Second Choice [jk labajo and d. espanto fanfic]

1 - Firstly

Vanessa's Point Of View.

"Vaness!" I felt someone pull my wrist.

At first, I thought whatever happened. I thought there was a fire for something. But no, it was just my dear friend, Angela.

"Angelaa!" I squealed as I gave her a bear-hug. "Whoa! Haha para namang hindi tayo nagkita kahapon ah?!" she reacted. I chuckled at myself as i heard her reaction.

"So, have you brought it?" she asked as I put my bag on my chair. "Yeah." I answered. She was referring to the disc of her favorite songs. Dont blame her, though. It was a dare. So, thats the very reason why we met yesterday.

Without any permission, she snatched my bag and zipped it out open. "Huy! Hindi ka pa-"

"For all those years we have been together, you still dont trust me. Why, Vaness?" she cut me off. I sighed as I sat in defeat.

That's what I like about Angela. Even sometimes she beats me in argues, she still stays cool and fabulous (A/N: u know who you are. Dont hide. xD) I haven't told who I am yet. Yet, Im already talking as if you already know me.

How silly of me.

I am Patricia Vanessa A. Rodriguez. 13 and whatever months old. Studies at San Rafael University. And it's not the freaking first day of school

"Asan?" she asked. Wait, I know I put that disc on my bag! "Andyan. Bakit? Wala ba? I know I put it there." I nervously stated as I pat my pockets. "Tayo ka." I did and she patted my pockets too.

"Wala sa bulsa ko." I irritatingly said as I drop myself to the chair. "Wait! I saw you holding something when I pulled you. Ano yun?" she asked. I looked up to ceiling and tried to remember.

Tsk. Siguro nahulog.

"Ill check. Baka nahulog." I said as I exit the room. I hope it's here somewhere. I chose over it by my sleep! I was quietly walking around the hallway to find it as I mutter some curses about finding it.

Until--

"OH!!!!"
"ARAAAYYY..."

"Miss naman! May tahi ako sa ulo!" "Sorry naman daw po!" I sassed back to the person I bumped my head towards to.

He had that American-ish look. Yieee, gwapits. Im guessing he's around my age too.

"Ano ba kasi ginagawa mo dito?" he asked. "Same question. Ano ginagawa mo rito?" I sassed. Thats how I treat impolite men eh. I sass and sass and sass until they walk away.

"Papunta kaya ako sa classroom!" "Edi wow!" I put my hands on my sides. "Ugh. Don't you know me?!" he groaned. Wow, this guy's too strict. Hindi niya nga ko kilala ganyan pa siya.

"See! We dont even know each other yet you're acting like that to me. Bakit, sino ka ba?!" I groaned back. His smirk changed into a killer smile afterwards and his knitted eyebrows became one-brow-raise. His groan became a chuckle.

Seriously, you have mixed emotions. You're weird.

"Fine, fine, fine. Let's be calm. My name is Juan Karlos Labajo. You can call me JK or Karlos or whatever. Class President ng 5E-A." he lend his left hand, ready to shake. I laid my lower lip on my front lip as I nod twice. "Hi, whatever. Name's Patricia Vanessa A. Rodriguez. Class VP of 5E-B." I shook it.

So, this dude, I call him: 'whatever'. Isa siya sa choices eh.

"Pfft, masmatalino pa'ko sayo. One section lower ka pa." he patted my head. Ka-mayabang naman neto. "So, what." I sassed, sabay smirk sakanya. "Whatever." he rolled his eye so on me and continued walking.