I covered it with something else in my bag. I didn't want to see it very often.
"Nanny, have you read the Little Prince?" I asked her.
She thought for a moment.
"I heard it's great. Why?"
"Nothing. I just heard about it too," I said, as she finished cooking and prepared the table.
~
I opened my locker and saw a note on the door. How does Carl know the password to my lock?
I think I should change it before he interfered with my personal things.
I stuffed it inside the book I was holding when someone was suddenly behind me.
"Good morning Drei!" I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. The accent always gives him away.
"Good morning Mr. Hamilton," I said, still getting my things.
"Cold treatment?" he frowned as I finally turned.
"We're in school, Drew," I told him, then suddenly Anthony was beside me.
"Good morning," he told us both.
I froze.
"Morning Anthony," I muttered. Did he hear what I just say? That might sound suspicious.
"Uhh. Good morning Mr. Tierro," Drew answered.
"I'd better get going Ms. Tullieno." Then he was off to the direction of the faculty.I sighed in relief.
I looked at Anthony, who looked at me questioningly.
"What?" I asked him.
"Are you hiding anything?" he asked, a bit out of his prim and proper personality.
I gaped at him. "Of course not!"
He eyed me suspiciously and said, "Okay. Let me walk you to your room," he offered as the students were rushing off to their classes.
The girls around us were looking at us intently. I felt uncomfortable.
He must've noticed it when he said, "Are you okay? Just don't mind them. They should get used
to seeing us together."We were near my room now.
"What? Why?"
He peeked inside the room and saw that it was almost filled with students. Luckily, Kristine
wasn't in yet.
"You better get inside," he said, giving me a gentle push.
I looked at him with pleading eyes. I needed the answer.
"See you later," he said coolly. No wonder many girls liked him.
~
There were a lot more people in the gym this afternoon. It was a do or die game after all. The
series was tied at one win each.
We settled in the seat we had last Monday and as usual, Jonathan and I excused ourselves to
fetch Jazz outside. Kristine was left to reserve the seats for us.
We were near the exit to the parking lot when my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Drei, your food," I heard Drew speak on the other line. It was noisy from where he was.
"Oh. Where are you?"
"Outside the gym," he replied.
"Okay, I'm coming," I told him. I left Jonathan and went back to meet Drew.
I found him towering over the people outside."Thanks Drew!" I said as I neared him.
"Sure," he ruffled my hair.
"Stop that, someone might see us," I glanced around and saw Carl and Anthony on the hallway from their dug out.
Not again.
"I guess he already did," Drew told me.
I looked away.
"Yea."
"Hey," he ruffled my hair again.
"Don't be so sad. He should have a little competition too, you know," he teased.
"Stop that! Thanks for the food. You can go now," I frowned as I tried to push him away.
I was about to enter the gym again when I remembered that I left something in my locker. That
was a homework due tomorrow.
"Hey Drew!" I called out to him. Despite the loud environment, he heard me.
"Yes?"I jogged toward him and pulled him towards the direction of my locker.
When we reached it, I opened it immediately. Again, I found a note on the door of the locker. I
removed it.
"What's that?" Drew asked from behind me.
"Uhh," when he noticed that I was hesitating, he snatched the note from my hand and he read it himself.
"Meet me at the parking lot this 7pm," he read out loud. "There's no signature. A secret admirer?"
He raised an eyebrow.I got the notes I needed and closed the locker.
"I don't know," I answered honestly.
"It's not like Anthony would do something like this," Drew thought out loud.
"Wait, you sound like you trust Anthony," I wondered.
"I do," he said confidently.
"You do?" I repeated.
He nodded, still thinking.
"Don't meet him," he said all of a sudden.
"Anthony? I thought you trust him," I asked, confused.
"This admirer, silly," he pinched my nose. "Ow. Okay!" I told him.
~
The game wasn't that exciting. Anthony and the team won with a fourteen-point lead. Anthony
was the best player.
After the game, Kristine stayed behind and the Park cousins went home early.
With Jazz around, Jonathan can't stay out that long.
I was waiting in the parking lot when Drew called. I told him that Mr. Champ was coming and
that there was no need to worry. He was so disturbed with the note.
I was seated on a bench beside the broken light post. It was quite dark now.
I saw Carl walk toward the parking lot, scanning the surroundings.
So he really left the note. Just then, Anthony was beside him and I saw Carl shake his head.
Anthony looked disappointed.
Now I really am confused.
Was it Carl or Anthony leaving notes on my locker?
***
Chapter 11
I entered my room after dinner that night. I felt like I had a long day.
I fixed my things so I can start with my homework. Then I remembered the note I had this
morning. I hadn't read it yet.
I found it and compared with the one Drew read this afternoon.
They were different.
The one Drew read was written on a pink paper. The one a had this morning was written on a
green one.
Be careful. The green note said.
I stared at it incredulously.
Maybe this one's from Carl.
I felt a surge of panic. Does he know something about my past? About Dad witnessing a
murder? Was he like Phil? A spy?
I closed my eyes to calm myself.
Then my phone rang.
"Drei? Did you get the note of your secret admirer? The one I read. I'm trying to compare the
handwriting with Anthony, Carl and Kris." Drew said.
"Uhh. Yea. It's here," I said.
He told me to bring them to him first thing in the morning. I agreed then hung up.
I was about to start my homework when my phone
