"Sure!" Once I wasn't successful in prying my head through the gap. I don't know what I expected. I have a huge head. That's why I overthink so much, my brain is too big for the wrong reasons.
I squinted and smiled when I saw two faces, "I spy with my little eye two girls holding hands."
"You need to be specific."
"Or maybe you're just bad at this game," Gatong ko sa kaniya. He brushed his hair back, smirking. Not batting an eye on my challenging tone.
"It's Jules and her girlfriend." Tas gusto niya pa mas maging specific ako! Baka ako talaga yung hindi magaling sa I spy.
"At least say Des' name." I said somewhat in a joking manner. But hey, put some respect on Desiree, Zy!
"Sorry I don't really know anyone from TVL. I think I mentioned that before," He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.
You don't need to backtrack, brain—he did. I'm so forgetful yet if it's about Zyle I feel like I'm Albert Einstein memorizing the most intricate details about him as if I discovered the equation of E=mc2!
I don't even like non-social science; I don't even know how to solve that equation. I just randomly thought of Albert Einstein.
Maybe because Zy's a STEM student? Hold! I'm going to answer that question right now—Definitely.
"I was joking," I played with my fingers, pinching it once in a while upon realizing that he felt guilty over my joke.
Do I sound that serious? When I tease him does he think I actually meant it? Oh no, that would be so bad.
Zy intertwined his fingers with mine, gently stroking it. "Stop doing that, masusugatan ka," He said in a hushed tone.
"My turn?" Tumango ako habang tinitingnan ang kamay niyang nakapulupot sa akin. He isn't letting go.
I bit the inside of my cheeks preventing myself from blushing at the warmth of his touch. Is it possible for a hand to be so firm yet so tender or am I going insane?
"I spy with my little eyes a guy with bleached hair and another guy who has light brown hair," Zy started swaying our hands. I'm not sure why he did that. I'll assume it's to make me feel slightly better.
"Easy, you shouldn't have done hair color. That's literally Kirby and Matt!"
"Warning, I'm going to go on a little tangent about them. They're literally the cutest," I accidentally squeezed his hand out of excitement. He squeezed my hands back, however it had little to no force.
I was about to go off into a Mattby (yes I made a ship name) ramble since they're the absolute textbook definition of fluffy, sweet—almost toothache inducing romance. A gentle giant and feisty dwarf. A 10/10 combination can never be defeated.
Notice the word about? Someone cut me off. It was an accident though so I can't even be mad.
"Hinahanap-hanap kita nandito ka lang pala! Why are you in the fucking jailbooth, Zy?" The brunette girl put her hands on her hips. Endlessly nagging on Zy. Her voice is unfriendly, lacking any tone of softness.
"I was guilty of being too hot," By the way Zy still hasn't released his hold on my hand. I'm winning so much today.
Her face warped in disgust, scoffing. "It would be more accurate if you were arrested for being a dumb coward but I guess they needed to feed your big ass ego."
My jaw dropped and Zy's laughing at her statement. Is this a normal occurrence?
"Bail us out, please," There it is. His famous puppy eyes. Only a non-empathetic person would say no to such pleading. O baka marupok lang ako. It can be both.
"Anong us?"
She finally noticed that I was there. I shyly waved to her. Surprisingly, she waved back—her furrowed eyebrows softening at my gesture. After that, her stare locked on my other hand which was still being held by Zy.
Her expression changed from soft angelic vibes to devious villain in a quick snap. She twirled her wavy hair around her hand, cackling maniacally.
She turned to Zy, "Suffer."
Just like that, she was gone. Zy heaved out a sigh of disbelief, "Ang sama talaga ng ugali kahit kailan."
"Is she your friend?" Pamilyar ang mukha niya sa akin. I have probably seen her before. Pero I can't point a finger at it. The answer to her familiarity is at the tip of my tongue and I'm desperately grasping my brain neurons to think.
"Yup," Once again he popped the p. "We're from the same friend group."
"Oh that's why I feel like I've seen her before."
"Mhm, baka nakita mo siya noong birthday ng magkambal. She was in the overnight although she was in the never have I ever team," My brain neurons finally received the signal as an imaginary light bulb lit up. She was the brunette cheerleader Krissia hated!
"What's her name?" Krissia, prepare yourself. I will be interrogating you as soon as I break out from this prison.
"Sera." Seraphina; School Title: Rose. Thank you Emi for sending that list once upon a time—you're a tea lover's savior! Absolute holy grail!
"She seems nice," I lied through my teeth again.
"You're a terrible liar," And of course I was found out a second after I lied. Told you, I'm the worst liar there was.
"Well... um... I guess we're still stuck together," I wonder why there are no other people getting jail boothed though. Seriously it has been quite some time and there's not a single soul getting thrown in.
"Should we continue playing I spy till we get bailed out?" He asked, caressing my hands.
"Gladly."
I don't mind being stuck behind bars with Apollo Zyle Sanvictores. The duration can be a few minutes, hours, and even days. I would be celebrating my prison hours instead of worrying about the world outside these measly iron bars.
Call me atrociously down bad on how atrocious I am when it comes to him. I even said atrocious twice—now that's thrice.
Nevermind, I'll be simple with my words for once. I wouldn't mind being found guilty when it comes to loving him. That sounds so much like a cliche. Good thing I love cliches.
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