We'd like to welcome...
our new transferees…
Hey!
That girl Issa slut.
Whatever gossip you picked up, or fake news you gathered,
that's all it is. Fake.
While everyone's moving up to high school,
you two are breaking up.
Yeah.
Mavic.
Max. Maximus Lopez.
Looking to get your ass beat up, huh?
Okay.
There!
You think you can take us on?
Issa, you're assigned to the library.
Hunter, you're on sports track.
And Gibo, you'll be assisting Mrs. Salva
with extra-curricular activities.
Awesome.
You teach me.
Oh my God.
Am I seeing things?
Huh?
Karla?
Yes…
Oh, baby.
Yes.
You want more, huh? Want more?
Yeah.
Yes, baby.
Say it, baby! Say it!
Which one?
All of it!
All of it! Just say it. I wanna hear you moan!
Say it!
Yes! I want more!
Give it to me!
Please! Give me all of it!
Yes, baby!
♪ Look into my eyes ♪
♪ Forget everything else ♪
♪ In your life. ♪
♪ Forget about the world ♪
♪ Listen to my voice ♪
♪ Serenading your heart ♪
♪ Let's make the most of this moment ♪
♪ Or it might pass us by ♪
♪ Stay with me ♪
♪ Let's paint the night ♪
- Oh, yes! - Yes! Fuck me, Wes!
Yes!
Wes?
The transferee? What the fuck?
No! I said yes, baby!
I heard his name. I'm sure of it.
I heard...
Wait a minute.
No, wait, baby!
Fuck.
What the fuck, Ashley.
You're cheating on me right in the middle of...
Ah, fuck. You even liked the post.
Care to leave a comment, too?
Don't play fucking games with me.
Is it cheating if it's your dick inside me?
Well, he's the one inside your head!
So, what?
You're turned on by him?
You're disgusting! You pigs!
You know what…
do what you want.
No, Kendrick!
We're over. We're done.
Wait, Kendrick! Are you still driving me to school?
Morning, son!
- Son, good morning. - Ma. Pa.
Morning.
Morning, Wes.
So…
What's going on?
We're up to speed, son.
That's okay.
We saw the screenshots in the group chat.
You have a group chat?
Yeah.
Whatever I told you, that you seem to have told the whole village,
that's all there is.
On my way out of school, I saw her.
So she lied?
That bit... Mm, no.
- Auntie, uncle, sorry. - It's okay, it's okay.
That bitch!
Then what? What happened?
Karla, what about New York?
What about your scholarship?
Nevermind! It didn't work out so I'm here.
Why here at Harmon?
My dad's a board member here, remember?
No other reason, Gibo.
I see.
We split up because you're not into long-distance relationships, right?
And you said you wanted to focus on your studies?
If you're here now, then…
Does that mean...
I don't know what to tell you, Gibo.
I'm sorry, but there's just so many things happening right now.
I need to think.
You're right, it's messed up!
You're giving me a headache, up here and down there.
So what if it's destiny?
A wise person once said, that bitch.
That's me and I will say it again.
She's stringing you along.
And why do you keep going along with her plans anyway?
Can't it be both?
Bro, if there's even the slightest chance that you're getting back together,
you should discuss it or else…
that's a rebound.
Rebound?
How can I be both the ex and the rebound?
You're a rebound because you're dumb enough to crawl back to her
after she left you hanging.
Are we back to the courting stage? I don't know, man.
I'm not clear on our status.
The status is you're the only one lost.
As far as Karla's concerned, you two have broken up.
Pe-ri-od.
Can you let me have a bite?
There's more. Eat up.
Sir.
At ease.
At ease!
What?
Are you deaf or...
Are you a moron?
What?
No, sir.
Ugh, God.
Dad… I mean, sir…
What's this?
Why are you so lousy?
Pull yourself together!
My God!
It's too damn early!
Good morning, dad.
Good morning, son.
Just one 'good' thing.
I heard someone stayed out late last night.
Yeah.
I heard the two of them stayed late last night.
Huh. Round two?
Sluts never seem to run out of energy.
Hi, Issa. Are you busy later?
You want to go to the gym?
Let's sweat it out.
Wanna ask if I'm busy?
We were just messing around.
Beat it, guys.
Issa, sit here.
Thank you.
Good morning, class.
Class, please welcome your new classmate, Karina Angela Sanchez.
Who is she?
That's Karla.
An 'it girl' at her old school.
Her dad's a judge, her mom's an heiress.
Fashionista, has been featured in some magazines.
All of the boys are into her.
But she chose someone not so well-off, but well down there.
Mr. Giborat himself.
Latest scoop says they've split up.
Can someone give her a seat?
It's okay, ma'am. I can handle myself.
Okay.
Proof? Unfollowed on IG, unfollowed in real life?
I unfollowed you but I'm still crazy about you, Karla.
Where's the key, Wes?
Wait. It's here.
- Perfect. - What do you need?
I need to check myself out.
You're already gorgeous.
And rich. Don't worry.
But still…
Wait, tilt it over here.
I wanna see myself, too.
There.
So blunt, down to the hilt.
So pretty.
Who cut your nails?
Secret.
My gosh…
What?
He's gorgeous.
- Who? - He's so yummy!
Who is it?
Him. The one.
I swear to god if you fall in love again, don't come crying to me...
Not bad.
- Is that him? - Shit, man.
Imagine, just before you blow your load,
you hear the name Wes.
Fuck.
The fuck, man.
I'm surprised your dick didn't go limp.
I'm being serious, man.
So am I.
It's really painful.
It hurt me. Imagine if you had to go through it.
It's fucked up.
Somehow I feel emasculated by it.
Kendrick, want to teach that Wes a lesson?
Bro, forget it.
Then everybody will know.
He doesn't know that when my girlfriend thinks about it,
it makes her wanna...
Motherfucker!
Bro!
I make out with that chick for five fucking minutes.
In this group, fuck, we don't have to do that.
But I’m all about performance. I'm 100 percent game all the time.
And I mean all the time, no cap.
But it's never enough, bro. Never enough.
I don't know what else to do.
Thing is, bro,
Loop and I don't have that issue.
That's because nothing ever happens between you, man.
Exactly. But that hurts, too.
Hi, Mavic.
I was gonna ask you a favor.
Sure.
What kind of favor?
Can you be my...
That was too fast.
Sorry, nope. I'm not here.
Ah, no.
That's not what I was gonna ask.
I see.
Can you be my...
…test subject for a project?
It's for my marketing presentation.
- See? - Oh, I see.
Shit.
Shit, shit.
What have I done?
So awkward.
Well...
Max?
Can we rewind?
Can I take back what I said?
Cancel order, if you catch my drift.
I'm worried you'll cancel me.
I just got excited
because you're nearly perfect.
The Lord might even take you back early.
But please, Lord, I hope not.
Let me have a taste first and...
I still gotta love you.
Whoa. Slow down.
Slow down.
Hey! That's me.
Slow…
What about you, Hunter?
With Gia...
How do you satisfy her?
Hi, handsome.
What are you looking for?
Hey, why are you hanging around Sheila?
Don't you know she's mine?
Or are you looking for a fight?
- Ry. - What?
Stop. Don't do this... hey.
Did you hear what I said?
Don't make a scene here.
Come on. Stop.
I can hear you. So what?
You think you're hotshit?
You think you're better than me?
Ry! Ry!
What's wrong with you?
Wait!
Ry!
Where's that dipshit? I'm gonna kill him!
Fuck!
That was close.
Yep.
He might come back.
Come on.
That was fun.
What's your deal?
Did you just come here looking for trouble?
No.
It just feels nice to be free sometimes.
But hang on...
How did you know to get me out of there?
You looked like you needed some help.
Did I look like an easy target?
For Sheila? Sure.
But maybe because...
I know what being trapped looks like.
And in those times,
if somebody would take my hand,
anyone would feel glad to be rescued, right?
It's not just sex.
You should nurture a connection with each other.
Hunter, what the hell?
You're making me wait.
A connection between her bag and your arm, you mean?
Let's go.
Dumbass.
Thanks for the advice, bro.
Is that it?
Oh, Besh.
Who's thirsty?
Is it him?
Or me?
What if…
that was me?
I wish I was that bottle.
Ashley.
Right?
Yeah?
Like what you see?
Oops… sorry.
It just came out.
I couldn't hold it in much longer.
Yes… I like.
It's okay. Walk with me?
Actually, I'm looking for something sweet.
So, let's grab some snacks and then you can tell me what else you like.
Okay.
Let's go?
Go on, spill. Before Cheesy bites your hand off.
It's nothing.
Karla just got me wondering.
All my life...
All your life?
Like you're so old.
Smartass.
Fine.
For most of my teenage years…
Makes more sense.
For most of my teenage years…
my days revolved around her.
When we broke up, I told myself I wouldn't be able to bear it.
But now, I'm finally moving on and she shows up.
Like why won't this love story end, you know?
It's like it doesn't want to end, whatever this is.
Are all girls like that?
Indecisive?
Confusing?
No.
That's what I hate the most.
People who act half-baked, just dropping hints,
they don't tell you straight up what they want, then expect shit from you.
All they do is drop hints.
Why not just buy a giant puzzle and play with yourself?
Besides, who wants to pin their hopes on something uncertain?
Mm, ice cream. Chocolate.
Is that your stash?
No, it's my friend's.
She keeps her stash in the lab.
Don't want it?
There are other flavors.
I like this more.
Let me have a taste, Wes.
Now?
Why not?
Experiment on me.
Try anything with me.
You sure?
What are you sure about?
That I want to finish my studies.
That I'll strive to have a good life and be a journalist.
And that I won't be affected by fake news and those fake accounts.
What else?
Huh? Are we meeting a quota?
No, but let's add more to the list.
Let's be friends.
Official.
Aren't you going too fast?
Are you ready for that commitment?
We just ate lunch yesterday.
Then we were called to the principal's office.
I think trouble finds us when we're together.
I guess you're right.
But maybe…
I just want something to hold on to right now.
So you're just using me?
Then use me, too.
What happened? Something wrong?
Ah! Ouch!
Shit! It hurts! My tummy hurts.
I thought it was something serious.
Go to the toilet!
Sorry, what were you saying?
I said, use me too.
Go ahead.
Turn me into a subject.
Practice on me for interviews.
No holds barred.
No secrets…
…if you can.
Is that a dare?
Depends if you can keep a secret.
Of course!
So… friends?
All right.
Officially friends.
Hey, Issa!
Honesty is the best policy, right?
But with guys…
we're supposed to act demure?
Ugh, I just don't get it.
Usually I can help myself,
but with Maximus…
He has such a strong effect on me.
Hey, Issa. Are you listening?
Oh, sorry. Were you talking to me?
Duh, friend.
Come sit with me.
What's with today? Why do I suddenly have so many friends?
Going back, Issa,
what do you think?
If things are going fast between a boy and a girl,
does that mean it's not real?
Let's be friends.
Official.
Aren't you going too fast?
Are you ready for that commitment?
Depends.
Depends on what?
For example,
what if your feelings are true?
Is length of time or intensity more important?
I think it's the intensity.
Oh, really now?
So I'm not doing anything wrong?
Everything's cool?
Because if we're going with intensity,
girl, nothing can top this!
Wait, Mavic. Be careful.
Just because your intentions are pure,
make sure the guy matches your intensity…
otherwise it might not work out.
Like say, in a storm,
instead of being pulled towards the center
where it's calm
you might be hurled further away.
Oh...
I don't like that.
I'd rather be sucked in. Always.
Thank you, friend!
You're welcome, friend.
See ya!
Okay.
Thank you.
Ah, miss, I'm missing a medium?
I think you're size small.
I always keep a spare size, for allowance.
Okay, I'll order more.
Okay then.
Karla!
Notes from yesterday, so you don't miss anything.
Thanks.
So, that's it?
I worked hard on that.
I even looked for your favorite highlighter.
Gibo, why are you doing this?
Do what?
This.
Sorry, I guess I'm just used to looking after you.
But Karla,
maybe we still have a chance.
Gibo…
Okay, how about this?
Just let me do things for you.
Let's leave it at that.
So, later? I'll walk you home.
Will you stop if I tell you to?
You know what, suit yourself.
Wait, wait.
You're always leaving me hanging.
Karla, I just want you to know that
after you, I haven't done it with...
I'm still a virgin.
I saved myself
because I'm still hoping that someday,
you'll make good with your promise, that in the right time,
we'll do it with each other.
Are you expecting a thank you?
You think you're a blessing to women or something?
I didn't mean it that way.
Gibo, we're in senior high.
You're no longer the Top One people-pleasing crowd favorite.
Get over yourself.
How can I get over...
when in my dreams, you're under me, over me, all around, all the way?
Shit, what's your secret?
Nothing, I just…
know your spots.
For example,
I know your clit.
You know where it is? Dang.
We need to do this again.
Game?
Maybe not?
Why?
Did I do something?
Or didn't do?
No, no, it's just...
I just don't get off the same way where we'll both be satisfied at the same time.
So just now...
you didn't come?
That's not my goal.
My goal was to pleasure you.
And that satisfies me.
Aww…
But we can still change up the styles.
No, I know my spots.
I know myself. If we do the same thing twice in a row,
I'll look for something else, and...
I don't want to make you feel undesirable, or unwanted because...
Ashley, you're a very desirable woman.
Okay?
Aww…
If that isn't the sweetest breakup speech ever.
And the best sex ever.
There might still be a second best.
Just let your partner know what you want. Okay?
No, I get all flustered.
I don't know what to say.
You're exchanging fluids.
And you can't even exchange suggestions?
Okay, I'll do that.
But can we go for one last round?
I just want to be sure what I'm going to suggest.
Okay.
Why not?
Who will speak up if we do not speak up?
Who will act if we do not act?
If not now, then when?
These are the words of?
Vilma Santos?
Close, but no.
These are the words of Ditto Sarmiento.
My point here is, class,
to speak the truth to power,
is a dangerous occupation.
But this is absolutely necessary.
So in your young minds,
don't think, it doesn't matter,
it's all just for page count,
empty words to puff up a paper.
Because these matter.
You matter.
Because you are necessary.
Thank you.
Thank you, sir Lem.
Thank you to all the attendees.
And don’t forget to watch out for our next event.
To those who wish to apply at Harmon Chronicles,
don't hesitate to reach out to us.
Thank you all very much.
Sir! Let's take a selfie!
Sure, for five pesos.
I'm kidding. Come over here.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, thank you.
Careful out there.
Journalism program?
I'm free to dream.
Of course you are.
You may.
And you should.
And you know what?
I should make you a list.
I know some schools that offer scholarship programs.
You'll have allowance and a place to stay.
Same schools that offered me back then.
And while you're at it, why don't you join the school paper?
I'm not confident in my skills, sir.
Hang on.
You're almost always here at the library, aren't you?
Sit-in during events and you can apply what you learn in the Chronicles.
Okay.
Sir, you mentioned that they offered you a grant?
Did you push through?
Change of plans.
My older sister had to go abroad.
So I was left to care for my parents.
Burden of the youngest.
I should make you that list.
Please, sir, nevermind.
Oh, I apologize.
It's not you.
I just prefer not to owe someone.
Don't be silly. This is my job.
Whether it's a favor or a debt of gratitude,
don't let us stop you from pursuing your dreams.
And don't let anything derail you. Am I right?
Whether it be your responsibilities or otherwise.
Because you're important.
Thank you, sir.
Welcome.
I'll go ahead, Felize.
Okay, ma'am. Be safe.
Something wrong, Mr. Nolasco?
Ah, sorry, ma'am.
No, go on.
You can talk to me.
It's about the new student, ma'am. Karla.
We weren't just schoolmates.
We used to date.
She broke up with me,
because she went abroad.
Said she'll attend school there.
But she came back.
And for some reason,
everything's changed between us.
We didn't have issues back then.
So why couldn't we just pick up where we left off?
She seems to be pushing me away.
While here I am, and all I want is...
All I want is to love her.
Okay?
But Karla doesn't want to give me a chance
to be a proper boyfriend to her.
It's so hard.
I just wanna be there for her.
Be her man.
Okay? Is that it?
Being a proper boyfriend…
will appease you?
Yes.
Ah, maybe.
I don't know.
All right.
Try me.
I haven't gone on a date for so long.
But ma'am, you said we can't do it here.
Are we going to 'that place'?
Ma'am, is this really okay?
Yes.
This is what my husband and I used to do.
Dinner, then movie.
I kind of miss it.
The movie?
The routine, or your husband?
What do I miss? Popcorn!
We don't have that here.
Ma'am?
Yes, Nolasco?
This is a proper date, right?
Then can you just call me 'Gibo'?
Only if you drop the honorifics.
Okay, Felize?
Okay, this is it, Gibo…
Do some stretching…
now, offense..
Hand on the ball…
now shoot it in the basket!
Mavic?
Hey, Mavic!
Hi, Max.
It's you.
Yeah. I'm not in a rush, so…
and I had my driver take a break.
So if your ride's not here yet,
I can pass the time with you.
Oh, I don't want to trouble you.
Your parents might be waiting for you.
No, they're never home anyway.
Well, Dad always comes home late from the National Assembly.
National Assembly?
Yeah. He's in Congress.
He's always busy at work so he's rarely home.
I see.
So that means there's nobody at your house. Okay, you can go ahead. Bye!
Hey, wait. Wait!
Are you avoiding me because of what happened earlier?
To be honest,
I am.
I got too excited.
I'm embarrassed.
You might think I'm cheap.
It's true, I used to be.
But ever since we won the LOTTO,
things have been easier money-wise.
We're winning at life.
How I wish even in love.
Universe, if you would…
So that's why.
I want that, too.
Someone to greet,
and be greeted with…
good morning.
Someone to be with,
and even maybe, someone to love.
But I admit... I'm not used to this.
You dive fast, but I'm really impressed.
I really admire and respect your candor.
- Candor? - Yes.
I think you're the one going too fast.
- You got a dirty mind, too. - Hey!
I meant your honesty.
But actually, the truth is,
I was surprised.
I wanted to be the first to say...
that I like you.
I like you, too.
Ah, wait, wait.
Let me process this.
Does this mean...
We're have a mutual understand (MU) now?
Yeah.
Oh my gosh.
- For real? - Yeah.
Woo! Woo!
Why, I got the one! The one!
The one! The one!
Woo!
I'm on top of the world!
I'm so happy! I'm so happy!
Sorry.
Don't be, love.
Wait. Sorry.
I thought we were going too fast.
I ain't seen nothing yet.
Why hold back when you're raring to go?
Are you sure? Should we?
Can we have a taste test first?
Taste test?
Sure, go for it.
Okay, we're back in the heat of the battle. Offense, Gibo!
Move from the bottom to the top... lay-up, feel her up.
There we go! It's wide open! Shoot it!
You got an assist! Shoot! Now dribble, keep going!
The enemy's melting in your hand, moaning…yes!
At least my hand got laid. Some life.
I'll walk you home later?
Shit, shit, shit!
Ah, Karla! Sorry!
Have you been waiting long?
Should we go?
Huh? I'm waiting for someone else.
Who? Auntie?
No. Just leave it. Go home, Gibo.
Wait, Karla.
You're doing it again.
What are you afraid of?
Could it be… you're still affected by me?
Because if you are, admit it. Don't be like this.
I admit I still have feelings for you.
Christ…
I didn't want to spell it out for you,
but you're so dense, Gibo.
I'm avoiding you because of all this fuss.
You're always so over the top.
Extra.
It's suffocating.
Sorry.
But I can adjust for you.
I'm pushing you away because I don't like you.
There's someone else I like. Get it now?
Did she say she doesn't like me? Or she doesn't like me anymore?
Hello? I'm your ex?
That really hurts.
Fuck!
You're a fucking idiot, Gibo.
So stupid!
Ouch.
Shit!
That's enough!
But you were active in the student body.
Active?
Body?
Of course! Let's go for three rounds, no problem!
If you're going to change something,
change it now.
What's that?
What if my bladder starts throbbing?
Hey, what's wrong?
What happened to you?
Get dressed, or you'll miss the ride!
Oh, right.
Respect is all I ask.
Same thing you're asking.
You chose that. I didn't ask it of you.
Okay? So don't ask for anything extra.
Wait, wait, love. Not there.
- Sorry. - Move it higher.
- What? - Yeah. Higher.
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