REINCARNATED SERIES 1: Mafia, lesbian And the Tiktoker

chapter 1: In the Mortal World

( Her Point of View )

" Hey! wake up! You're having a nightmare!"

Huh? What's that noise? Why is it so loud?

Smack!

Ouch! I jolted awake, feeling a burning sensation on my left cheek.

"My handsome face..." I muttered angrily, rubbing my cheek and glaring at the culprit.

"Oh, it's Dad! Hehehe."

"Why did you slap me, Dad?" I asked, pouting.

"Oh, you're complaining? I slapped you because you were screaming and having nightmares! Was I wrong?" he retorted.

I hugged Dad, laughing. "Sorry, Dad, but your handsomeness might have taken a hit."

He started to respond, but I cut him off. " Just a baldie Hahaa," I teased before dashing out of the house to the bathroom.

I took a deep breath and looked at the broken mirror. I was disturbing it too early in the morning. But that's how handsome I am haha wait

"What did I dream about? It felt so real? But are those magical things real! Weird! Why did I dream about that???"

I asked myself why it's wrong to talk to myself?! Because why did I dream about all that?

"That's just a dream,"

I said, shrugged, and washed my face.

Good morning Philippines hahaa Can't wait to kiss my babes. I went out of our broken bathroom.

Dad's voice echoed behind me. "ZERA!! WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG? LET'S EAT! GO BUY SOME SARDINES FROM MRS. MILA'S SHOP!!"

"Yes, Dad!" I shouted back, running to Aling Mila's store. Along the way, I bumped into some neighbors.

"Good morning, Zera."

"Still sleepy, huh?"

"Where are you headed, Zera?"

"How's the Bulls gang's challenge?"

" You look a mess! Hahaa "

" Hi Zera , You still have a dirt in your face hahaa "

"Annoying guys! I'll kick you!" I shouted back playfully, making them scatter.

I continued running, greeted by everyone I passed. Then I saw an old lady struggling with her load.

"Oh, Mrs. Sora, where's your son? Why are you carrying that?" I asked, approaching her.

"Oh, dear, he's playing basketball! These are so heavy," she complained.

Annoyed, I went to the basketball court and saw the boys playing. I picked up a stone and aimed at Sordino's head.

"Ow! Who did that?!"

"Hey, Sordino, why aren't you helping your mom?" I demanded, walking up to him.

"It wasn't me, Zera! Why did you throw that?" he stammered, stepping back.

I glared at his buddies, who quickly backed off. Grabbing Sordino by the ear, I scolded him. "You're playing while your mom struggles? Go help her!"

"Yes, yes," he whimpered and ran off.

Oh no! The sardines! Dad's going to grill me if I'm late!

I sprinted to Mrs. Mila's store, banging on the door.
" MRS. MILA! LEND ME SOME SARDINES!"

I shouted and knocked on her store, it took a while.

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