Chapter SixCacao Bean
50 percent cacao
50 percent guilt
The next few days in school are all about course work. Since I’m the designated leader in at least three subjects’ group reports, I’ve decided to get as much homework done by spending my lunch hour in the library. I’ve been sneaking in chocolate for the past few days, munching on Maltesers, as I color and design my handwritten reflection papers.
It’s so easy not to think about Mama, Kuya, Lucas, and Summer (who’s still snubbing me, by the way), when one’s swamped with work. Summer and Dani are still eating by themselves. They would buy themselves a slice of pizza and an ice cream cone and eat their lunch at the covered court until the bell rings. Issa has been spending her lunch hour with the rest of the student council, going ove
