Drink, get drunk

Alex dragged me to the Cafeteria. Yeah! He is holding my hand, and everyone is staring at us.

"Hey!" He touched me. "Are you alright?" he asked me. He had the guts to ask me if I was okay. Honestly, I don't feel like talking to him.

"Pumpkin?" he asked softly.

I raised an eyebrow again and pointed my finger at him.

"One more Pumpkin and I'll really punch you big time!" I withdrew the hand he had been holding. "What's the matter with you? Aren't you done teasing me!" I said angrily.

"Chill!" he said jokingly. He raised both his hands, facing me with a smile.

"Do you think I can still stay calm in my situation now?" I raised an eyebrow at him again.

"Been to detention because of you, for a stupid reason!" I looked at him from head to toe.

"For what? Kissing you?" I pushed him. "Correction, Mr. Alonzo, I didn't even think of touching your face!" I keep saying.

I didn't want to cause a scene, so I talked to him in a whisper. "First, I don't fucking know you! Second, I don't have plans on liking you either. Third, stop causing trouble with me. It's not funny anymore!" I said it seriously.

I'm fucking mad this time. I was chasing my breath. I was holding back my anger, and I wanted to punch him. My eyes went sharp as I faced him.

"Tss!" That was his only response to what I said. He just messed up my hair and left, wearing his smirking code. I was left alone inside the Cafeteria. I wanted to punch him with so much anger, but I couldn't do anything, so I bit my lip without hesitation.

I don't know if he gets mad at me or is just so dumb as to realize I'm really mad at him.

Fast Forward.

I did not attend our afternoon class anymore. I don't show up at community service either.

I was just in my room all afternoon until nightfall.

I have no plans to open my Facebook or even touch my cellphone.

The lights in my room were all off and I had no plans to get up. I can hear the heavy rain that is freely pouring outside.

I really can't compose myself as to how to stop my angriness towards Alex. I'm still confused about how I will face my classmates tomorrow because of what happened earlier.

Honestly, I've been used to being at the center of their topics, but this time, it's not cool. I don't like what Alex did back there. I really couldn't endure what Alex did earlier in front of my classmates.

That was out of my control. He was always out of my control.

Monday.

I was disturbed by the alarm that I set last night.

It's six in the morning, but still, I don't feel like going to school.

I've been away from school for a week, and until now, I haven't received any text, call, or even a friend request from Alex.

Maybe this time, he really is serious about distancing himself from me.

Yeah! I can't hide my feelings anymore.

I eventually liked him, after all, but what he did was a big discouragement to me.

Manang kept asking me what really happened to me and why I locked myself in my room. I haven't stepped outside my room since that day. I didn't even have the appetite either.

It was 6:30 in the morning when I decided to get up.

I don't think I will die for what he did to me, so I took a shower and got ready for school. I decided to forget everything.

School.

None of my classmates dare speak as their eyes stare at me. I know they are wondering why I was gone for a week. I just sat in my chair as I leaned my back. My sharp eyes just wandered around the classroom.

The whole class ended, and nothing got into my brain.

I even went through Mr. Sanchez's office since I did not attend for a week and was absent from our community service for a week.

I was cleaning the female restroom while Alex was in the male restroom.

He didn't bother to say a single word to me. He's not even annoying me this time.

We ended the community service peacefully.

I was wearing my P.E. uniform since I was not really in the mood today. I didn't have plans to go home, so I went to the park near our school.

I enjoyed watching the kids play and talking to their friends. I even saw high school students and other adults dating.

It was already six in the evening, and stars were already visible in the night sky, so I lay down. I enjoyed the view alone. It's just sad because the lights in the city take away the brightness of the stars. I'm not really into going home yet. There are still many things on my mind.

It was already past 9 in the evening when I decided to get up. Still, I don't have plans on going home yet. I saw a bar along the road, and I felt like tasting liquor. I'm not into drinks. I'm a bully, but I've never been to a bar or even get drunk. Maybe now is the perfect time.

I know I'm still underage, and I know the guard wouldn't allow me to enter the door. I joined the other adults to lure him to not notice me from entering the bar. I positioned myself on the farthest table so nobody would see.

It's a good thing I'm wearing a jacket today.

It's very noisy inside the bar. I felt dizzy by the dim lights. I'm already halfway through drinking, and I'm feeling drowsy. It's not because I'm already drunk, but it seems like that. I got drunk and drowsy quickly because of the lights that kept turning on and off.

Maybe it was 11 pm when suddenly a man sat in front of me.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked.

I can't see his face clearly because of the alcohol I've been drinking. I have drank several bottles already. I didn't notice the man sitting before me because I felt like puking. So, I decided to go out to smell the fresh air.

I started to walk away, grab a cigarette and lit it. It was my first time, again. I didn't have the chance to taste the cigarette because another familiar face came. Maybe I was drunk, really, really drunk, to see Alex's face in front of me.

"Oh!" I pointed at the man in front of me now.

I intently examined his face. My eyes went narrower as I looked at him. I am tipsy. "Oh, you look like Alex." I scanned his face thoroughly. "But I'm sure you're definitely not!" He smiled.

"He is ugly, but you're cute!" I added while pinching his cheeks. I don't know this guy, but he looks at me intently. He doesn't even move an inch. "You are more adorable than him. Mind if you give me your name?" I asked.

"Alex!" he said.

"Oh!" I rolled my eyes while looking at his face again. "I guess many people are using the name Alex?" I laugh. "Me too, I'm Alex!" I grabbed my I.D. "Mildred Alex Kate," I held my I.D. as I read my name into it. I showed him my I.D.

"Mildred? Mildred is better, isn't it? Or Kate, like a kitten!"

I laugh so loud.

I kept walking while this man kept following me. I could barely open my eyes this time. I'm really drunk. But still, I can manage to walk.

He is not the gentleman type. He is not even like the stupid Alex that I know. I've been crisscrossing the silent alley away from the bar, and he is just following me.

"Hey! Alex, right?" I faced him. "Do you know, I also know someone whose name is Alex. He's ugly and stupid! He keeps annoying me and I—I rea—ly hated it!" I close my eyes while saying those words. "He even claimed me as his girlfriend! Really?" I pointed to myself. "Shit!"

I'm sitting on the bench. I can't walk anymore. He just stood there and watched me.

"You really look like that stupid Alex that I know!" I carefully stared at his face. I pulled out my cellphone. "Sshh. Don't tell anyone, okay?" I searched the contact list for Alex's name. "Wait, let's call him," I added.

We could hear the loud ring from the other line because it was on loudspeaker, but nobody answered.

"You see! That Alex is feeling handsome!" I said, feeling annoyed because he didn't answer my call. "Me? His girlfriend? The hell, no!" I said.

Youg fivming adhfmdle!!!

I sent a text message to him.

"Come, sit next to me! I wanted to prove to the world I don't want that scumbag!" I sat next to him and smiled. "My beauty does not match his ugliness!" I forced him to sit next to me. "Let's take a picture!" I leaned my head to his shoulder and put my arm around his neck.

Click.

"You look cute in the photo!" My eyes caught his eyes, looking at me seriously. "Help me, let's post this on my F.B.," I pouted while narrowing my eyes, looking at the screen of my cellphone.

I opened my Facebook account and posted the picture. I looked at him, but only his smiling face met my eyes. "You know he looks like you!" I touched her face again. "But don't worry, you're more handsome than him," I added.

"Tss!" That was his only response, so I ignored him.

Wehf myy bogdnfdnrnd.

"Is my caption correct?" I showed him my phone. He grabbed it and retyped my caption. I guess I don't know how to type words now. My vision is really spinning.

With my boyfriend.

Posted.

"There! It's posted! Alex will see that I have a boyfriend!" I am confident with my statement. "Is it okay? I totally don't know you, thank you—" I vomited on him. "Sorry."

I think I can't handle myself going home.

And I shut down.

...to be continued.