How to get The Girl

Chapter 2

It was already a month since Logan, I mean Mr. Cooper took over Mr. Stefano's place, which I think is one of the best things that has happened to me this month since I was able to understand concepts that are so blurry for me. Thanks to the skills and intellect of Mr. Cooper.

The exam's only two weeks away, and we are already so busy preparing our mental and emotional health for the upcoming battle.

"Reminders for everyone. During the last two weeks you only have to review your notes, rest and have some fun. Don't put so much pressure on yourselves. You can do it." Engr. Carmen reminded us after our review of Chemical engineering principles.

"Finally!!! Last day of review!!!" Ethan screamed at the top of his lungs the moment we got out of the auditorium.

"You know what it means?" Blythe shook my whole system back and forth.

"It's party timeeee!" The three of them shouted in unison.

"No," I exclaimed.

"What do you mean, NO? We're not even asking for your permission" Levi added.

"I'm out. I have to study. I have to review everything. I have to memorize formulas. I have to familiarize myself with the handbook, or else I will take the exam again. Dad's gonna kill me. My boyfriend's gonna be disappo–" I was stopped by a slap from Ethan.

What the hell?

"Are you done? Now, inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale..." My body suddenly moved on its own. It's like dancing on the harmony created by Ethan's instruction.

"It's gonna be one night only. Then tomorrow you can go back to studying. Treat it as a reward for doing well during the review, hmm?" Blythe convinced me, which I think is working.

"Fine, but we'll go home sober. Okay?"

"Aye aye captain!!!" they said in Unison as a form of mockery.

I went to my condo early, to return my books and reviewers and to get ready for our clubbing later.

I chose a black tank top tube, with a brown mini skirt and high heels. I carefully chose my necklace and earrings to go with my fit for today.

I've set my hair in a whole ponytail, and done some hot chic make-up. I've brought some facial tissue, wipes, pepper spray, alcohol, and other female stuff.

I messaged Ryle to inform him about my plans later.

"Should I go there after work?" he said in a monotone.

"No, I'm fine. I'm with my friends". Please go with me. Please go with me.

"Okay, if you say so.", he replied. Haha who am I kidding.

How can I expect him to do the other way around, when I explicitly said what I'd want him to do? The rest of the call includes him and his job, his friends, and my review. It was not so long when his boss called him again to fix something in their project.

Well. Tonight's not the time to worry about career and boyfriends! I'm gonna get drunk tonight!...or not.

I wore my fit and took some thirst trap photos to be posted on my i********: account.

Idk, this shank might get drunk

#WhatisFugacity

#C2H5OH

I laughed at the hashtags I myself had created. For real who understands fugacity. I got excited with the thoughts of how Ryle freaking Cameron would react when he saw those photos. Maybe he'll barge in my condo to get me into his arms.

I jumped when my phone was notified. I checked my i********: only to see comments of my friends, and people who I don't even know.

Yass Queen! Slayyy!

Omg!!! We're finally doing it

Hey miss u free for tonight?

What's your snap? Call me at ******

Holy s**t! The cuntiest of 'em all

Ugh weirdos. I throw my phone on my bed and do a quick recap of my look in case my eyes become clearer than it was 2 minutes ago.

I jumped into my bed when I heard my phone received another i********: notification.

Be Ryle, be Ryle, be Ryle

I opened my i********: and went to my latest post.

Logan Cooper and 3,107 others liked this.

What?! I can't believe my eyes and I have to look at the screen for about 5 more minutes. I wasn't even aware he was following me.

I refreshed my feed just to be sure.

Ryle Cameron and 3,182 others liked this.

I wasn't that affected anymore when Ryle liked my pics. I'm sorry baby it's just that I was so shocked that Logan liked my post knowing that he never interacted with me socially.

I checked again for the list of likes but his name is nowhere to be found. Am I seeing things? I searched for his name and found out he's not following me either.

His account's public so doing a little investigation will not be a problem. He has 800+ followers but no following. What is he? Some kind of celebrity? He didn't even follow my brother. I scroll down to see his highlights and it's all about his cat.

HE HAS A CAT???

Well, damn big revelation. Some of his highlights include his works, academe and nothing more. He doesn't even have anything posted on his feed. What a bore.

I then stopped intriguing about Logan when a notification popped up on my screen.

That's my baby

Yes Ryle...Only yours.

I smiled upon reading Ryle's message, then I snapped out back to reality when I noticed that it's already past 10 in the evening. Ethan's gonna kill me for being late.

I rode a taxi and headed to The Spade, where I already found Ethan, Levi and Blythe.

"Oh my God!!! What took you so long" Blythe shouted in my ear since the music's so loud you can't even hear your parents' disappointment.

"It was traffic!" I shouted.

"WHAAAT?" she shouted back.

Ugh never mind.

"Drink this" Levi offered me a shot of tequila which I drank immediately. Why would I even be here if not to drink?

"Where's Ethan?" I exclaimed when I noticed that Ethan's not dancing here with us.

" I don't knoooow" Levi shrugged.

This time it was an anti-hero remix that was playing.

"DAMN! THIS IS MY SONG" I shouted while pinpointing myself.

"IT'S ME! HI! I"M THE PROBLEM IT's ME!" We sang in unison.

When the song ended Ethan appeared like a mushroom... and yeah with a mushroom.

"Guys, it's Ricardo"

"Yeah, Hi Ricardo!"

"Zup, Ricardo"

"Heyy" I added.

"Hi guys" Ricardo in his deep voice replied. The three of us looked at each signaled the words "DAMN HE'S HOT" and Ethan eyeing us with the words "BACK OFF HE'S MINE"

"Yeah, We're gonna go back there so if you need anything don't call me. Bye biatches" he then waved goodbye and started kissing Ricardo while disappearing in the crowds.

"Another shot for you," said Levi, who has just offered me a glass of Martini. Well yeah, as long as I don't get drunk.

"Come on, let's take a video while having a tequila shot" Blythe suggested in which we did immediately.

"Say fugacity!!!!!!!" Levi led.

"FUGACITY" we said in chorus while jumping around like shits.

A/N: Fugacity is the effective pressure of a non-ideal gas that corresponds to to the pressure of an ideal gas with the same temperature and chemical potential of the non-ideal one. (chemlibretexts)

I can't comprehend how much more I've drank, and how many songs have already passed. My head is spinning like s**t and I can't even spot Blythe, Levi and Ethan in the whole place.

Holy s**t! I'm f****d. I called my brother before I even passed out. Gladly I have set my brother's number as my emergency contact.

"Hey Miss! Do you want to dance with me?" A guy with red hair approached me. Is he talking to me? But my eyes are four, is he all right?

"H-Hii...no.. dance... not...dancing" I replied.

"Come on, just follow my lead" he added then smirked. What the hell. Am I getting hit on? I can't understand well what was going on, and I can't even see who's hitting on me.

"No habla Ingles... I have a boyfriend... I have four eyes...funny eyes" I laughed to myself.

I looked around to see if the red hair was already following me. He's gone, maybe "No habla Ingles" worked. I was about to get another drink when someone stopped me.

"No...No habla Ingles" I said while removing his hand on my arm.

"Come on, we need to get you home" I know this voice.

"Who'Re U? I hav four eyeszc I can see U" I said while fighting myself to stand up straight.

"It's me...p-pumpkin" the familiar voice replied. I knew it! It was my brother, I'm so dumb for not expecting him when I'm the one who called him.

"Of course, it's you. Don't sell me to ma and pa...Me no habla Inglés"

* * *

I woke up wasted as s**t. My head hurts as if a hole was drilled into my skull though I personally don't know how it feels.

My pain was sore from yesterday's dancing and popping. My dance moves really are killer moves. I reached for my phone only to find out it was already 1 pm and I haven't eaten anything.

I checked on my messenger, and no messages from Ryle.

What even happened in their project that I haven't received any single message from him. Ignore him. I can't just spend my entire life chasing after him.

I'm kidding... I'll message him just to say I just woke up and everything's fine with me here.

After sending Ryle my messages, I also dropped some messages to Ethan, Levi and Blythe. Looks like Ethan was really smashed by Ricardo, well what can I say good for him.

Blythe's already taken a bath and is ready to smash her head by studying, and Levi's still naked in someone's room. Ugh.

I then started to prepare some hangover soup to let me think straight. Come to think of it, how the hell did I go home yesterday? Did some old fart bring me home? No it can't be.

Fuck, I can't remember. This brain's so useless. I opened my social media accounts to check who might have brought me home. None. There's no single conversation that might suggest who brought me home.

I opened my call logs and found out that it was my brother I talked to last night. Makes sense since I remembered someone calling me their pumpkin.

Anyway, the most important thing is that I am safe and sound now.

I sober up for a little while and then started to prepare for my reviews and recall.

***

It was the last day of the examination. The day where general engineering belongs and my weakness calculus was included. I gathered up my strength for this final battle.

The examination turns out to be a lot easier than the ones provided in our review, also given the fact that only 1 item related to calculus was present. I can now feel it. Me becoming an official and licensed engineer.

I go home, and by home I mean my parent's house. I know that waiting for the result, which will arrive 2 weeks after the examination, will be one hell of a ride.

Ma welcomed me in open arms where I immediately accepted and hugged her like a baby. I was about to tear up when I saw dad coming down the stairs.

"How did the exam go?" he sternly asked.

"I was able to answer 50% of it with full confidence, the other 20% with just pure-luck" I said worriedly.

"Good job. Now eat your dinner", he said nonchalantly. Even though he doesn't show many expressions I still believe that he is so proud of me.

I already spent a week in my parent's house and I'm about to lose my mind while waiting for the official results of passers. I have deactivated my social media, so that I can also take this time to meditate and reflect on myself.

I only watched cartoons, comedy, and other movies that can make me forget about the results and lessen my anxiety. I was so caught up in distracting myself that I forgot that in two days it will be Ryle and I's anniversary.

"Hey. Where do you want to celebrate our anniversary?" I told Ryle over the phone.

"It's up to you, Mavs," he answered nonchalantly. I can hear people chattering around him.

"Hey, are you fine there?" I asked worriedly.

"Uhmm..would you be fine to plan out for the anniversary? I still got people to accommodate in behalf of our boss"

"Sure, just let me know if you need anything" I replied, disappointed. And with that the call ended.

Okay. This isn't the first I've planned for our date. Well, this is our 4th anniversary and I am already an expert in terms of planning surprises and things for Ryle.

Our first anniversary we spent at Disneyland, 'cause who doesn't want to spend a day with their loved ones in the happiest place on earth. Our second anniversary, we got to spend time in Maldives and that's one of the best things that happened in my life. Last year, we spent it in Japan, to witness the cherry blossoms. This year, I'm planning to make it more simple yet memorable.

Cheesy huh. Well, I just realized that it doesn't really matter if our celebrations grand or not (I just don't have the time, money and resources for this event. Well, as long as we love each other).

I planned on having a staycation with him, watching our fave movies while eating the food I cooked for him.

Then we'll talk about our dreams, our future, and if time permits maybe we can do "it". Yeah, you know what I mean. We've only done it once on his birthday, and we never have to do it again.

Part of it was because he's busy and the other is because I'm awkward with it.

Well, all is set. I can't wait.

It was the morning of October 21, when I prepared myself to go shopping with Ethan and to prepare for our 4th anniversary.

Happy Anniversary babeee.

Omw to shop for later.

Can't wait to see u

Hugs and kisses...

I hit send then go back finding the ingredients for the food I'll be preparing later.

"So, happy anniversary for you lover", it was Ethan, who kept on following me even though I clearly asked him to pick fruits for us.

"Yeah, thanks I guess" I smiled feverishly, while putting mayonnaise and tomato ketchup in the cart.

"Hey, cheer up. What makes you feel so down. Lol, for all I know you're gonna be railed tonight...Ugh!" he moaned right into my ear.

"Hey, stop it! Someone might hear you" I hit his face with the scallions I've just got.

"But really, don't be shy about it. Ricardo and I do this all the time, you know I'm quite a bonker myself" he joked.

I left a sarcastic smile and rolled my eyes on him.

"Whatever, say what you want. This will gonna be a wholesome day for us." I stuck out my tongue and left him.

It was already after lunch when I arrived in his condo. Ethan helped me carry all the groceries and ingredients we had bought from the store. If you ask me how I have access to Ryle's condo that is because his pass code is my birthday. This place feels like home. I caressed the mattress on his bed, and giggled.

I then realized that I need to prepare our food first starting off with our main course, roast chicken and rosemary sauce, soy and sweetened potato balls for our appetizers, pesto for pasta, and of course cake for our dessert. I also made some dip for our fries and chips.

After preparing our food, I then prepared myself. I wore a pink puffy dress, and put a pink laced ribbon on my ponytail. I also set his tv and bed, and even lit some scented candles. I didn't message him about my plan, I only messaged him about the part where we should meet at 9 pm in a certain restaurant.

Though, I know that he'll head home first before meeting me 'cause he got this habit of going back home as soon as his duty finishes.

After, everything was set. I waited for him in front of the door, holding my confetti which I would pop as long as he got inside. And Oh! Of course, I can't forget about his special gift.

It was already 7 pm and I had already started to get sleepy while waiting for him. I pinched my cheeks to make me feel awake, which I think is working.

I've sent him a message to ease my boredom.

Can't wait to see you...

I then go back to my waiting game after I hit send. Ugh, it's already 8pm, when will he ever be here. Suddenly I heard the door of his condo being unlocked. Finally.

I stood up straight, fixed my hair and prepared the confetti I'm holding.

3...2...1... It popped...

But something's wrong.

Despite the confetti falling down, my eyes got stuck on the view in front of me.

It was Ryle... kissing... another girl.

I stood there completely frozen, while he's devouring this other girl , caressing his hands on her torso, while her hands were running through his hair. They didn't even notice the confetti that dropped on their heads.

I stood there completely fazed and frozen. I can't take this any more.

I didn't notice that I'm already crying a ton of tears. I sniffed and wiped my tears, and I think that caught their attention for they have stopped whatever bullshit they are doing.

"Mavs?" he asked astonishingly.

Of course, you should be surprised but who else do you think was surprised? It's me. f**k.

I can't meet his eyes because I know it will be difficult for me to leave him.

"Hey kid, isn't this a good time?" the girl asked.

"Mavs, can we talk?" Ryle pleaded.

I grabbed my bag and tried to leave this shitty place already but he was able to grab my arm. He was so forceful that I wasn't able to walk away freely.

"What?!" my pitch became so high, it literally sounded like screaming.

"It's not what you think... she's just my boss... and we're both drunk. Please, listen to me"

Right. It's always the boss. The boss who wants him all the time, the boss who needs him all the time.

"Huh? Are you kidding me? It's not what I think? Here's what I think. f**k you and f**k you" I screamed while pointing on him and her.

"I'm done with your crap. We're done. Leave me alone!" I exclaimed and kicked his "thing".

Well, whatever. I don't care anymore. f**k you Ryle!!! I just hope you hit your toes most of the time.

Though I'm angry at them, I still can't hide the fact that I am greatly hurt by his betrayal. I can't even stop crying.

"f**k" I told myself when I ran out of tissue paper.

He doesn't deserve me, nor the food I have prepared.

I rushed down the stairs while wiping the tears on my hands using my hands. What a great day! I keep on crying, that I can't even see where I'm going.

"S-sorry... It's just that these dusts are...getting in my eyes" I cried while wiping the cold tears on my cheeks.

"Hey, are you okay?" The man I got bumped on asked while holding my shoulders so that I could straighten my s**t out. Ain't this the best day to meet Logan in this condition?

I raised my head just to meet his eyes... he seemed...concerned.

"No...I'm fine, I have to go" I told him aggressively as I swept his hands off of me.

"No, you're not fine," he replied.

"And what is it to you?! Stop being so nosy!!!" I exploded. f**k. It's not even his fault, yet I'm pouring all my anger onto him. The rain then started pouring like how my tears fell down from my eyes.

He just stared at me, and my guilt pushed me to evade his gaze.

"It's raining now. It's dangerous for you to go home alone. Just wait here. I'll get my car" he said while wrapping his coat around me.

"T-thanks" I said enough for him not to hear it.

I waited patiently for him to go get his car. He opened the door of the passenger's seat, which I think was nice. The whole trip was so awkward that we didn't even speak a single word other than him asking for my address and me answering it. I didn't have to say a thanks or an apology for acting like such an ass.

When I arrived at my condo, I jumped into my bed and buried myself to sleep.