Chapter 1

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ALI'S P.O.V

"A-ali!" may narinig akong sumigaw ng pangalan ko sa bandang likod ko habang naglalakad ako sa corridor.

Pero di ko na lang pinansin. Kadalasan kasi, mga wala naman palang pakay sa akin. Akala mo kung sinong kaclose ko at kung makatawag ay wagas. Gusto lang namang makuha ang attention ko para maipagmalaki sa mga kaibigan nila and then they're just gonna exaggerate the story. But nah I don't have time to entertain them.

Papunta na ako ngayon sa classroom ko. I'm with my slaves right now. They're walking behind me. My slaves are the ones who bring my stuffs like my bags, notebooks... whatever. Ayoko kasing nagdadala ng heavy stuffs. They say na pag palagi kang may bitbit na mabibigat, di ka daw lalaki. Kaya, ayun.

My slaves aren't complaining naman... they won't. They don't have the guts. Because, once I hear one of them protesting, I will make her life a living hell.

Oh. And I forgot to introduce myself to you, my dear readers. Well, uhm... I am Allyson Shane Ocampo. They call me Ali, for short. A seventeen-year-old red-haired girl. And I'm a fourth-year high school student at the famous Brighton Academy.

Humahawi ang students na dumadaan sa corridor nang makita nila ako. They are giving me the looks like 'oh my gosh Ali's so hot'. They're all tulala as they give way. Kaya naman, para akong isang celebrity dito na naglalakad sa red carpet. Oh yeah.

"Aliiiii! Ali!" patuloy paring sumisigaw yung girl.

Psh. Napaka-attention seeker naman ng isang yun. =______=

"Ali! Ali!" ngayon, naabutan na ako nung girl na sumisigaw kanina ng name ko.

Ohh. Si Carla pala. Si Gomez.

What news does she have this time?

Hmmm.

Huminto ako sa paglalakad.

Nabangga naman ang isang slave ko sa likod ko. Siguro, she did not expect na titigil ako sa paglalakad. =________=

"Hey, watch it Lizzy," sabi ko dun sa slave ko na nabangga sa likod ko.

"S-sorry miss Ali," she bowed.

I rolled my eyes.

"So what brings you in front of me, Carla?" I crossed my arms.

"Uhm...A-ali... a-ano..." napakamot siya sa batok niya.

"What? I hate waiting. Just tell me."

"Uhm, a-ano... nangungulit nanaman kasi yung modeling agency na tumawag sayo last week."

"Oh... then?"

"Hindi daw sila titigil hanggang sa mapapayag ka."

"Oh... and then?"

"Kukulitin ka daw nila."

"Oh... and then?"

"The end."

"That's it?" -_____^

"Y-yes."

"Well, ignore them."

I continued walking.

"E-eh?! A-ali! Teka lang! Pumayag ka na lang kasi. Hi-hindi nila ako tinitigilan eh!" habol ni Carla.

"Are you telling me what I was supposed to do, huh Carla?" I glared at her.

Napalunok siya, and umatras ng isang step.

Yeah, tama yan. Matakot ka sa titig ko.

"N-no," she shook her head. "B-but..."

"No buts! Come on slaves! I'm getting late!"

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