Aileen
I really love the change in Skylar. I can’t believe how much of a jerk he used to be before.
During lunchtime, I sat down with Rosalia and we ate while chatting. It was then that I saw a girl confessing her feelings to Skylar, who was sitting at a table far across the cafeteria.
The girl was nervous, but still spoke her mind without any hesitation.
The people around her were watching them, which seemed like an eyesore.
“Why are you looking at them so much? Are you curious?” Rosalia asked, glancing at me.
I looked away the very minute. “Not exactly…just feeling bad for the girl for the uncalled attention she’s getting.”
“It’s not like you can do anything for it,” she replied, biting onto her sandwich. “She called for it. Or maybe she wants the attention. That’s why she’s confessing in this crowded cafeteria. She could’ve done it elsewhere in a space as well. But, no. She chose to do it here. Don’t feel bad for her.”
“That’s…. right. But, I can’t help it. Maybe I’m too sentimental.”
“You are, and there’s nothing wrong with it,” she smiled. “You can’t control your emotions. Let her make herself a fool and enjoy your food.”
She’s really ruthless. I don’t want to get on her bad side.
Who knows what she might do to me if I ask her about her relationship with the Principal?
And yesterday both of them ghosted me in the middle of shopping like that. Should I ask her in detail about what happened exactly?
A few minutes later, the girl ran out of the cafeteria with tears in her eyes and Skylar’s friends had surrounded him. They were laughing their asses off.
“And there she goes,” Rosalia remarks. “I knew it wasn’t going to work out anyway.”
“How did you know that? She was really pretty. Why would he turn her down?” I asked.
“Cause Skylar doesn’t care anything about looks or appearances unless the girl is interesting enough to hold his attention. He says looks are just bonus points if you are smart. Other than that, it’s useless.”
What? I didn’t know that.
“He told you this himself?”
She nodded. “Yes, when we dated, I asked him about his preference for women and he said this. Even if that girl isn’t his mate, he doesn’t mind dating her as long as he finds her interesting.”
“That’s…. kind of a unique way to date people, isn’t it?” I added.
“Yup, that’s how he is in his ways. You can’t change him. Sadly, I tried to do it but failed. Look where we are now.”
“Do you regret dating him?” I asked aloud without thinking.
Why am I digging through her dating history? It’s not my concern whatever happens between the two of them, is it?
I need to, de-escalate the situation somehow.
“Uh, you don’t have to answer it,” I explained. “I was just joking”
“Yes, I regret dating him,” she replied without any hesitation. Her expression is as serious as ever. “But, that experience has taught me some valuable life lessons. So, I’m grateful for it. As they say, everything in life happens for a reason. Our dating was also a part of the Moon Goddess’s plan, to teach me some lessons about how men are in general, wicked.”
Wicked? Then is Principal wicked too? She’s including him, right?
“Did Skylar make you pessimistic about men?” I asked.
“Uh…yeah, maybe. I don’t know exactly. Let’s drop this topic for now. Lunchtime is almost over.”
“Oh, you are right.” She’s avoiding that topic for now. There’s really something going on between her and the principal.
If everyone in the college finds out about their relationship, what’s going to happen? I bet she can’t stay as a student here anymore.
Is this why they are keeping their affairs private and yet managed to catch my eye?
Talk about bad timing.
After college hours were over, I booked a cab and waited for it to arrive.
“Aileen!” Skylar’s voice draws my attention.
I turned around to see him.
“Oh, hi! You haven’t left yet?”
“Nah, was catching up with my buddies. When are you leaving? The party is in the evening, right?”
“Yeah, I’m going to head home to get ready.”
“I see….” He went silent, thinking about something in his head.
“Is there anything you have to say to me?” I asked.
“Uh, no. I hope you have fun at the party. Bye.” He winked.
“Um, bye?” what’s up with the grin on his face? It seems so suspicious.
He walked away the very minute, leaving me alone.
The cab arrived a second later, and I was on my way home. I suddenly received a call from Mom.
I picked it up the very minute.
“Hello.”
“When are you coming? I’m already home.”
“You are? That’s great. I’m on my way, will take 20 minutes to arrive.”
“I see. Well, hurry up. I’m waiting for you.”
“Oh, sure then. Bye.”
I looked at Dave’s contact number. Just when I was about to press the number, I restrained myself.