Okay, calm and composed.
Excellent, keep it up.
"Err I am outside, don't fret, I am going back."
"No, I am coming to fetch you. Switch on your-"
"Who's that?" Alec yawns and forces his eyes open.
Bad timing man.
I glare at him, using telepathy to ask him to shut up. Yes, I totally have telepathy.
"-who is that?"
"Oh, you know, my friend from school." I try to calm my palpitating heart beating at 10000km per hour, why do I feel like I am being caught cheating? Stop dreaming, Mel, he is not yours and never be.
"Switch on your GPS now." He speaks after a few seconds of silence, probably debating the definition of 'friend' here.
"I-"
"BEEP-BEEP" He hangs up.
"Well, who's he?" Alec stretches on the rock lazily but eyeing me cautiously, probably regretting his impulse to bring me here.
"I'm grilled, dude. Anyway, let's go, you don't want him finding your favourite spot do you?"
"True, I'm not riding you back?" He asks.
"Nope, not a chance."
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"Who was with you, don't tell me you ran all the way to the lavender field by Novena Street to look at what? Flowers? I don't even believe you at all." Dionysus speaks with so much harshness that it actually hurt.
How DARE he question me?
"Look, Mr Dionysus, you have absolutely no right to invade my privacy for this is a free country and I shall do so as I wish. And, why can't I admire something? I have eyes. That is not going to concern you in any way, Mr Dionysus, please do not overstep the boundaries."
I smile professionally-- like how I lied straight into the paparazzi's faces when they poke their microphones into my mouth.
Wait, Mel! What the fuck are you exactly doing? Why are you ruining the only good thing in your life?
Shut up, don't use that word.
Hello? I am you.
Not, you're not.
Yes, I am, I am the one with a clear and unfogged brain that is hidden within you, Mel.
I know, I know, but, do you think this is actually good for the both of us? Me being the clingy one, grovelling myself to his feet. While he just- I don't know, like shut me off, and now, he just wants to be the jealous boyfriend when he obviously isn't?
Take this while to relax and sort out the tangles, Mel.
I can't. I still want him.
But does he?
Does he?
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"You coming to the party this Saturday? Come with me, I will ride you this time." Alec stuffs his hands into the pockets of his ripped back jeans, walking me to the canteen.
I have been hanging out with him these days, other than the poor first impression he gave me, he's actually quite a guarded and reserved but an understanding guy. He's a nice man. I give him that. Just a little too cold. Scratch that. He IS mostly VERY cold. The literal Jack Frost, disappointingly, he does not have Karl's Frost platinum blond, whitish hair, his hair is totally wasted on such a frisky guy.
"Maybe, I will text you if we're going, give me your phone." I smile gently at the students snapping pictures of us.
He throws me his phone without hesitating after unlocking his fingerprint.
I quickly type in my number and save as "Ilocia" like what he always calls me.
I smirk as I tuck my textbooks into my locker, "remember that I will ride your baby no matter what!"
"Omigod, I actually scored so well for my Bio! Muahahahahaha! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! And girl, I have never seen you study, yet you actually topped the class with Alec Jasons?"
Odi shriek in pure joy, bouncing up and down as we queue in line to buy food, well she will be buying, I am just accompanying her.
"Come on, I did plop in a little study time in between my schedules and I told you you will slay it!" I shrug, checking my Twitter, watching the retweets and likes of my post thirty seconds ago soar higher than the Burj Khalifa of Dubai every second.
"Oh, Mel just posted of an apple!"
"Is it the one in her hand?"
"Oh my gosh, why is that loser sticking by Mel!"
"How I wish to be the apple in her hands!"
"Damn girl, my heart hurts from that comment!" Odi covers her left chest in mock hurt, smirking at her friend.
"Oh? Loser? Then show them what you got, there's a party this Saturday, let's go."
"You alright with that?"
"Just take it as a fan-meet, I am sure my manager will be chill about this."
"Did I just hear 'party'?"
A familiar voice booms beside my ears, an arm hanging on my shoulders heavily.
"Mr Winters, long time no see huh? How's that teacher you hooked up with?" I slap the arm away, biting down on the apple.
"She's pretty hot, but she seemed to be a slut too, her va-"
"One more time you get into detention, you're gonna move right out of my house, understood? Appreciate what you have, Karmen."
"I- yes, Mel, sorry."
I just wanted your attention, is that so hard to get? What's my portion on your plate, Mel?