It's Friday, and I have to travel to school even if I only have a few hours of sleep, barely 2-3 hours. We arrive home at midnight, but it's not why I lack sleep; it was Maddox's confession, and to add it up is Cassy's leaflet she handed me.
"Angel, breakfast, make it fast; you'll be late for school."
"Coming"
I only have 30 minutes, so I pick the cereals instead of having a formal Filipino dinner. Mom reheated the food from last night's event, but I don't find them appetizing. I can't be late for school today.
"Angel, what exactly is your relationship with Maddox?"
I pause before putting cereal in my mouth. "Relationship? What do you mean, mom?"
"I mean, Angel, you're not a little kid anymore. I know that you know what I mean, right?"
"I see. We're just friends, nothing more than
