[randy]
My hands were in my back as I walked Abelardo out of my curb. I pursed my lips, taking the moment of silence as we sauntered near to his car. Less I know about cars. But I know what expensive looks like when I see one. And I’m looking at one right now.
What can I say? Majority of the students at our campus were all rich. I guess I’m the odd one out. Abelardo stopped in his tracks as we approached his car. He looked behind and the charming smile on his face didn’t fade. “I had fun, Randy,” he said.
My smile got wider. “Thanks,” I timidly responded.
Abelardo closed the gap between us. His eyes observed my face. My cheeks heated when he didn’t blink. Is something wrong with my face? His thick lashes. It looked so good on Abelardo. Why is he so handsome?
I was about to tear my g
