CREAM OF THE CROP

Chapter 55

This will be the last chapter. Thank you so much. This is my first story. I started writing this three years ago, in my 11th Grade so I feel so emotional while writing this. This means so much to me.

I know it's not perfect. For a couple of times I decided to delete this story because I thought it was a mess. But your votes and comments urged me to continue.

To be honest I wouldn't have reached this far if not because of my friends who kept on pushing me to update (pushing me to write a bed scene my goodness). So yeah. Write for art's sake only lol.

Kidding aside, I am truly grateful that you've reached this chapter.

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The first three years after graduation were the hardest. But it got better when I've reached the fourth year. My parents were guiding me so it kinda made it easier. And I have a tutor who owns an empire.

Tomorrow's our Junior High School reunion. It took many adjustments in our schedules for this event to be possible.

It will be held at Hovea's family's resort somewhere in North. Dahil sa sobrang busy hindi na ako nakasama sa pagplaplano. I had to work for the absences.

Isang araw ang reunion pero dalawang araw akong liliban. Since parte na ng business nila si Hovea, she decided to help whichever way she could. So we six decided to go there at the resort earlier.

Sa gabi ng pagpunta namin ang reunion. Pero pupunta kami ng umaga at mananatili roon hanggang kinabukasan. Girls time.

I suggested na sama-sama kaming pupunta but they decided against it. Si Hovea lang ang nag-alok na magkasama kaming pupunta. So she slept in my house the night before.

Hindi pumayag si Corbyn na hindi siya ang maghahatid samin. Eh di go. Gusto pa nga niyang sumama eh. Hindi ako pumayag. Bakit naman diba? Kaklase ba namin siya noon? And I bet walang magdadala ng ano nila sa reunion. It's catching up time by the way.

It's 5 AM. Saktong pagkasara ko sa maliit na maleta ay narinig ko ang busina sa baba. Corbyn must be here already. When Hovi's ready, we went downstairs.

Naabutan kong nag-uusapan si Mama at Corbyn. Papa's drinking coffee. Mama's treatment of him got a lot better. But she's still afraid he'd hurt me again someday.

They stopped and smiled when they caught sight of us. I immediately went to his arms. "Good morning."

"Morning, love."

Ang tikhim ni Hovea ang tumigil sa moment namin. Bitter.

Sa garahe, nakapasok na ako sa shotgun seat noong pumasok siya sa likod ng sasakyan. May dala siyang bag. What the?

Pareho kaming gulat ni Hovea. Walang sinasabi si Hovea so I assumed hindi pa sila okay.

I glared at Corbyn. He mouthed "I don't know about this".

"Toffer what are you doing?" Sa salamin ako nakikipag-usap sa kanya kaya mukha niya lang na maloko ang nakikita ko.

"Sasamahan ko tong girl-aray-kaibigan ko baka matalisod jan." He's raising an eyebrow at Hovea.

Tumawa si Corbyn. Pinandilatan ko siya ng mata. Tumikhim siya at tumingin kay Toffer. "Gago."

"Toffer get out of the car, please."

"Huh? Kay Corbyn naman tong sasakyan Avi."

"Kristoffer..." banta ni Corbyn.

Tumaas ang dugo ko. "Whatever you're planning, it's not funny at all."