「 Tony’s POV 」
But if I were to be honest, I actually find the whole situation funny. It was as if he was doing it to save me from being embarrassed or something because after he had thrown the paper to her face, nobody actually turned to me and glared at me but everybody was laughing at the red-faced Ms. Ruby.

Then again, maybe it was just me. I don’t think he was doing all this for me. He was doing that so everybody’s attention would be on him.

The thing that I have learnt about Mike yesterday was that he loved attention. He liked it when the spotlight is on him. I turned away from him and covered my face with my notebook – I couldn’t help to giggle at the situation.

And I swear at the corner of my eyes, I saw Mike glancing at my direction and softly smiled.


After chemistry ended, everything was fine. Except for the fact that Ms. Ruby was still glaring at me when we were on our way outside and she was reminding me and Mike loudly that, “Don’t forget, Tony and Mike, detention at 2:30.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I politely answered back where as Mike, he only grinned and then shrugged, “I won’t~”

I wondered what will be his job when he’s older. I really couldn’t think what profession suited him. Maybe he could be a DJ or something. Something that actually involved girls. Speaking of girls, a lot of girls were actually head to heels for Mike.

Yeah, because ‘girls love bad boys’. That actually made me cringed. I have heard rumors that Mike had actually gotten Claire pregnant. I don’t know if it’s true because I don’t even know who the hell Claire is. Why should I care anyway?

During lunch, I had told Blaise the story from A to Z and he laughed out loud. “Man, Tony, I don’t know what is up with that guy but do you think he would actually have feelings for you?” his voice drowned into a whisper as he said the last sentence.

Although it was just a question, I could actually feel my cheeks were heating up. Imagine, Mike Fucking Fuentes, have a crush on you. That would actually be the dreams of every girl in my school but the problem is I am not a girl and second, my dream is to be a doctor.

Watching my reactions, Blaise’s eyes widened and then he let out a laugh, “Tony. Is it –”

“No, shut up, Blaise,” I mumbled loud enough for only him to hear. “Why would he actually have feelings for me?” That actually made sense because I don’t find anything about me attractive. I mean, why the fuck would he likes me when he could get any girls he want in just 10 seconds?

“Well, because,” Blaise started as he stared at me with an interested look on his face, “you have a crush on him.”

I scoffed but I could feel that my face was turning redder in every second. “Blaise, you son of a bitch, I do not have a crush on him.”

Blaise then chuckled, “Yea, whatever you say buddy. But then I am actually pretty convinced that he might actually like you because I heard that,” slowly, his voice turned into whisper and then he leaned closer to my ear, wanting to whisper something so I just moved forward, wanting to hear what he was about to say, “he is actually gay.”

My eyes widened.
Before Blaise could even went back to his original sitting position, a loud “RRAH!” was heard followed by the sound of a hand hitting the table which made me surprised and turned to the source of the voice.

Oh, wow, Mike Fuentes. Again.

“Hey, fags. No kissing in public, alright? Look at these people,” he said as he raised his arm and motioned towards the people in the cafeteria, “they come here to eat, not watch you two making out.”

Blaise only looked at him, totally freaked out at why he was here.

“They weren’t even looking until you came here,” I said, rolling my eyes because it was obviously true. No one actually give a fuck at what Blaise and I were doing – we were only talking – until he came with a loud “RRAH” which made everybody’s attention on us.

“So you actually admit you guys were kissing, hm?” he asked with a malicious smile as he leaned forwards, his face was only centimeters away from my face. My eyes were as huge as saucers by then because he was so fucking close and he was staring right into my eyes.

“No, I didn’t meant that—”
But he immediately interrupted my sentence and then he pulled his face away while saying, “oh my god, guys! You guys actually missed watching them making out!!” to the people at the cafeteria, making them laughed at us.

Blaise hated humiliation the most so I looked at him and he had his head down. I felt sorry for him.

I stood up to defend myself but I was interrupted with Mike’s older brother, Vic and his companion, Jaime. I was about to opened my mouth but Vic stopped me by saying, “hey, little brother. Who made out? What did I miss?”

“Free porn?” Jaime asked.

“Guys, guys, calm down,” Mike said and then he turned to them. “This guy right here,” he indicated as he pointed to me, “is gay.”

Vic feigned a surprise and Jaime let out a fake gasp.

“Hey, hold on a sec,” I began. I wanted to begin with “I am not gay” but that would actually be lying so instead I said, “Will you please leave us alone?

“Oooooh,” Vic and Jaime chorused and then Mike added, “Gay guy wants to be left alone with his boyfriend. Let’s go guys.”

And then they walked away while singing, “Tony and Blaise sitting on a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G~”

I sat back down with a huff and stared at Blaise. “Hey, sorry,” I began. Blaise looked up at me with a forced smile and then said, “It’s okay bro. It’s not your fault, it’s them. Wow, I feel like dying.”

But Blaise, I am the one who should feel like dying now.