I am on the bus, sitting beside the window. My eyes are focused on the outside, trying to find a poster or a flyer that has 'We are now Hiring!' words plastered on it.
I sighed. I know I have a part-time job during weekends on the AKC station, however, it is not enough to finance my studies. As much as possible, I don't want my mom to know about this. I don't want to be dependent on her.
I closed my eyes and rested the back of my head on the chair.
Will I see him tomorrow? My mind asks. It's been a week and I still haven't seen him after that day.
My phone vibrated inside my bag. I hurriedly unzip it and dig my hand to find my phone. I even drop my notes from my math class while I'm finding it.
Finally! I said when my hand felt the small handy mobile phone that already stopped vibr
