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May 15 2000

Night

Hayden's POV

The other kids including Isaac are playing the console. I caught myself staring at Scarlett. There is something about this girl. She made me feel weird things. When shook her hand I felt an electric shock feeling which made me goosebumps. I decided to leave the room. I heard the adults talking more about the ball and businesses. I went to the music room. Music is our family bonding so my Papa decided to put a music room in the house. The instruments look new. I quickly went to the drums because it is my favourite and decided to play with them for a while. The room is soundproof so I don't have to worry about the sounds. After the drums, I went to the keyboard. I don't play the keyboard so I just tried some random keys. I looked around, I'm impressed the instruments are all in good condition. I went to the guitar was and started humming "Panalangin" by Apo Hiking Society. I remember there is a mango tree in the garden. I quickly got some sweaters in my room without being noticed by anyone. I was confused because Scarlett was not with them. I quickly got to the music room and got the guitar, I also got a mosquito coil and some lighter. I might have stolen sticks of cigarettes from Papa.

I sneak out to the garden. Even though it's risky still managed to do it. I could be a spy or an assassin. Anyways, I got into the tree and sat under it. I quickly light the mosquito coil because these little shits keep biting me. Once I got comfortable, I strummed the strings of the drums. I felt a chill because of the cold wind. I continued to play the guitar and light a stick of cigarette. My Papa and I are the same people even in cigarettes. A few moments I heard dry leaves cracking. I wonder what is it but I'm not dumb. I'm not the person who check out what's happening when they hear a noise and ended up dying in the horror movies so no I'm not going to look.

Scarlett's POV
I noticed that Hayden isn't in the room so checked outside. I saw a door across the room open so I went there. I saw her playing the guitar. She is impressive. She is an extraordinary person. Her lips are so kissable- Scarlett stops it. What was I thinking? I don't even like girls. I continue to watch her playing the guitar and suddenly she sang a song. I can't understand it because it's Filipino I think. She sang very well. Even though I don't understand it, I felt every single word of the song. After the song ended. She quickly got up. I got nervous and quickly hides in the nearest room. I peek out and I saw her got out of her room with a sweater and got the guitar in the music room. I got to her room and I saw my siblings still playing while Isaac sleeping peacefully. I went to her closet and stole one of her sweaters. I think she would not mind if I borrow one. I saw the grey sweater with a Manila said on it. I quickly wore it and it smells adequate. I wonder if she smells good too- Scarlett you're straight so stop it. I looked at the window wondering where she goes. I saw her under the tree. I instantly rushed so I wouldn't notice by the adults.

I hid by docking so she would not notice me. Fuck. I stepped on the dry leaves. Shit. She heard it. I started to hide quickly but I tripped because of these damn sneakers. Making squeal when I tripped.

"WHO TF IS IT!? SHOW YOURSELF RIGHT NOW OR ILL BREAK YOUR FACE USING THIS GUITAR!" She shouted I could feel her nervousness in her voice.

"A LITTLE HELP HERE!" I shouted so she could hear me.

I heard her stomps getting louder and louder.

"OMG! Are you okay?!?" She asked worriedly

"yeah no shit Sherlock! I'm fine, I'm totally fine" I said sarcastically.

She rushed towards me and carried me bridal style. Damn, she does smell good. Stop it. YOU'RE STRAIGHT AS A RULER. She put me down under the tree.

"I'll go get the first aid kit, stay right here don't move and is that my sweater?" I looked away shyly.

"It's okay princess, you can have it, it looks better on you anyway," she said with a wink.

That voice is attractive. I felt my cheeks burning and try to hide them. She noticed it and I can feel the smirk on her face.

"I'll be back just a second princess," she said with a smile and walk inside. SHE CALLED ME PRINCESS TWICE?!? I smiled like an idiot. Maybe I'm not straight but maybe. She came back with the first aid kit and is that beer?!? I tried to stand up to help her with the stuff.

"NO! do not stand up stay right there I can do this" I laughed at her struggle.

"Are you sure? You don't need help?" I said loudly.

"No don't stand up I can handle this" She finally reached me and place the things on the ground.

"Let's see if there is any wound... there is one but it's nothing malayo sa bituka" I didn't understand the last part.

While she checks if there is there some sprain, I caught myself staring, she's so perfect. How can a person be so perfect? She is good looking, rich and she has a good heart. She cleaning the little wound now.

"This might hurt a little you can squeeze my arm if it hurts" I nodded and she dabbed the wound with cotton and some alcohol in it. I hissed because of the pain and she dabbed it too hard and I squeezed her arm too hard causing her to scream.

"Fuck I'm sorry I didn't mean to" I apologised.

"It's okay don't worry and you're already finished" I smiled as a thank you.

"Want some beer? Cigarette?" She inquired.

"Sure ill take the beer" She gave me a bottle.

"May I ask you something?" I got nervous. I don't even know why.

"O-okay shoot" Why the fuck did I stuttered!?

"What are you doing here exactly?" She asked curiously.

"I- um I was- umm I don't know following you" I rapidly said the last part.

"what? did you say?"

"Nothing just wondering around" I excused myself

"you're lying... I know you're just following me..." 

I was shocked.

"What? Why would I follow you-"  She raised an eyebrow

"okay okay I was following you..."

"Why?"

"N-nothing...okay I want to get to know you...Is that okay?" I questioned shyly.

"Of course it's cool...Let's play never have I ever" I agreed with her. The game started...

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