Chapter 2

They said that each kind of chocolate reflects the feelings of the sender to the receiver and the relationship they have in the present. There are 4 main kinds of chocolate; black, dark, white and the most favorable one is the milk chocolate that has the most balanced level of sweetness. But, you know what?

I don't really care.

Roses, teddy bears holding a plush heart and let us not forget the star of this very day; Chocolates! Yes indeed, the day where I must fulfill this mission that has me placed in to a dire peril! Valentines!

This is really a problem, not only that I really haven't thought of many ways on how I will I give these stupid chocolates to those two men, I don't even know what class are they from or where is their room. Well, knowing their room is completely useless anyway, like hell that I have the balls to give these accursed chocolate to those two in public!

I guess I have to use this kind of cliché way of giving away these chocolates in secret.

I'm just thankful to those two that they have the courtesy to tell me their schedule and their locker numbers, gym lockers to be exact, which is very creepy. Like I have a choice, if I'm going to place it inside of their shoe lockers, these masterpieces (of headache) that I made will surely melt and there are still few more hours to go before the school bell rings.

The other person that I am truly thankful is to our teacher, it is just a good thing that he didn't come to school to teach. Apparently, the dude has a date that he's looking forward to with his long time girlfriend for a long time. Guh, for some reason, I'm having a mental image and it sure is unpleasant and it is hurting my brain.

I feel like I'm a ninja, sneaking like this. It is one of my specialties. My schoolmates and teachers back from my elementary days have always said that I'm like one, they didn't even know that I already left or suddenly appeared unless I say something. Thinking about what they told me right now made me realize how mean they are. Those jerk bags.

I looked around to check if there are people nearby and no one at the left side and so at the right side of the hallway too. After checking the hallway, I sprinted inside the men's locker room.

Ugh! This room stinks, literally. I've kind of expected something like this, but I never imagined that it will be this stinky! How is it that they don't smell after taking a bath in a location like this?! I should really focus on finding their damn lockers instead of minding this horrid smell.

"222 and 224. Found it."

After 100 years of searching, I finally found their lockers, damn mist minimizing my sight. I don't even know why there's a mist here in the first place anyway. Setting that aside, I looked behind me and focused my hearing to know if some half-naked dude in his towel decided to waltz out of the showers. Yeah, there's someone here, I am just glad he is taking his time washing down the sweat off his body. Dude probably noticed the smell.

Still hearing the water running from the shower, I quickly shove a pack of chocolate inside the locked numbered '222'. This one is Kai's. I know it after all Kai cannot be Kai without his purple bandana. I must say, for a dude like him, he do know how to fold his clothes, I'm kind of proud of the dude... almost. On to the next one, Rick's locker. There's that white headband of his that he always wear wherever he goes, makes me wonder what he looks when his bangs are down. Ahh! This is no time for having mental images of him!

Shaking my head, I quickly stuffed the chocolate in his locker. There's something odd though, like something was missing that should be inside this locker, I can't quite put my finger on it.

"What are you doing with my locker, miss?"

Damn. I know that voice.

Collecting all of my courage, I look behind me. There he is, looking down at me, half-naked and with his glasses on. What the hell? Who in the right mind will be taking a shower wearing their glasses?! I know that I can't prove that if he was wearing it as he take a bath but come on! Could he have at least removed it and just left it inside his locker?! I mean, with all this mist in here, his glasses will be pretty much useless. Who cares if he slipped and fell on the floor? It's not like someone will be able to see it anyway.

The sound of another man broke me from my own internal monologue and made me start to panic inside. I look around for escape but found nothing because of the mist. Stupid mist. Okay this is the end! My dignity is already drained, if they ever found me other than this dude, then it's over! I can now see the headlines of our school newspaper! 'Perverted Girl Found Inside Men's Locker Room!' I don't want that!

I was about to recite multiple mantras and prayer when someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me. I looked at him and he just put a finger on his lip, telling me to stay quiet then disappeared through the mist. The hell was that?

"Hey, were you talking to someone?"

"Huh? No..." Rick answered

I know that voice, it belongs to Kai. He always hung around with Popuri and whenever I witness the scene where he swoons all of his admirers, in or outside the schools. He even talks to me whenever he got the chance but I don't really talk to him. What is there talk? All that comes out to that mouth of his are immeasurable amounts of flattery. Speaking of flattery, the ones he always says to me are getting old.

"I thought I heard you calling someone 'Miss'." he gasped, "Don't tell me a girl entered here! Oh my! You should've told me! I could have welcomed her here and gave her a tour!" he mused.

Just from tone of his voice, I can take that he is a total moron. Instead of worrying that girl's dignity, aka me in this situation, he could have at least helped her to escape this accursed place! Hearing him say those insensitive things make me want to kick his tanned ass and beat him until he's knocked out! My blood is really boiling!

"Ah that, my glasses got fogged and thought that there was someone with a long hair and thought it was a girl. Don't girls have long hair?"

The hell was that?! Strike two! He's making a sexist remark! I could say the same thing to him! Isn't his hair a bit long too!? Even other people mistake him for a girl! When I come out of this unseen by someone except him, I'm going to rip his heart out!

"Is that so? Ah, what a shame!" I heard him opening his own locker. "Wait, There's a wrapped box in my locker."

"Oh?"

Well shit. I completely forgot about the chocolate I've put inside his locker. Now he's going to be suspicious about a person did entered their locker room and completely ignore Rick's sexist kind of an excuse. I'm doomed.

"Maybe the person you saw was the same person who snuck in placed this chocolate and since today is Valentines... There's a high possibility that you really did saw a girl in here."

"What are you stupid?" I heard him opening something. I'm guessing it's his locker. "No girl in her right mind would be entering a men's locker room."

Hahaha. And screw you too. It's not like I have any other choice, jerk.

"Really? Your sister's name is written on it."

"Idiot. My sister is a very popular girl, she could have charmed a dude and asked him to put it there." he let out a sigh, "You know how much she likes you but hides it. Although, her feelings for you was no brainer really."

Whoah. His logic kind of made sense to me, but there is something that really bothers me; if they really like them and want to give those two the chocolates for Valentines (which is today), why bother asking me to do it? And why the hell I didn't question them about it sooner?!

"I could have wished that she gave this to me in person." Kai sighed happily, "That will be swell an-"

I hear something getting, probably Kai, "Don't go there. If you lay a finger on my sister. You're. Dead."

Kai just whined "Yah, yah. Well, I'm done changin'. See yah on the flip side."

After Kai completely went out of the room, he came back, fully clothed. Well thank goodness. I don't know how to handle half-naked men standing in front of my eyes except my dad.

He looked around to check if there any more male inside the room then Rick grabbed my wrist, dragging me out. Is he angry or something? If someone would be angry, it should be me! Not only he made a sexist remark earlier, he even has the guts to grip my wrist so tightly and drag me as if I'm just an empty sack of rice. Can't he tell that it's hurting me and it feels as if my hand will be torn off my arm?! What is he is, a senile or an idiot? I'm thinking both.

I was busy of cursing and complaining about the person who was towing me when I did not realize that he dragged me at the back of our gymnasium building. The hell is with him? Dragging me here out of the blue.

"The hell is wrong with you?" he started, "Getting inside of the men's locker room and risking your dignity just to stuff some chocolates on two people's locker?! What were you thinking?!" Rick yelled with his back still facing me.

He got the balls to be mad at me but doesn't have one to say it while facing me. What a moron. I cocked an eyebrow, "What's got to do with you? I'm just doing my job. And besides," I looked sideways, "It's like there are any other choices to choose from."

"Oh really?" he glared at me through his shoulder, "Or you just didn't thought of any?"

My eye twitched in annoyance. This bastard, and here I thought Gray was the worst of the worst, it would seem like someone wants to take his title. "If I didn't think of any other choices, then you wouldn't have seen me in your locker room now would you," I returned his glare, "dick." I added.

He then faced me, glaring at me behind his glasses, "Why did you-"

"Because they are doing me some favors, so I just returned it to them by doing 'that'." my eyes cast downwards, "And they are my friends."

He didn't answer but instead he tightened the grip on my wrist. I stole a glance at his other hand. I haven't noticed it but, he was holding the box I shoved inside his locker. Now he knows that Karen likes him... Or does he already know that?

"Why should you care?" I asked, throwing him off-guard.

"I should care! What if it I wasn't the one who first saw you?! Can you imagine what thing could happen?!"

If he did not see me first? If it wasn't him, probably they would be taking advantage of me and the rest is too horrible that I couldn't make myself imagine it. But that still doesn't answer why he cares.

"That doesn't really answer my question." I deadpanned.

"I-"

I rolled my eyes, "So why do you care?"

"Because you're... my sister's friend ok?! If she found out that her friend's dignity was destroyed because of her selfish request, Popuri will be heartbroken for you and for herself."

He got a point and would seem like he's like what Popuri and Karen told me, a person who cares for others even if they have no direct connection to him.

Because of the guilt, all I could say to him is 'thank you'. But that doesn't mean that he's right about everything, especially on how to give the chocolates to them. It's not like I can just casually give them the chocolates while they are in their classroom or at the hallway. So, what other choices do I have? If there were other options, he and I would not have met and I would not have went inside their locker room. I'm not that stupid.

He let me walk away and leave silently. I don't really understand that guy.

Another chapter done. Sorry it took so long, I was busy looking for my drafts and here it is!

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