Chapter EightChopsuey
mixed vegetables
mixed feelings
The other day Kuya told Manang and me that we’ll be seeing a lot of Lucas, and my mind immediately supplied a half-naked Lucas with glistening abs, rolling with the waves. The logical part of me quashed the image for obvious reasons. I know Kuya and Lucas are working on an advertising campaign, but some part of me kind of wished that Lucas will be visiting our house more often because he wanted to see me. Stupid, I know, but a girl can dream. Knowing that I’ll be seeing him this Sunday should have made the waiting unbearable. But frankly, I can hardly think about him or his good looks and annoying smirk when I’m taking the UPCAT in a few days. I go to school, I do my homework, and I go to glee practices, but the entrance exam is all
