confused life of a fangirl / tvk book series

6- Clićhe Broken Elevators

-dyl will do this chapter bc she is impatient af-

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The most cliche thing happened.

The effin elevator broke.

Me and Kyle Echarri, oh and some random dude who stayed in the corner staring weirdly at us while we fought.

A voice boomed out. "Ma'am, Sir, you will be able to go out in 30 minutes."

It's only been 2 minutes and I'm already sick of this.

"Life hates me." I muttered. He scoffed. "Life hates me more."

"Says the guy with a singing talent? Hey, I can barely even dance properly." I commented. I just had to.

He didn't reply. I decided to be nicer, anyways we were stuck in here. Might as well talk, right?

"Can we start again?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow. I took that as a yes.

"Hi, I'm Jeshalyn Dela Cruz. Call me Jesha." I held my hand out. He stared at it.

"I'm Kyle." He said, shaking my hand.

Phew. I thought for a moment he wouldn't answer.

"Aren't you from TVK? I saw you there when my Tita Espie invited me to Resorts World."

"Yeah, I saw you too." He smiled, yet avoiding eye contact.

"Hmm, team Sarah, right? You could be the next Darren Espanto." I joked.

"But that would require me to win 2nd place. I only just auditioned." He gave a weak smile.

"You'll definitely win. Your only problem is Lyco."

"Who's Lyco?"

"LYCO! The farm boy!"

"Oh. Joemar? Why do you call him Lyco?"

"He's like, the boy version of Lyca." I laughed. He joined.

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We played some MCPE while we were waiting. I also got his number.

Yieeeee~ go Eshaaaa!

Oh hush!

"What are you thinking of?" He said, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

"Bailey May." I winked.

"You like that guy? I mean, he literally has a name of a girl."

"Yeah but he's cute."

"Pfft. I'm cuter." He cockily said. I laughed and honestly I couldn't stop laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He frowned. I sadly couldn't answer because I was in a fit of laughter.

The elevator doors finally opened. I ran to my worried family.

"Oh my gosh, Esha! You're so lucky that it broke after it reached the 5th floor!" Caitlyn said. She must have taken the stairs.

I saw Kyle had run to his mom. They shared a hug and started talking.

"I'm so sorry for what happened," a man with a fancy suit, I'm guessing a manager said with an apologetic look. "It's okay, sir." I said.

"Well, since my daughters are in Cebu and can't watch the knockout rounds of The Voice Kids, how would you like my tickets?" The man offered.

"Really? Are you sure, sir?" My mom asked. "But I'm part of The Voice Kids." Kyle added.

"Hmm," he thought. "You can have an extra stay with a free dinner." He smiled.

He handed me two tickets. I gratefully smiled and knew immediately who I would give them too.

I gave one to Caitlyn, obviously. She thanked me over and over.

"Girl, I don't have anyone else to give the tickets to, so why thank me?" I joked. She rolled her eyes but laughed anyways.

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For lunch, we got lazy to go anywhere so we ordered some lasagna and mixed fruit shakes. Right now, we were watching some Chinese movies that had no subtitles. You may ask, "do you even understand Chinese?"

Well the answer is no. I've kinda learned from Ni Hao Kai Lan, but I'm not sure if that's Chinese or Japanese. I don't remember.

"It's Chinese, dummy." Caitlyn said, digging into her lasagna. Oh, great, I said that out loud.

Q: hey. haven't talked to you in a while. 😛

Me: yeahh, I'm in a hotel. btw someone gave me tickets to see you in the Knockout rounds. 😃

Q: ohh, awesome 😁. how are you?

Me: I'm great! How bout you?

Q: well I've been practicing for the past few days 😅

Me: ahh. that's good haha. well, I shouldn't bother you for a long time, you need to practice 😃

Q: but I'm the one who texted you c:

Me: Yeah but you still need to practice. If you don't pass the knockout rounds I'll kill you. kidding, of course. (Or am I?)

Q: okay hahaha.

I put my phone down. "Boyfriend mo ba 'yan?" I heard a voice say.

I hate this, why does someone always have to ask me if he's my boyfriend every time I text Q?

"Echarri, hi, what a surprise." I said.

"You're changing the subject." He pressed his lips into a thin line.

"No, Kyle, he's not my boyfriend."

"Who is he?"

"He's Benedict Inciong." I smiled. "Oh, that guy?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Anyways, wanna watch PBB?" I asked. It was 10:20.

"Okay." He said, turning the T.V. on.

Honestly, my vote was on Ryan and Bailey May.

"Who's your vote on?" I asked. He thought for a minute, placing a finger on his chin. "Um, Ylona or Zonia."

"Ayy, choosing the pretty girls, huh?" I winked. He rolled his eyes but a smile remained on his lips.

"Who's your vote on?" He asked me, but immediately said "Besides Bailey May." I chuckled at him.

"Well, my vote is on Ryan."

"Ohh, the gay one?"

"Hey. Don't be mean." I said, a scowl appearing on my face. "I mean, it's obvious he's gay." He smirked.

"Okay, fine, but gay people always have something to talk about. They're so approachable."

"That's true." He chuckled. We watched how Bailey got punished by wearing a giant "speaker" over his body.

We couldn't control our laughter.

Oh, and if you're asking where Caitlyn is, well, she's on her phone on the couch near the window. She's wearing headphones while texting and sometimes looking up to see what's happening on T.V.

"He's so cuteeee." I exclaimed as I saw him talking. Kyle ignored my little comments.

"How old is he?" Kyle said out of the blue. "He's 12. Going 13 on August 6." I proudly said.

"HE'S 12? I THOUGHT WE WAS 17!" Kyle exclaimed. Caitlyn removed her headphones. "Ain't that the truth." She said before putting her headphones back on. I laughed.

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Minutes later Kyle got a text from his mom telling him to go back to the hotel room.

We decided to sleep call it a night.

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