Chapter 08
"Para kang tanga," Finley told me when he saw me hugging my baby tightly.
I looked at him and frowned. "This bag is my baby, okay?"
"It's just a bag."
"What if ibenta ko 'yung signed jersey mo ni Lebron?"
His forehead creased. "How did you know na meron ako non?"
I rolled my eyes. "Pinost mo sa IG."
He smirked. "You're stalking me."
I made a face at him. "Ew," sabi ko tapos inignore ko na siya at saka binalik iyong attention ko sa baby ko. I took a couple of selfies. Nakita ko si Finley sa rearview mirror na napapa-iling sa ginagawa ko. What? It's my baby! As if hindi weird kapag nagte-take ng selfie with basketball shoes and jersey iyong mga boys gaya niya.
"Finally," he uttered when I unlocked the door.
I looked at him and scowled again. He just rolled his eyes at me. Lumabas na ako at saka pumasok doon sa consignment store. I began talking to the lady and then I showed her my bag. I take great care of my babies, but I still use them, so there were minor scratches. It's fine. Ayoko lang din kasi bumili ng bag tapos idi-display ko lang. I used them pa rin.
"Thank you," I said when she told me the final price. It's more than what my dad paid for—which was expected since mabilis magprice increase iyong Chanel.
When the lady went to the backroom to do something, I looked around for Finley and nakita ko siya na nasa isang gilid. He was sitting down tapos ay naglalaro na naman sa phone niya. What was he playing? Parang lagi niyang nilalaro 'yon.
I walked towards him.
"You done?" he asked without even bothering to look at my beautiful face.
"Not yet."
He gave a small nod. "Okay."
Ugh. Boring.
Bumalik na lang ako doon sa may harap. I opened my IG and saw my friends shopping for clothes to bring sa NYC trip namin... I knew I shouldn't feel jealous. It wasn't like my parents asked for trouble. It's just life... but dang! I wanted to go on shopping trips! I wanted new OOTDs! I wanted new bags!
I just wanted my easy life back!
"What are you scowling about again?"
My heart almost jumped from my chest when I heard Finley talking behind me. He was almost peeking at my phone. Agad kong tinakpan 'yon.
"Ever heard of privacy?" I asked, my brow arched.
"Tumitingin ka rin sa phone ko."
"You were just playing games."
"Malay mo kung iba ginagawa ko?"
"What—" And then I made a face. "Ew!"
Kumunot iyong noo niya then made a disgusted face. "What the hell are you thinking?" sabi niya.
"I don't know! You started it!"
"You seriously think I'd just browse porn on my phone in public?"
"Stop saying the p-word!"
"P-word?" sabi niya na natawa. "Are you a child?"
"Yes! Hindi pa ako nagbi-birthday!"
He rolled his eyes at me. "Ikaw ata pinaka-maarteng babaeng kilala ko."
"Thanks for the compliment," I said, smiling sarcastically at him. Akala niya ata insult 'yon. So, what if maarte ako? It's not like I'm hurting anyone.
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