LUMAPIT ang babae sa akin with a visible concern on her face.
"Kuya! Fix this mess," she said while dabbing my shirt with her handkerchief, don't know what to do.
"OMG, Treia! What happened?" sambit ni Vionne, nagpa-panic na rin.
"Nabangga siya ng lalaking 'to oh," sabay turo ni Aria sa lalaking nakabangga sa akin kanina. "Hindi mo ba nakita, Vionne?"
"No, kasi naglalakad na ako pabalik eh," Vionne explained.
"Bakit kasi 'di ka tumitingin sa paligid ha?" sabi ni Aria mukhang naghahamon ng away.
"I'm sorry. I didn't saw her," he explained.
"I'm so sorry about my kuya talaga, I have some extra shirt sa kotse ng kuya ko. I'll lend it to you na lang muna," she said. "Ako na muna bahala sa friend niyo, balik ko na lang siya later. I'm so sorry talaga," she said with a sorry face.
"No no no, don't say sorry to us. Hindi naman kami ang nabangga ng kuya mo eh," said Vionne then looked at this girl's kuya.
"I'm okay, guys. You can go ahead," I assured them.
"Oksi, ibalik mo 'yan ha. Kapag may basag ang prinsesa namin na 'yan, sa'yong mukha ang babasagin ko!" Aria joked.
We all laughed. Grabe pala 'tong si Aria, parang basagulera.
"Okay, kami na bahala sa drinks. Go back before the intermissions ha," said Vionne.
I just nod at her then smiled.
"It's settled then. Let's go," sabi ng kapatid ng nakabangga sa'kin.
"Oh, okay," pagkatapos kong sabihin 'yon ay hinawakan niya kamay ko para igiya ako kung saan ang daan.
"Let's hurry na. Baka mabasag pa ang mukha ng kuya ko," she said then we both laughed. "And by the way, I'm Miles."
Ngayon nagkaroon na ako ng pagkakataon na pagmasdan ang mukha niya.
Miles has an angelic face, short light brown hair, a cute pointed nose, and chinita eyes.
"I'm Treia," pakilala ko rin.
"How funny this first meeting is," then Miles laughed.
She has a very soft voice, and mahinhin rin siya gumalaw.
Nang makarating na kami sa parking lot ng school, binuksan niya ang purse niya and may hinanap.
"Lagot, I forgot the key. Wait here, kukunin ko lang ang susi kay kuy-," she couldn't continue speaking when the car in front of us beeped.
"You forgot the key, Miles. You're so forgetful," we both looked to where the voice came from.
Oh, it's her kuya. Coming towards us, hands on his pockets.
"Edi sorry," then she open the back sit door of the car and hinalungkat ang isang bag doon. Nang matapos niyang hanapin ang shirt na ipapahiram niya sa akin ay hinarap na niya kami. "By the way, kuya this is Treia. And Treia, this is Kuya Miller."
"Hi, Treia. It's nice meeting you even though we didn't meet in a nice way," sabay lahad niya sa akin ng kamay niya, tinanggap ko naman 'yon.
I laughed after he said that. "Nice meeting you too."
"Let's go na, Treia. So, you can change na din," said Miles then she grabbed my hands again. "See you later na lang, kuya."
After I changed my shirt, Miles insisted to get my shirt washed kaya hinayaan ko na lang.
"By the way, Miles. What department are you in?" I asked her while fixing my hair in front of the bathroom mirror.
"I'm on CAS Department, I'm taking up Psychology. How about you?" she ask me.

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General FictionTreia is an hopeless romantic girl. The girl who gives great advices to her friends, but couldn't apply it to herself; the girl who's unbothered on the outside but the opposite on the inside; the girl who acts tough but still trembles in fear; the g...