utaguri sono yume
Sunday, April 29, 2007
It was an unusually chilly night for the summer season, and it's times like this I enjoy the little walks I take every now and then. Not that the aircon within the rich kid's (not mine) house is cold enough, it's just that, well, that one feels so artificial compared to the cool breeze outside. Plus, the ruckus inside of drunk bastards (aka classmates + friends) didn't help me feel comfortable, or even relaxed, so I left them to their alcohol-induced bliss and their barbaric dares and games. I slip out of their view and open the transparent, almost invisible glass door and take with me 3 pieces of cream puff. Unknown to me, a wary pair of eyes followed my stealthy movement as I went outside.
It was a huge house, or should I say, compound. I don't know hoe big the lot was, but there were 4 houses I think - the garage, the maids'/drivers' lounge, the guests' lounge, and the main house itself - and each having two floors. Not counting to the luxurious compound was the huge array of plants in the garden, and the rectangular pool and the circular jacuzzi. Of all the places I could go, I chose to sat just outside the guest's lounge (where the ruckus was happening), almost in plain site of the others, where they could possibly see me.. being myself, but, really, I couldn't care less, I'll be coming inside again, when I eat up the three pieces of cream puff. Which somehow became two pieces, to my surprise. I thought I had dropped it, when I realized it was stolen by a certain someone, that is, you, and you give me that sneer, no, a smirk, and as you pop it into your mouth. But then, I didn't care, I could just get another one, so I turned around and shrugged, and moved near the side of the pool (which, amusingly enough, was illuminated by submerged lights). You should have caught up by now just how I react towards you, so I didn't wait for any movement, and expected you to ignore that little fact and leave me alone. But no, for some unknown reason, I see a bare foot dipping into the shallow pool water, and playing around with it. I dare not turn my head into your direction, like hell I will, I have nothing to say anyway.
You're a noisy eater, you know that? I hear every chewing and biting movement, and it's unnerving, but no one really tells another person to shut their trap when their eating anyway. It might just be me, or me thinking that you were always a big biter, and you made everything you eat seem so.. eatable, to say the least. I still don't know what to do, so I remain unmoved, though I know the awkwardness is rising quickly, at least I'm feeling it. Because I feel I have to do something, I pop one cream puff into my mouth, and take my time into chewing it, trying to stall some time, before I have to deal with the awkwardness again. All too soon, I've already devoured my rations, and was forced to deal with my little problem again. I don't know if you're still there, and I've been worrying about nothing all this time, so I take a swift glance sideways, and I was caught at the moment, and I froze, before everything sunk in to what's left of my brain. Dark brown eyes were looking at me, and I wasn't aware just how long I was stupefied and staring into them. Blushing slightly, I shake my head fervently and look away, hoping that you didn't see the slight streaks of pink marks all over my face. So, back to awkward silence, that is, until I felt a soft touch brushing over my left cheek, then a sharp poke. As anyone would, I sharply turned my head to you and slapped your hand away, and then berated you for poking me for no reason at all. It wasn't a serious rant, but I meant it anyway. You cut me short, and wiped the little white smudge of cream on my face, and I froze at that again. I couldn't possibly slap you're hand away again, so, for the nth time, I look away.. but you wouldn't let me, and THAT gave me the chills. My worry for the sickening silence turned into fear when you held my chin in place and started to close in. I knew it was all too good to be true, and too bad to be a dream, so I couldn't pinpoint whether which is which. What's weird is, I'm in fear, and I'm not liking this at all.. well, somewhere deep inside, some place in me that I don't know yet, there's a slight something nagging me to lean forward. But the principled division in the multi-character me is stronger than my nagging urges, so I open my eyes, and breathe happily as I realize the familiar surroundings, and my feet splashing water in the pool, and the three pieces of cream puffs I had taken with me. One great "whew" for me.
I reached into the plate of cream puffs, and froze when I realized there was another hand in it, and to my utter fear, it was yours. And this. Was. Happening. AGAIN. Fuck that, I'm eating this.
smiled at the sun again @ 6:48 PM,
2 Comments:
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At April 29, 2007 at 10:47 PM,
jose angeles. said...
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Ginoong Teklat, lalaki po ba ang iyong pinag-uusapan? si joey kaya? hmmm... INTRIGA NA ITECH!
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At April 30, 2007 at 2:52 PM,
sunkissedsmile said...
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1. Learn japanese.
2. No.
3. STRIPED JACKET KO NAMPOTEK!