Chapter 4 (2/2)

“Morie?” It’s Errol.

I grabbed the paper from his hand then I immediately dashed off the cafeteria.

[  ] Errol Aguirre

The second guy. He’s plain and simple, the nice type. Many people liked him because of his att.i.tude. He’s someone who always greets and smiles. He’s the dream boy of the girls.

So how did our story start? Well, it’s like boy meets girl. As simple as that. But because of this ‘freaking power’, I know how things would turn out. It’ll end.

He’s the in-love type. He was actually left behind by his loved one.

He was speechless when I dumped him. It’s necessary though. It’s because he will end up again with the one who left him, while me? I would also be left in a corner.

Sad to say, in the people’s eyes, I, Jill Morie, broke his heart. The same as the first, n.o.body knew. What a pity.

“Morie, wait.” He stopped me from walking. He actually followed me. “Ah, sorry.” Errol said to me while bowing his head. “But you know… I wouldn’t do that to you.” He’s talking about the blog. “I owe you. If you didn’t say that to me back then, I wouldn’t realize my faults.” He shyly smiled. “… and I wouldn’t be as happy as now.”

Yeah right, Gail and him were back as lovers. And they seemed so happy together.

“Good for you.” I told him before leaving.

[x] Errol Aguirre

Like I said, he’s really a nice guy.

[  ] Rainier Ramos

Here we go, the mighty editor-in-chief of the Gryffinclaws. Opposite of Errol, but he’s also popular in the campus. I don’t really like this guy in the first place. His expensive camera was always around his neck, like a stalker.

How did our story start?

Well, unlike the first two guys, we’re not dating. It’s all because of that ‘Valentines Day Promo,’ a gimmick from one of the clubs. You would get an anonymous phone number which they claimed was from your soulmate that day. It seems like that.

Unfortunately that jerk got mine.

“Hi, sweetie.”

“Who is this?”

“Guess who, I got your number.”

“And so?”

“They said we’re soulmate.”

“Whatever.”

Not far away here, he was leaning on the wall while the phone was on his ear. I immediately thought that it’s not a good idea to hang out with people like him. Why? He’s so obsessed about his ‘stalker job’ I mean, journalist. I already realized I was the new subject he wanted to feature on his newspaper.

I walked to him and then glanced at him when I got near. He also looked at me. It’s sometimes convenient to have this ‘power’.

“Okay, let’s get out later.” He said on the other line while watching me walked away.

“Sure.”

“See you at Mirku’s. 5 pm.”

“Ok.”

I didn’t meet him at Mirku’s that was why he waited for so long, for nothing. Instead of him creating the news, he was the one on the news — that I only gave him false hope.

But wait, there’s more. That jerk made it appear as if he was really hurt by it that was why people started posting about me on the freedom board. I already said I became popular there, right?

“Are you looking for someone?” someone spoke from behind, a correspondent of newspaper proper. It’s because I’m standing in the front of the Gryffinclaws office which looked like there was no people inside. “The office was not that active because boss is absent.” The person opened the door.

“Absent?”

“He’s ill, eh. It’s been a week since he was confined at the hospital. This is why our work load was pending.”

So that person could also catch sickness eh. That blog was updated the day before yesterday. It’s obvious he couldn’t make that update while in the hospital. Tsk.

[x] Rainier Ramos

I’m so frustrated because I still don’t know who created it. The people who hated me was so many, it was hard to guess.I glanced at the next one on my list.

[  ] George Morris

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