Chapter Seven
"KEAN!" Someone shouted from the far.
"This is shi*," he jumped off the bleachers and ran downstairs.
I don't mind him and continue walking. That was odd. Who is he? I never saw him for the last 6 years staying in this university and I can say that he is still in his high school years.
"Excuse me," a girl with a blonde hair, blue sparkling eyes with her long eyelashes approached me. She's wearing the high school jumper uniform. She's pretty.
"Yes?"
"Did you saw someone here? A tall, fair guy wearing a cap?" she asked.
"Yes. I did saw someone here." I smirks. Alam kong nagtatago yung lalaki kanina sa baba kaya nilakasan ko yung boses ko.
"Shit," he cussed. Got you, mister.
The girl looked downstairs, confused and then smiled.
"Oh, I think I got him, thanks." She passed by me so I started walking once again. Those kids, really. But who the hell is that guy? And what is he talking about?
***
When I reach the gym, hinanap ko agad si Lee. I saw her at the 2nd row, as expected magkatabi kami. Aragon is my surname and she was Asuka. I went to her side.
"Hey," I greet.
"Hey, you came," she smiled so I sit beside her.
"Ano pa bang magagawa ko?" I sighed.
"I understand. So, how's your mom?" she asked.
"Who's my mom?" I replied.
"I mean your dad's ex-wife," she corrected with her two fingers twirling in the air.
"Oh. As usual," I said, rolling my eyes.
We stopped chatting when the emcee started.
"Okay graduates, I believed that you are all here," she smiled gracefully. My favorite English teacher ever. So pretty. "Let's get this started then."
***
"Oh God, that was so tiring!" Lee snorted.We just finished our lunch ditosa mall.
"Then? Let's go shopping," I grabbed her outside the restaurant and walked together.
"Kist, kilala mo ba yungkasama mo last night?" she suddenly asked.
"He's a stranger to me at wala akong pakealam sa kanya," I said.
"You're right, huwag mo na siyangisipin. But, if evermakitanatin ang lalaking yunsabihin mo, ililibingkotalaga siya ng buhay," she blurted.
"Lee, back to your gangster self?" I asked.
"Never," we laughed.
Actually, Lee is one of the gangster in their middle school back in Japan pero two weeks lang naman yun. Her family tried to live there pero ayaw kasi ni Lee doon kasi nga I'm not there kaya she tried to look bad para makabaliksila. She bullied many of her classmates and involved herself into fights. And after two weeks, she succeeded. Her family decided to go back here in the Philippines for good.
***
We went inside a boutique at nakakita kami ng napakaraming bodyguards at mayisanglalakingnakasuit na nakatalikod mula sa amin.
"What's that?" I asked Lee."Hhmm, let me see." She peeked and came back. "I believe it's the owner of this mall and that would be my friend," she said proudly.
"Friend? How come?" I asked.
"My dad is one the investors in this mall. And as a child of a businessman, parati kami kasamasanapakaraming gathering, I used met him every time and we became friends.Sakanyangapinangalan tong mall na to eh kasi siya angunicohijo and the only heir of Araneta Groups of Company. And he's a big time, single, rich and respected man at the age of twenty-four."
"Ang batanga niya no? Hindi ba naging kayo? MU? Mag-ON?" I asked.
"Never. He always respects our friendship at siguro ang pamilya kona rin," she smiled.
"Ah, so friends. Anong pinangalansakanya tong supermall? Edi WATSOGS yungpangalan ng lalakeng yan? Ang weird kaya nun,"shethen nodded.
"WATSOGS simply means, WALTER ARANETA THE SON OF GOD SUPERMALL. Kist, creativity please,"shesaid. Nakakatawa naman yung meaning. Creativity? "Come on, let's greet him." She then grabbed me towards that.
"No, thanks," I refused.
"Sigena, mabilis lang naman," she smiled as I surrender. "Walter," Lee called.Tumingin naman yunglalakisadireksyonnamin at ngumiti.
"Aylee, it's been a long time. How are you?"
Oh God, it's not a long time for me.
End of Chapter Seven
BINABASA MO ANG
Marry Me If You Can
RomanceA story of a young woman. She’s a rebel, just in front of her dad. She’s deeply hurt because of her loneliness. And she’s hurt because of her past--- wait, past? Ha-ha, it’s not love I am talking about. Find out more as we join her journey.