KAIDEN POV
My mouth tightened as I looked at the woman I had been waiting for. I purposely hung out in the locker area to keep an eye on her. She owes me a huge arrears. I will not miss what she has done to me.
We suspect Debb’s friends. After several times of following and surveying my ex girlfriend's three friends, we found out which of them was the culprit.

I approached her adjacent locker behind its bulging locker door. She's currently rummaging inside her locker so she  didn’t notice me.
When she closed her locker it was only then that she became aware of my presence.
Whether she was surprised  is not obvious.
"How are you Ashly?" I asked she looked completely guilt-free, fearless and cool. She was even chewing a gum.
"Am I the one you greet or Debb?"
When Debb and I became lovers, I never once spoke to Ashly and her two other friends and I did not spent much time to know Debb's friends. Besides, Ashly looked a bit weird and I don't like her fashion styles

"You're the one I greet. Are you happy?"
"Yes I am. Thank for asking." She said and locked her locker's door 
"Bitch."
She was stunned to step away from what I said "What did you say?"

"Bitch. That’s the call to women who are brave enough to do bad things to other people and don’t even care to tarnish the image."
Instead of being shaky or guilty of what I said, she smiled sarcastically at me "Really? What do you call men who are brave enough to do bad things to women and don't care even if they ruin their lives? Was it a asshole, a jerk or an beast?" Ashly raised an eyebrow
I gnashed his teeth. I grabbed both of her shoulders and tucked her into the locker. I don't care if I'm accused of beating a woman. I glared at her. Im really mad! Because of her May busted me because the fake news about me has already reached to her.
"Let me go!"
"After all the prejudice you've given me, do you think I'll just let you go?"
"That's what you get for ruinning Debb's life. That's what you deserved you beast! Let me go!
"Bro, let go of that woman." Gentle language of the mass man behind me
"Oo nga Kaiden."
"This woman is the one who did the bad gossip about me!" I shouted "She sent flowers and love letters to five women, including Hunz's girlfriend, to show that I was a cheater and that I was courting the girlfriend of the one with the boyfriend. She also posted a note in my locker telling that I have small dick which is not true."
Ashly just stared at me. It was just annoying as if she didn’t even shake that I revealed the truth in front of many University students.
"Why would Ashly do that?" The man who stopped me earlier asked
"Because she's a freak! She wants revenge on me for my ex, her friend. She didn't even seem to know what was the real reason for our lover's separation but she was able to destroy the character of someone who had no arrears with him. I don't think I could just tolorate what she did to me. This woman is ruthless."
"So, what you did to my friend was'nt ruthless? Debb is very depressed until this very moment. Her education was ruined because of you. You ruined her!"
"What was happening here?" Question of the arriving prefessor. No one wanted to talk, so one of those student told what happened. The professor sent us to the deciplines officer.
Then the plan formed in my mind. I will indulge here the stress I suffered from what she did to me.
ASHLY POV
My forehead furrowed at the strange look thrown at me as I walked down the corridor. My head is still hot because I already have a record in the disciplines office. The other day, Kaiden found out that I was the one who did the damage of him. I confessed to the discipline officer what I had done that but defended myself and said I had reason to do that. The officer just warned me.
I couldn’t resist and I cornered a thin man I met ahead
"What are you looking at?" I ask
Its eyes glazed over "Nothing." he said and walked away
I was about to chase that man when I heard my name called
"Ash!" Aemie sighed as she approached me. She pulled me by the arm and we walked away "Do you already know the rumors that are spreading about you?"
"Rumors? About me?"
"Yes."
"What rumors?"
"The rumors says..You seems to be a drug addict."
"What?!"
MY FATHER'S eyes seemed to glow in anger as he looked at me. I met his gaze but I also couldn’t bear the anger in his eyes so I averted my gaze. However, I did not show concern for what was set to happen again
"I'm not a drug addict Dad, If that's what you want us to talk about."
It have been to the disciplines office about the gossip about me. In fact the discipline officer called me and my father to explain about it. I agreed to undergo a drug test to prove that the news was not true. I said that when I was proven to be using drugs I would voluntarily leave the Univeristy.
"If that is not true, where does that news come from?" Its an authoritative question.
"With a group of women I quarreled with. They wanted to ruin my image in school."
"If there is no basis why would they think of spreading such kind of news?"
I looked at Dad with resentment in my eyes "Do you believe in those women more than your daughter?"
"I don’t know if you’re telling the truth or what. I also don’t know what you do every time you leave home at night and play where at which bar. Your bandmates don't seem to be trustworthy. Maybe they taught you to use drugs." My father said and still angry
"So you believe I used drugs?"
"Posible."
I wanted to cry out of resentment but I just restrained myself "Why can't you just trust me?!"
"Ever since you disobeyed me about that with your ban, I've lost trust in you!"
"So we're going back to the issue about my singing? Why am I not allowed to do what I want?"
"You know I have big dreams for you. I want you to inherit our company. That won't happen if you do the song and you don't focus on your studies."
I did everything so that I would not fail a subject even though my attention was divided between studying and banding "I can do both!"
"I want your whole attention to be just on studying. From now on, you can't leave at night! You have nothing else to do but learn and study. Ill transfer you to another University too in Cebu. I can't dislike your bad name at the University you're attending but you don't seem to care. Maybe the news about you will reach my acquaintances and business partners so I will just transfer you to another university."
"No! I won’t stop singing and I won’t transfer to another university and the hell?! In Cebu!?" That's too far! And I don't want to leave my friends
"I educate and feed you so follow me! You understand?!" That's when all my resentment towards Dad let go. We exchanged words intensely.
"I hate you!" I quickly climbed up and entered my room and locked the door. I just sat on the floor and let out the tears I had been trying to shed Until I fell asleep on the floor.
DAD continued to transfer me to another University in Cebu. I also stopped singing but I promised myself after I finished college I would go back to what I wanted to do, Singing.
My new University was bigger than my old University on Manila.
I continue my 3rd year college here on Cebu.
I made some friends but I still miss Aemie and Gab even though every night we did some video calls.
And there was a famous band on my new University called 'Q&T'
That band is famous inside and outside the campus. When I first heard their songs, I have love it! And their Lead Guitarist Quint got my attention. He's kinda cute at the same time hot
"Hmmm. I wish I could do the things I really like just like them"
SEVEN YEARS LATER
My fingers begun to move and hit on my guitar strings. I swayed my head while singing one of those popular 90's rock songs. My band is also very good and wild at playing. The audience obviously enjoyed my song number. Some were standing and dancing and others were still singing along with me.
I really feel like playing and singing because the song I'm singing now is one of my favorite rock songs.
Until now I still can't get along with my father who did nothing but stop me from singing. I wanted to write a song, play, sing and have my own album but even then my father was against it. When he told me to stop my singing it only led to my rebellion. He no longer pays me enough attention he even opposes me with the only thing that makes me happy!
After the song I followed up with one of the songs I had written. And my cue, was my band playing again.
When I finished my song numbers, I went down to the stage and waved at Maeve.
Maeve is my besfriend since highschool. We went to different colleges because she attended medical school. However, our friendship was not severed