Chapter 6: When that met

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Chapter Six

It's nearly eight in the evening. Naglalakad na kaming dalawa ni Basti papunta sa sakayan. Wala na rin kasing ulan kaya nadesisyon akong sumakay na lang ng cab. His mom asked him to come with me until I reached the terminal. Mukha pa ngang labag sa loob niya.

"Pst, hoy!" He's walking few meters ahead from me. Hindi man lang niya ako hinintay. Napaka-ungentleman niya talaga.

He looked at me and gave me a glare. Huminto siya kaya dali-dali akong sumabay. His both hands were on his pockets. Hindi ba siya marunong gumawa ng topic para pag-usapan namin? It's really awkward.

"Are you expelled from Foster?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow and gave me a bored look.

"Why? Do you got expelled?" He smirked.

"Eh, bakit nga?"

"Shut up. Stop bothering me dumb fruit shake." Nauna na ulit siya maglakad kaya nilakihan ko na rin ang mga hakbang ko. Dumb? He called me dumb?

"Hoy!" I exclaimed. Pumara na siya ng taxi at binuksan ang pinto. Tinulak niya ako sa loob at hindi ko alam kung bakit din siya sumakay.

"Sasamahan mo ako pauwi?" tanong ko.

"Why? Gusto mo bang iwan kita mag-isa? Fine, then I'll go." Hinawakan niya ang handle para lumabas pero hinarangan ko siya.

"Okay, fine. I admit. I can't go home by myself. Friends na tayo, okay?"

"I don't get friends with dumb ones." Umupo na siya ng maayos at napa-massage naman ako sa temple ko. Grabe siya magsalita, a. Akala mo naman sobrang talino niya. Dumb ones? Ako dumb ones?

"Hey, dumb fruit shake. What's your address?" Napatingin siya kay Kuyang driver na kanina pa naghihintay.

"I told you that I didn't know," I whispered. He rolls his eyes and gets my bag. Hinalungkat niya ang gamit ko at nilabas niya ang ID ko sa loob.

"See?" He hissed and read my address at the back of my card. Hindi ko naman alam na nandoon yung address ko. I haven't explore my things since I got to Anastasia.

"I literally have no idea why I'm stuck here with you." Tinarayan niya ulit ako at sinandal niya ang ulo niya sa bintana ng kotse. Tss, sungit.

"You're head," he complained. I opened my eyes and witnessed that we were in front of our house already. I'm so tired. I didn't know that I fell asleep. Nakita ko si Basti na inikot ang balikat niya bago bumaba ng kotse. Gosh, I slept on his shoulders.

Bumukas ang gate kaya niyaya ko na rin siyang pumasok. I saw Mom and Dad at the door waiting for me. They looked at Basti. Mom crossed his arms while Dad faked a cough.

"Where were you Kryzion Lizette Flores?" tanong ni Mommy. Gosh, I taught they weren't at home. Huminga ako ng malalim at lumapit sa kanila. Hinila ko si Basti papunta sa harap.

"Tell my parents what happened," I whispered.

"No, Why would I?" he asked. Argh, what should I expect from this arrogant?

"It was raining and I had no umbrella. Basti took me home then I met his mom and his sister," I explained.

"He took you home?"

"No, Sir. She's the one who asked me to went to my house." Napatingin ako kay Basti at sinamaan ko siya ng tingin? Anong ako?

"Lychie, Is he telling the truth?" Mom asked.

"No! It's his idea. Look, he even gave me his shirt." Tinuro ko ang shirt ko at pinanlakihan siya ng mata. He's lying! Pinapahamak niya ba ako?

"No, Ma'am. He took it from me. I think your daughter really likes me." I saw him smirked and grinned. That, jerk. Pinagtitripan niya ako!

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