confused life of a fangirl / tvk book series

3- Insidious and Burnt Bacon

I woke up happily. I jumped out of bed and landed smoothly on my feet.

Okay, I'm lying. Who wakes up like that?

I woke up grumpily. That stupid alarm clock had to disturb my beauty sleep. I had literally fell out of bed and landed on the floor with a giant thud.

I groaned.

"JESHA? What happened?! I heard a thud and-" Mom looked at me. "Oh. You fell again."

"Gee! Thanks for your help, mom!" I sarcastically said while pushing myself up. Suddenly an alarm went on.

"MY COOKING!" Mother screamed, holding her spatula in one hand and the other just going on freak mode. She ran out of the room and to her burned food. I laughed at my forgetful mother.

I was about to grab my phone before it made a little ting noise and vibrated.

Q: good morning! 😁

I smiled at his text.

Me: good morning din 😙

Q: wanna hang out?

Me: sure. what time?

Q: um, 11?

Me: okay. I'll get ready. see you later 😛

Q: okay. bye, gorgeous. 😉

Me: flattering. 😂

"OY MAY BOYFRIEND KA NA?" I heard a voice say over my shoulder. I jumped.

"You scared me!" I said, catching my breath. "And he's not my boyfriend."

"Pfft. You sit on a throne of lies. Who is he, anyways?" She said, sitting on my bed.

"Quentin. I met him yesterday."

"QUENTIN? THE GUY FROM PAPER TOWNS?" She excitedly shouted. I put my hand over her mouth

"Sshhhhh! You're too loud. People are still sleeping," I scolded. "Anyways, no. I met him after you left yesterday."

"Is he cute?" Her eyes lit up. I rolled my eyes at her question. Typical Caitlyn, always making sure the guy is cute before anything else.

"Hm," I said thinking. "Yeah, he is cute I guess."

"I wanna meet him!" She squealed. I shook my head. She pouted.

"Ahh, good move, Jesha. Not letting me meet the cute guy. Selfish much?" She joked.

"Pfft. I just don't want you to meet him 'cause you might freak him out."

"Ahh, you sit on a throne of lies, again!"

"Whatevs." I laughed. I chose to wear a denim jumper with a green shirt underneath and black Converse.

I changed in the bathroom. As usual, Caitlyn impatiently waited for me. Every 5 minutes, she would scream "ARE YOU DONE YET?"

I finished putting my hair into a high ponytail and opened the bathroom door.

"THANK THE LORD, HALLELUJAH!" She said. I chuckled. "I'm leaving." I said, grabbing my bag.

"Okayy! I'll be waiting here!" She said, bringing out her phone and watching Netflix. Ah, that crazy girl.

*

"Hi, Q." I smiled, taking a seat next to him. "Hi Esha." He answered.

"So, what makes you want to hang out with me on this fine day?" I questioned. He laughed.

"Well, I just want to know you more."

"Okay! I'll tell you about me, but you'll have to tell me about you after," I said and he nodded. "So, my full name is Jeshalyn Dela Cruz. I have turned 11 this year, and I'm also turning grade 5 this year. I go to Saint Louisa University. I like to dance and make videos."

"Hm. You go to SLU. Cool," he said, staring at space, "well, I'm Quentin Inciong. I'm 11. I don't come from a rich family but we can afford things we need. Um, I like table tennis and I want to be an engineer someday. And I also like to sing."

So many things I didn't know.

"Sing for me." I smiled although I wasn't being serious.

"Hmm. Maybe one day." He thought.

*

Quentin and I were now actually watching a movie. Insidious Chapter 3.

And yes, I paid for his ticket. Friends pay for friends, right?

He insisted at first but after convincing and fake crying, he let me buy his ticket and popcorn.

(Spoiler Alert. Don't read this part if you're planning to watch Insidious 3.)

It started with Quinn, the lead role in the story. It wasn't too scary at first, but when she was auditioning for an acting school in New York, I freaked out.

A shadowy figure started waving at her. She looked curiously at it then something unexpected happened. A car hit her.

I swear my heart stopped for a second, it made me do a little jump.

I covered my eyes when scary music started playing. And Q did something I didn't see coming.

He pulled me closer to him and slung his arm around my shoulder.

I tried to cover my face with the growing red on my cheeks.

I swear, the number of jump scares in this stupid movie is the same number of how many hairs I have on my head.

But long story short, she gets possessed, psychic saves her and baboosh, happily ever after. The movie ends like this. The psychic thinks that it was her dead husband who peacefully came and left a warm sweater folded on her bed.

I stared unbelievingly at Q. "How are you not scared?!"

"I dunno. It's corny." He shrugged.

"Corny? That was effin scary!" I said as we headed out of the cinema. He chuckled.

"Well, thanks for the treat. It's really embarrassing since I'm the guy-"

"Shut up, Q. It's not like this is a date," although I wish it was. "We're friends. Plus, I'm just that nice." I winked. He rolled his eyes yet a playful smile remained on his face.

"But seriously, thanks."

"No problem."

*

"Where were you? Jeshalyn Avero Dela Cruz, you have been returning home late since yesterday! What has happened? And don't tell me you were hanging out with Caitlyn, I found her sleeping in your room. "

"I was with ate Jenna and ate Cath." I lied. I could not tell her I hung out with a boy.

"Okay. Call them up and put them on speaker." She said. I gulped and grabbed my phone, hoping this would work. I called ate Jenna.

She answered. Another gulp.

"Hi ate Jenna. My mom just wants to make sure that I was hanging out with you guys earlier."

"What? What are you-" Ate Jenna said before being cut off.

"Yeah! We were hanging out with her, tita. We treated her in McDonald's and watched Just The Way You Are. Sorry she came late, po." Ate Cath said. Yes! I was saved.

"Ohh. Is that so? Okay. Sorry to disturb you girls." Mom said.

"It's okay lang po titaaaa! Bye!" Ate Jenna said and they hung up.

"Okay, I believe you now." She said to me. I nodded.

"I'll head upstairs!," I said. "Is Caitlyn still there?"

"Yeah. You can have a sleepover, I already told her parents."

"Okay! Thanks mom!" I said, heading upstairs. I threw a pillow at Lyn.

"Owwww." 

"We're having a sleepover."

"Okay. Goodnight."

I threw another pillow at her.

"Wake up, loser! I have to tell you about Q."

She immediately rose and her eyes widened. "TELL ME EVERY SINGLE DETAIL!"