Knowing that Diego was a bit more than a regular college guy made these hijinks seem even more unnecessary. Then I heard a scuffle, more swearing, and everyone's eyes traveled back to the cafeteria doors, watching Quin and another person drag Diego back out, kicking and screaming.
And then the show was over.
Sol shrugged and smiled at me. "See? I like the hothead. He's not a statue. Who was that other guy?"
" I think it was Robbie. Their other friend." Not a god, as far as I knew.
" He's cute," Sol said, craning her neck, hoping for another look. "He'd be the guy who gets a solo every now and then, but not always."
That was the guy I usually liked. Except Quin chose me, so there.
" Anyway," Sol shook off that drama with a shrug and turned to me. "Where was I?"
" Diego."
" Before that."
" I look pretty today."
" Before that."
" Day of Hearts the movie is coming out soon."
" Oh my God! I'm so excited. I hate the casting, but Ivy Mira Alonzo agrees with it, so who am I argue with the author, right?"
I shrugged. "I'm not familiar with the book."
" I'll lend it to you. Or let's watch the movie together. Let's make a Valentine's Day date out of it. And if it sucks then I'll lend you the book so it can redeem itself. But before that, what were we talking about?"
" You have decided to go on a real date this year."
" Ah yes." She tried to get back on that original train of thought, although she didn't have to. (I picked up the gist with the goddess power within five minutes of her talking.) "Not that my mom will let me yet, but she's in Naga. She can take a plane if she wants to stop me."
" I thought she was okay with you dating when you turned eighteen?"
" She was okay with group dating. Which is not a milestone, it's something I do every day."
I laughed. "You don't 'group date' everyday."
" I sit at a table and have a meal with boys all the time," Sol said, pointing to the very end of our cafeteria spot, where three freshmen boys were sharing a plate of fries. "This is not dating."
Despite being the gorgeous person she was, Sol did not date. In freshman year it was because she wasn 't over her ex-boyfriend yet. At the time she thought the only reason they had broken up was because she decided to go to Ford River. Later she found out that he had stayed in their hometown because he was interested in another girl who didn't go away to college. So Soledad Delloro learned that there was no use mourning that relationship and decided to take toddler steps toward the next one.
" Your mom's just freaking out because she knows you'll be dating all these rich fancy Manila boys and she can't do anything about it."
" Come on, don't take my mother's side," she said. "But you're right."
Though I had the power to look into her heart, I chose -- and tried -- not to do it when I talked to Sol. I didn't want her to be one of my projects just yet, and listening to her talk about this was part of the best friend job description anyway.
Chapter 5
I am looking at my feet, and I am thinking, "My feet are nice."
And this is why I know that I am in a dream.
The other clue would be that I am apparently standing really close to a waterfall, and yet I can hear nothing but muted running water. I am maintaining perfect balance on smooth round stones, with clear, cool, and strangely still water up to my ankles. My skirt is pretty; it's got an intricate woven pattern in several shades of red.
Quin is standing next to me, and we 've been talking for a while. Except he doesn't look like Quin, not that I could describe him anyway. And I'm not calling him by that name either. He is telling me something, and I am commenting as if I know what he is talking about.
" …not my problem," Quin is saying. "I specifically didn't want to be part of this."
" I've reached the end of what I can do," are the words that came out. Except the words are not in English, or Filipino, but a lyrical one I don't recognize.
" Father says what?"
" He says I