Chapter 4: The Not-so-innocent Eyes

Chapter 4: The Not-so-innocent Eyes

IT SEEMS that I don't want to sell these pictures anymore, that's what Cee's mind was spinning while watching over and over again - of course it's just a joke, it's only the third time - Rake's pictures on his camera.

Maybe he was just too kind to do Rake not very nice despite the nonsense it was doing to him. There will be no other reason other than his kindness, right?

The wind blew him away. He glanced at the Love Club door when it opened and spat out the weeping Ava. He was surprised because he rarely saw this one cry.

It seems that he only saw Ava crying once. That was when he found out that his Kpop artist had a crush on his girlfriend.

"What's the matter, Ava?"

He sat in the empty seat across from his desk. "Cee! I'm no longer a virgin! It's Acer's fault!"

Shocked, he stared at the woman. "What? How did that happen?"

"With that in mind, you still don't know the step-by-step procedure of sex?"

If Ava hadn't just turned pale, she might have kicked it. "I mean, I thought you were just going to give that to your wife? You really are crazy! Why don't you follow the Virginity Code we made five years ago ?!"

The Virginity Code he was referring to was the word they uttered that they would only give their virginity to their spouse. Despite the modern world, their beliefs about sex and marriage weren't modern at all. They weren't against pre-marital sex. They don't just 'push' it. Suppose, ‘I do’ first in front of Father before pushing the ball into the ring. It's not bad if they wait, is it? What do you have to reserve yourself for your spouse. Also, they are too young! I wish they were thirty years old.

The speech is very virgin, but the mind, quite ... already knows.

"I didn't want that, Cee-"

"Acer forced you ?!"

"For that club-"

"What's for the club ?! They didn't tell you to have sex, gaga! All they said was, take a picture of Acer! Where's the sex d'on ?!" he said.

"Who had sex with Acer ?!"

"You, aren't you?"

He was surprised a moment later it laughed. "That's not what I mean. You're too green-minded!"

He almost slapped his face on the table. And he is still green-minded. I'm sorry. This one is really 4D.

He heard it swallow. "I took a picture of him. Okay, there are a lot of pictures. And Cee ..." He bit his lower lip. "He's just wearing his briefs," he said in a low voice.

Her eyes widened. "How did you do that ?!" he said in shock.

It waved its palm. "Just. That's my secret." It covered both palms of the face. "My eyes! My eyes are no longer virgin!"

He rolled his eyes. "Your eyes haven't been a virgin for a long time, hey! Don't be deluded. Just watching shirtless idols on Youtube-"

"But it's bad in person, Cee, especially when he's handsome and in good shape. It's a pity because Acer is a dragon. If I was caught then, I would definitely be crippled right away." It suddenly came to mind. "I don't think I want to continue selling pictures during event week," he said.

"Why?"

"Maybe Acer's fangirls will increase, eh."

"Are you jealous?"

Ava shook hard. "I just feel sorry for the women who are obsessed with that dragon."

He shrugged but a grin was posted on his lips. "You said so."

Before Ava could answer, the door opened again and Jea looked like a bull entering.

"Let's think of a new ploy for the Foundation Week!" anito. It slammed into the table. "I don't want to ruin Foundation Week just because I sold a nude photo of Patch!"

Cee's eyes widened. Even without looking at Ava, he knew the expression on her face was the same.

"H-naked? As in all the way? Did you see ?!" he said in shock.

Jea's cheeks blushed as she averted her eyes. "That was not intentional! I knew that you who were beaten up were going to sleep like that!"

He laughed out loud. "I'm fine, Rake is only wearing swimming trunks. Ava, Acer is wearing briefs. Are they Snow?"

Snow, Crea and Mai arrived just in time.

And just like Ava and Jea, there are a series of explanations and reasons why women do not want to sell the picture.

"Hmm. I had a new idea," he said. He knows it will also be popular on Foundation Week. And maybe, these women will no longer be possessive — she is not involved, okay?! - in her new plan.

But he suddenly thought. Why do they suddenly want to sell the pictures? Is it for private viewing only?

Uh-oh.

"Don't these people have their own house?" poor Cee said as he stood outside the guest room where Rake was staying here at Spike and Jea's house.

But he also thought that like Rake — and the Spiral Gang — they would also hang out and spend the night here with the Chavez. Especially now that they have almost nothing to do with Brookeshire and are just adjusting the requirements and clearance.

He knocked on the door. "Rake?"

Without hearing a response he turned the doorknob. Exactly, not locked! He slowly opened it. "Rake?" Still not hearing a response he finally opened the door and entered the room.

He heard a rush of water from the closed door on the side. Personal bathroom. Yes, the Chavez are so rich. Even guest rooms have their own bathroom.

He was about to leave when the water in the bathroom stopped rustling. Even before he could run out of the room, the door opened and it spat out Rake.

Correction. Rake with only a small towel wrapped around his lower body.

Lord, I have sinned. Hala!

Jusmeh! His eyes were tired of his body again!

If she wasn't just a Filipina girl, she might have said, "Rake, touch your abs for at least ten minutes!"

Eh, she is a Filipina girl. Innocent and naive in such things so he will just stare at its abs.

"Wipe that saliva in your mouth, peasant," Rake's voice aroused as he stared at it. "What are you doing here?"

"A-ah, I wish I could talk to you," he said. He could not even look up and still stare at its chest. Because it was wide and seemed to attract him to lean on it.

It slowly approached him. "About what?"

With each step it approached him he also pushed away from it. Until he leaned against the wall. Even before escaping, he laid his hands on both sides of his head. He is tired.

"S-sa F-foundation Week." Why is he stuttering ?! It's just Rake. Rake with only a towel on and his chest muscles screaming.

"Stop talking to my nipples, peasant. That won't answer you."

Her cheeks were red and she looked up at the man. "I'm not talking to your ... y-your-ewan ko sa 'yo!"

"Nipples. It's just like that, you haven't mentioned yet," he said and he was still miserably sorry.

"Shut up!"

He squirmed when he suddenly brought his face close to hers.

"Heh." A smirk was plastered on his face as if he was mocking her. "What do you need? I still need to get dressed."

When he mentioned the word "magbihis," her gaze moved downwards once again.

He grabbed her by the chin and forced her eyes to meet.

"Hey, eyes up here. You're getting bigger, ha."

Oh, God! What a shame! Why is he staring at her body? Ah, this is art and he loves art.

When did you fall in love with art? asked a part of his brain - that part is pretty angel.

Just now, actually, the answer was a bit lame part of his brain.

Wow he is. There is a brain, different side!

"Are you falling for me, peasant?"

He realized suddenly. "Your illusion, porky! I'm here to tell you I need you."

It was then she realized the meaning of what she had said when something evil crossed Rake's eyes and an evil smirk was already plastered on his lips.

"I mean, our club needs you for Foundation Week. You need to come at exactly ten o'clock in the morning everyday. It is forbidden to refuse because otherwise ..." He released the photos he took in the pool. "I will sell it to your fangirls as well as your friends' pictures." He grinned for added effect.

He knew one of the things it hated was the women chasing it. Granted that he has an infamous reputation in their university. But he still has a set of fangirls because of his looks and wealth.

Its forehead furrowed. Then he nodded. "What am I going to do d'on? Are you going to dance?"

"We'll take questions from Brookeshire students and you will answer all the questions that are for you. It's simple, isn't it? So don't refuse, porky!"

He was thinking of different ways to get Rake to agree when he suddenly answered.

"Okay," he simply said.

Her eyes widened. "Okay?"

"Yeah. I'll go."

Doubtless he looked at the man. "No stir?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, peasant. 'Don't be naughty, it makes you even uglier. Oh, it rhymes."

"I'm not ugly! Above average I'm beautiful!"

"Okay."

He still wanted to doubt its quick consent. Rake just smiled at him, that smile as if he was an innocent child. Even now he is nervous because this is Rake and no one is innocent of this man!

"If you are planning something, do not go ahead," he said.

"I'm not planning anything."

"Hmp."

He turned his back on the man. In a hurry he touched it. Her eyes widened as her towel was untied. He will admit that before he can close his eyes he sees something he should not see.

"Oh my God! My eyes are no longer virgin! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

He heard Rake laugh. He did not dare to open his eyes for fear of seeing that thing. Again.

He just felt Rake gently push him. Next was the sound of the door closing.

Only then did he widen. He knew his face was red. Sweat was also forming on his forehead and hands.

"I don't think I can look directly at Rake. Or at any man," he said weakly.

He was startled when the door he had just come out of suddenly opened. Rake peeked from there. She immediately averted her eyes from the man because of embarrassment.

"Peasant," it called to him.

"B-why?"

"Do you know what you saw?"

"I did not see anything-"

"It's what you call pe—"

"I don't hear anything! Lalalalala ..." Like a child he covered both ears and ran to the room where he was staying here with the Chavez.

"You're so red, Cee, ah," Snow commented to him.

"I saw something ..." he said to himself.

"Something?"

"Something ... big. Oh my God!"

When his friend did not understand him, he ignored her. He, on the other hand, still wants to beat himself up.

Why is he so affected again? It just seems like that.

Waaaaaaa!