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Memories {Part 1}

Sorry for the wrong typos and for the grammatical errors. Just read "The Lost Hero" by Rick Riordan. You guys must try it, too. P345.00 siya. Hi-hi~

Bella Jasmine's P.O.V.

Ang init ng panahon. As in sobrang init. Hindi pa naman ako nakapag-dala ng payong. April 2 ngayon. April Fools. I did a prank on one of our maids. My mom scolded me for that. I got mad then ran away. And I was stupid - hindi ako nag-dala ng payong. Ugh. Nag-madali din naman ako, eh!

Nandito ako ngayon sa isang playground sa village namin. Umupo ako sa isang swing pero may narinig akong umiiyak. Lalaki. Yung boses niya, nahalata 'ko na pan-lalaki siya. Pinigilan 'ko ang tawa 'ko. Lalaki? Iiyak?

Maybe he's a gay. Pft.

Pero parang gusto 'kong lapitan yung lalaki. Ewan 'ko lang, gusto 'ko lang talaga siya lapitan. Kaya ayun, hinanap 'ko siya at napunta ako sa likodan ng swing. Nakita 'ko yung isa sa mga heartthrob namin, si Nathan Ross. The basketball varsity.

He saw me, then he brushed off the tear rolling down his cheeks. "Nahiya ka pa, narinig 'ko na kaya yung mga hikbi mo," sabi 'ko. Tiningnan niya lang ako ng masama and he bowed, "you don't know anything."

Umupo naman ako sa tabi niya. "Yeah. But why cry? Wait, oo nga pala, ikaw ang lowest sa Periodical Test na'tin, hindi ba? Sa Algebra?" He glared at me then shook his head. Huh? Oh wait, Bella, as if naman iiyakan niya 'yon. Wala naman din ata siyang pakialam sa grades niya.

"Gusto mo i-share mo sa'kin yung problem mo?"

"You might spread it. Ayoko nga." I scoffed. Ako? Kailan pa ba ako hindi makakapagtiwalaan? Duh. Everybody trusts me. Tapos siya lang ang hindi? Nakaka-offend din kahit papa'no yung sinabi niya.

"Hindi. Pinky swear." I handed him my pinky. He rolled his eyes on me - parang bakla. Tss.

"Nakaka-bakla," he complained. Binatukan 'ko siya, "alright. I swear on the River Styx. You know that's an oath, right? So please, just share your f*ckin' problem."

"Nag-mura ka pa, ha."

"I'm dead serious." He sighed then ran his hands through his hair. He covered his face then started talking, good thing I can still understand the words he said, "Binasted ako. Ouch. Ha-ha." Then tears started falling.

I felt sympathy - it was the first time. First time I felt sympathy for a boy. Woah. I think it's a miracle. Everybody would think it's a miracle.

"Maybe she has reasons. And hey, you're only 14. We're only fourteen. You still got a chance," I comforted him. He furiously wiped his tears then invited me for lunch. Since I was still mad at my mom, I accepted it.

"Bella-Bella-Jasmine?-Wake'y, wake'y!-Juice colored, paano natin siya magigising?!"