The Guy Who Changed My Heart

2nd Change

•~CHAPTER TWO~•

Inside this dark, unknown world, there existed nothing else but me...

..and complete and utter silence.

Until...

"...Raine!"

There!

There it was again!

Someone was truly calling me! Again!

I tried to reach out to the person using my voice, but then I remembered that I couldn't talk, for some reason.

So I sighed, closing my eyes. I suddenly felt really tired.

For a few minutes, I remained like so.

Until....I felt a sudden coldness hitting me on my face.

Literally.

This was when my consciousness truly woke up.

What the--

Okay. Now I know who was calling me.

"What in the cheesecakes--Why did you pour cold, chilling water on my face, Aira Marcy Gonzales?! I was sleeping!", I said as I jolted up from my bed. I was soaking wet. Well, more like my face, but still !

"...wow. English. Ka-nosebleed ate. Teka, agang aga, wag mo 'kong ganyanin. Maawa ka.", my sister (yes, we're related) said, holding her pointer finger up to her nose as if she was trying to stop an imaginary stream of blood from it. "And that's the point! Tulog na tulog ka pa rin kahit halos fifteen minutes na kitang tinatry gisingin! Do you really want to be late on the first day of your last school year? Kung gusto mo, edi sigi! Go lang! Tuloy mo lang yang pag-eenglish mo habang natutulog ka."

I rolled my eyes at her. "Tsk! Aish, di mo naman kailangang basain ang mukha ko noh! Landyo, basa din tuloy yung unan ko!", after that, tumayo na rin ako. Kumuha ako ng maliit na towel sa drawer ko at ipinahid ko ito sa aking basang mukha.