I only have five minutes left before our class proper but I remain unaffected since I am still busy scanning for Lance inside the campus.

Walking pass by some of my block mates, they called me to went upstairs for the first class but I just wave at them, telling them to go without me.

"Hi, Erin!" A group of guy called my attention and so I smile back at them. They even cheered after I did that then I am shock when they push someone in front of me.

"Woooaah!" The guys shouted and this man in front of me bowed his head while he's pulling down the hem of his polo shirt.

Ah, shy.

"H-hey!" He greeted while his eyes are still on the ground, his hands are both on his side. He bit his upper lip then look at his group of friend on my right. I followed the direction he look at, and some of his friends signaled him some actions I can not understand.

"Ah... Can I, uhm, have your ID number?"

I heard his group of friend laugh and someone even cussed while looking at this man in front of me.

I scoff and bit my lip, trying to suppress a laugh. Damn, this guy is kinda shy and timid.

Not my thing.

"Fuck, Skye! You son of a bitch, you like her, right?!" A man on his orange shirt shout.

"Bro, our friend is slow! You must eat a nut, dude!"

I laugh at them and look back at him. I saw him wearing a Rolex so I grab his arms and check for the time. "Damn, very late." I let go of his hand and look back on his face, but I am about to utter my thing when I saw him very red!

"Uh, as much as I want to stay with you guys, but I am looking for someone," I look back on his group, shrugging, then to him again, "gotta go!" I pass by him but stop on my track immediately, "anyway, it's 09173678903. Thank me later."

After taking some few steps, I heard them shout and I smirk immediately. He was asking for my ID number but I know it's not really the thing he wanted to know. C'mon, I am giving him a free access to flirt me, yet, it would just be thru phone calls or whatsoever.

While still walking, some would greet me and sometimes, they'll wave at me. I ain't familiar with the others but since I am popular, I just return back the favor just to please them.

"Trent was left alone after Lance shooed him away. Gosh! Didn't know gays can cringe me sometimes!" The woman on the bleacher exclaimed so I look at her. I went to where they are seating, smiled and greeted her my, "Hi."

"Did you say, 'Lance'? You mean, Trent's man?" I almost cringe on what I said but tend not to. I must not look a jealous girlfriend. Not for now, at least. Char.

The woman look at me. She seems flabbergasted and tongue-tied at the same time. I look at the other woman beside her but she's also gaping at me.

O...kay? I know I am gorgeous, they shouldn't spit it act on my face.

Psh.

"Uh.."

"Lance!"

From these absentminded women, my gaze flew on my left when I heard a baritone voice that mentions Lance's name. My mouth went ajar after I saw a man on his button down polo with his sneakers on. Meters away from him is a furious Lance and he's almost on where I am standing.

I sigh and whispers my 'yes!' for finally, I found him.

Getting ready to paste my oh-so-pretty smile, I watch him getting closer and closer, so I inhaled and wave a hand.

His eyes went to mine and he just show me his crease forehead. I walk towards him and stop abruptly when he stand at me, face to face.

"Hi!" I cheerfully greeted and I heard somebody's gasp from a far. My gaze went to the man behind Lance named Trent then roll my eyes at him before looking back at Lance.

Ha! Your man is mine!

Lance look at his back sideways and then back to me again. He clench his jaw and transfers his weight to his left. "Are you just here to say Hi?"

"Ohh."

I bit my lip as I heard everyone's reaction but I remain steadfast. I must not show him I am affected, hell, I am Erin Margarete Rowe and no one says 'no' to me!

"Well? I drop by to say 'take care, you'll be mine.'"

Then after saying that, I tip-toed to hold his face and left a peck on his lips. Everyone gasp for the second time and a triumphant smile forms on my lips. I went my feet back on the ground as I slowly remove my hold on Lance's face. I took a step backward to look at Trent who's now fuming red.

Smirking at him, then fly a kiss is the most annoying thing I ever did today!

I turn my back at Lance without giving him a final glance. My head is held high, and so does my chest, out — showing everyone that Erin Margarete will always win the fight.

Before finally going outside their college, the group of guys earlier are scorching on their seat and that Skye from earlier is just looking at me.

Sorry dude, this woman has her eyes to a gay.

***

"You witch! What did I heard from my block mates that you made a scene in the CASS department?!" Monica screamed and grab few strands of my hair.

I made a face as I feel the pain on my scalp so I yank her hand away. "Stop it, Monica. You're over reacting. It's not as if that was the first time." I rolled my eyes and grab a dorritos from the bowl in front.

We are having our free time in Pop Snack, popular cafe in Iligan City, and we are just waiting for Enrique to come over. Selena, also my friend, will just pass by a minutes from now since she studies in a different school from us three.

"Gosh, how could you do that to a gay?! And the fact that it was Lance you are chasing! Girl, you've got a person out of your league! LANCE.IS.A.FUCKING.GAY."

She put a finger on her temple and grab her milk tea. She sips on her straw while her eyes are obviously raging — worried about me.

Well, why by the way?

"Monica, Lance is a man. Mark my words."

"Gosh, Erin. You're hopeless. Go find someone who you can fuck and don't spur that gay your intentions!"

I sardonically laugh and sips on my coke in a can. "Have you watch the movie, Third Party? Hello, the gay was once a man who fell in love with a woman! And I believe, Lance can be a man too and fucking vice versa!"

"So, what's probably your point?"

"My point is just let me do this thing and watch me having that so-called gay in between my pants someday. Pft."

She gasp and point me using her forefinger, "I couldn't believe you. You have lots of men behind you but you keep on chasing that gay."

"I like him."

Monica was about to open her mouth to spat me again but the chimes rang so I turn my head at the door and saw Enrique wiping his sweats — completely a mess as if he was chase by street dogs.

"Ew." I said when he sat next to me and I can already smell his sweats from where I am sitting. He showed me his middle finger so I laugh abruptly.

"Girl, you stinks!" I blurted when he kept on moving to my side.

"Fuck, quit it, Erin Margarete! That crazy girl is chasing me again! I thought she already dropped her course!"

What the hell? That Shaniah Alex?!

"God, she kept on bugging me, asking me to marry her! Fuck her issues in life, I want a dick not a vagina!"

I am laughing real hard when I get to see Enrique's face while he's wiping his arms using his wipes. He then grab a lotion and applied it to his well toned biceps.

Okay. Who would've thought that this man beside me is a gay too?! Damn, this contemporary gays! They are all sexy and masculine at the same time! No wonder why women these days fall for them.

Believe me or not, some women chose to fell for gays than men. Trust me, some men are idiots and I can't blame others if they'll mistrust men.

I know, I know. Stereotypical statement yet it's the reality!

Monica look at me and beam. Right. I know what she's up to. Enrique doesn't know a thing about me, falling for his kind, and now Monica is looking at me and as if she's saying, "look how your gay friend felt embarrass when a girl wants them."

Okay. I get it.

I smil when Enrique finally grab his tint and ask for Monica to order for himself. I hold his biceps and encircled it using both of my hands.

"Why are you gays could be this manly?" I murmured while still checking his arms. Enrique stop on what he is doing and look at me wide-eye.

"Bitch, stop it. You're giving me goosebumps." Enrique hilariously uttered and look at his mirror again.

"Enrique..." I called him and pick a fries on Monica's plate, "does it ring a chance that you'll fall for that woman named Shaniah?"

He look at me incredibly and shove my shoulder using his. "Fuck, never."

"Ihh. For you. But this question is not intended for you straight, okay? Is it possible for a gay to fall for a girl?"

I bit my lip when Enrique finally look at me and smiles apologetically, "Girl, I know that I became a good friend to you but I can't return that feelings."

What the fuck?!

I throw him a piece of fries on his face and made a face. "You fucking whore! It's not you!"

"What?!"

"I like Lance Hiro Chandler, okay?!"

"You, what?!"

I gawk at him and later bit my upper lip. Enrique laugh sardonically and his eyes has a glint on it.

Damn.

"That Fine arts student from CASS?! Woman, he has a boyfriend!"

Oh my God. So he's famous, I see. Everyone knows him except me. Except for that day I met him.

"Well, I think... Uhm, they just broke up?" I said and sips on my tea again.