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My BabyBoy (English)

Autor: jelooo81
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Jelo is a shy boy who don't like to be ridiculed just because he's gay. But this would all change when he met Allen, whose charm made Jelo fall headfirst into love. With help from friends, would he ever get a chance to be noticed?

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Chapter 1Chapter 1

JELO'S POV

It's the first day of school and I'll be late. Very nice!

"Mom! Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked loudly while wearing my polo.

"What are you talking about? I went to your room to wake you up earlier but what did you answer? 'Five minutes more'!"

"Eeeh! You know I'm not really awake when I do that!" I replied while tying my shoelaces

"'Kay! Dont worry. Next time, I'll pinch your cheeks so hard to make sure you're really awake!" she said as she continued packing my lunch

"I have to go now!" I kissed Mom on her cheeks before whisking my way outside of the house. I was at our gate when Mom got to me.

"Hey! Here's your lunch and glasses!" she said while giving the lunchbox and my glasses.

"Thanks Ma! Wabyu!" I hugged and kiss her again before I started walking away.

"Wear your glasses! You might trip again, you clumsy kid!" Mom's screamed.

Ha! Mom is so supportive it gets annoying! I just turned, "I'm wearing contact lens today Mom!" I answered before waving and started running.

Our house is not really that far from my uni. If I have to guess, it will only take about 20 minutes to reach it. We're living in a duplex in a subdivision that Mom's friend suggested before I started college. And she's all in for it so we can still be together even if I'm already in college. But when you convert a 20-minute walk to a run? Exhausting!

There's only five more minutes before the first class. I must make in time or I'll be burned by the fire of Terror Prof.! I turned at the end of the hallway, about to make way for the stairs when I bumped into a student who came out of the adjacent corridor.

"Ayyyyy !!!!!" I suddenly lost balance and fell on my butt, my slingbag and packed lunch, spilling into the floor.

"Oh I'm sorry! Are you okay P'?"

I don't know if I could answer that stupid question without sarcasm at all. He suddenly popped up out of nowhere, surprising me, made me stumble and now my belongings are all a mess. "Calm yourself Jelo", I said to myself, "It's the first day!"

As I started to pick up my things, and the other guy started helping me out as well. "It was about time!" talking again to myself, "Because of you, I couldn't reach Terr -"

I got lost in my thought! Kneeling before me is a gorgeous young man! Light skinned, slim, way taller than me, dimples evident on his cheeks

"I'm sorry again P! I was fixing my necktie when you bumped me" he said, then stood with my things he picked up and offered me a hand, which I accepted.

I still can't answer. I'm still preoccupied with his looks. The uniform is so damn perfect for him! He's how angels should look like in uniform! Only thing's the collar though, it's tied in a wrong way.

"Ahmmmm ... Your necktie ..." I said.

"Ah yes," he held his necktie up, "I've been trying to fix it, that's why I didn't see you earlier. I'm really sorry again"

"O-okay, let me help you fix that up"

"Ahmmm..sure!" letting go of his necktie.

I started tying his necktie, "This should go here. And this one should go here ..." I stole a glimpse of his face. Emegesh! He's really handsome! As in really really handsome! And the perfume he's wearing is so good too!

"Are you new here?" I asked

"Oh yes P'. I came from the province and moved to study here"

That's it! He hit the last straw! "Can you not call me P'?"

"Oh okay then! I'm sorry about that!"

"Just call me…" then I suddenly remembered about Terror Prof! "Fudge! I'm late!"

I took my things from his grasp and hurriedly walked up the stairs. The boy may have been surprised to the point he only managed to call me "P" again. He's really handsome and cute, I'll give him that, but I would not risk myself being skinned alive by Prof Jean.

I peeked into the room to make sureTerror Prof is not there yet, and she's not! Yes! I'm safe! I was about to get inside when suddenly…

"Mr. Estella, it's the first day, you're already late!" said Miss Jean aka The Terror Prof.

Fudge! Very wrong! I slowly turned around and wai, "Hello Ms. Jean, good morning."

"There's no good in the morning if you're late! The numbers won't compute by themselves!" I can sense the metaphoric fire breath burning me.

"Yes mam! I'm really sorry about this!"

"Your sorry won't do any help. Get your classmates' class cards and distribute these handouts!" she shoved onto me the printouts she's holding.

"Yes mam!" I replied while bowing

We both get inside the classroom. I distributed the handouts and took my classmates' class cards and left them with mine on Prof.'s table before sitting next to my friends in the middle row.

"Mr. Estella, it's the first day, you're already late!" Kim whispered as I was sitting next to him, mimicking Miss Jean.

"Hey! She might hear you." Well warned, hushing us

I've known Kim and Well for a long time. I know Kim since we're childhood friends and our parents are also friends. We have been friends since high school and both ended up taking Accountancy in college. Kim is the type to be called the "campus crush". White, looks like a Chinese, soft black hair long enough for roles in Kdrama, slim and always wear a killer smile. Rowell aka Well, on the other hand, is the "clown of the town": teases a lot, goofy, and playful, but is also the tallest of us three, his skin is so white Kim and I look darker beside him, plus his body is ripped.

Right! I forgot to introduce myself earlier!

I'm Angelo aka Jelo! That's with a J , not a G okay! 19 years old, third year Accountancy student at Langdon University. Also looks like a Chinese, with a brunette hair, a bit chubby, and the least eye-catching among the three, your typical "ugly duckling of the group". I live with my mom, Aileen Estella, an elementary teacher.

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