SPOILED HEART'S ENTWINED

CHAPTER 2. Meet Him

"Like I was their queen…"

I raised my brows at them and walked with confidence.
Tiningnan ko sila isa-isa.
I passed by, flipping my hair in the air like I owned the world.

"Partida, feeling maganda. Kulay lang naman ng buhok niya at asul na mata ang meron siya—iyan lang naman ang nagpapaganda sa kanya,"
bulong ng mga inggitera sa kaliwa ko.

"Ayy behhh, ang astig niya! Parang idol ko na siya,"
sabi ng babaeng may makapal na make-up na parang clown tuloy ang itsura.

"Ay sayang, maganda sana kaso sobrang maldita at maarte.
Mukha pa namang angel noong una,
pero baka masama ugali,"
dagdag pa ng isa habang naglalagay ng lipstick.

"Ay, di ba beh, Quinn ang apelyido niya?
Di ba CEO ang pamilya niyan? Siguro daming pera,"
sabi ng isang girl na abala sa selfie.

“Bitch, listen—I'm better than the girl you're talking about.
I’m pretty, brainy, and I’m crush ng poging si Cortez.
I’m very beautiful, di ba? Look at me,”
sabi nung isang mayabang na nag-pose pa na parang modelo.

“Ay oo nga pala! Ikaw si Xhena Mendoza—maganda nga!”
sabi ng bestie niya.

“Ako si Xhena Mendoza, at ako ang magiging next girlfriend ni Hallet.”
“Yez! I'm always the queen. Walang aagaw sa trono ko!”
sabi niya, pabebe-style.

"Throne in your eyes,"
I said while rolling my eyes at them.

I walked toward them slowly.

“You. You. And you.”
I pointed at them one by one.

"Why are you talking sh*t about me?"
I asked, clearly furious.

“Anong sabi mo?!”
sigaw ng babaeng si Xhena (if I wasn’t mistaken).

“Bakit mo kami tinuturo? FYI, napadpad ka lang dito dahil sa family mo!
And just so you know—I’m the queen of this school!”
she declared.

I laughed.

“What? You’re the queen? Look at your face.
Hindi ganyan ang mukha ng reyna. Are you kidding me?”

I was about to turn my back when she grabbed my hair.

“You b*tch! Wala pang taong nagsabi sa akin ng ganyan!”

“Ouch!!” I shouted in pain.

Sinampal ko siya—tatlong beses.
“How dare you touch my hair, you fcking btch!”

“Arayyy!!” sigaw niya.

All eyes turned to her.

“Bakit mo ako sinampal?! Wala naman akong ginawang mali!
Are you a bully?! Attention-seeker ka lang!”

“No, b*tch. I’m not a bully. I’m the daughter of Satan,”
I said with a smile.

“And if you think I’m a bully,
well—I won’t say a thing.
I’d rather let you discover for yourself what I really am.”
I made a mocking face.

“By the way, your eyeliner is uneven,”
I added, which made some students laugh and start recording the scene.

“WHAT?! Are you making fun of me?
Baguhan ka lang dito, and now you’re making a scene?”

“Scene? You're the one making a scene.
You just want everyone to worship you.
And FYI—your fashion is cheap.”

“Baka gusto mo ako na lang ang mag-decorate ng outfit mo.”
I smirked.

I saw a guy drinking water nearby.
I walked toward him and grabbed his bottle.

“Watch me,” I said.

I walked back to her spot
and poured the water over her clothes.

“Oops. Sorry—I splashed water on your outfit.
But don’t worry, it didn’t suit you anyway,”
I said with a wide, sarcastic grin.

The crowd gasped.
Some laughed, others recorded it all.

“BOOOO! Hahaha! Hindi na siya mukhang queen!”

“How dare you! You fcking btch! You ruined my outfit!”
she cried, almost in tears.

“Pagsisisihan mo ‘to! Say sorry!
Habang mataas pa ang pasensya ko!”

“Transfer ka nga lang dito. Bida-bida ka pa!
And you’re so bully!”

I slapped her again.

“I don’t fcking care about your patience, btch.
Kahabaan? Mas mahaba pa ‘yan sa building ng kumpanya namin.
O baka kasing haba ng nguso mo.
O kasing kapal ng make-up mo.”

She raised her hand to slap me—
but I caught it mid-air.

I was about to slap her back
when I heard a deep baritone voice—

“What’s happening here?”

Suddenly, everyone turned their heads,
and the crowd parted to let him through.

He looked at Xhena,
then shifted his gaze to me…