The Twihard Meets The Potterhead

Chapter 6: Paul Wesley?? @_@

Macy’s POV

Hi! *waves*, I’m Macy Cruz! You can call me whatever you want. 17 years of age. Isa ako sa mga best friends ni Ali. Kilala ko siya since kinder at ang families namin ay close, business partners din. Yun lang muna ang masasabi ko tungkol saakin. Hihihi.

Nandito ako ngayon sa kusina naghahanda ng breakfast namin. Ako kasi ang nagluluto para saamin kasi naman ako daw ang pinakamagaling saaming apat na magluto. Kainis talaga, I need to wake up early everyday just to cook breakfast for them.

After 45 minutes natapos na din akong magluto.

“Good morning Mace!.” Bati saakin ni Ate Adriece tapos ngumiti saakin.

“Good morning Ate” I beamed tapos nagsimula nang ayusin ang table. Tinulungan naman ako ni Ate.

“Mace tawagin muna sila.” Ate

“Okay-okay Ate.” I was about to go upstairs noong dumating si Brylle.

“Ba’t di mo sinabi na magjojoging ka?” I arched an eyebrow at him.

“What?? Nagtanong ka ba saakin di naman dibah?” sabi niya sabay irap. Tss! Pilosopo talaga.

“Di ba pwedeng yayain ako?? Tss! Gay.” I rolled my eyes.

“Di ba pwedeng di kita gustong makasama kasi nakakairita ka lang.” he smirked at me. Ayaw talaga magpatalo nitong bakla na toh.

“Ganun ba talaga ako ka ganda para mairita ka?” I smiled at him. Nag roll eyes siya. He was about to say something to me pero naunahan siya ni Ate Adriece.

“Ganun ba talaga kayo ka immature para mag-asaran! It’s too early for that! So would you mind calling Ali, Macy??” she smiled at me then tinignan niya si Brylle.

“And you! Yelle! Go to your room and change your clothes! You might get coughs and colds kasi ang basa ng damit mo.” Nagkatinginan naman kami ni Bylle atsaka nag nod siya.

“Looks who’s talking! Umagang-umaga Ate Addy you’re galit na! Ang wrinkles baka dumami.” Bylle.

“Oo nga ate! Mabuti pa bumalik kana doon at maghintay saamin baka tumanda kapa lalo dahil saamin.” I said. Nag roll naman si Ate at umalis. Mukhang nainis ata. Nag high five kami ni Brylle at pumunta na sa taas.

Pumasok si Brylle sa kwarto niya para magbihis, ako naman pinuntahan ko si Ali para gisingin. Sa aming apat dito sa bahay, siya ang pinakamatagal gumising.

I did not bother to knock, I immediately opened the door. I went to her bed and as usual she’s not there. So I went to her walk in closet, same as her room in LA na may isa pang extra na room. I inputted the password and went inside. There I saw Ali sleeping peacefully on her purple bed with a book by her side. Nakatulog na naman siya sa kababasa this girl talaga.

Lumapit ako sa kanya at I leaned down and whispered to her ear: Wake up Ali! Time for breakfast.

She muttered incoherent words then went back to sleep. Aish! Why is it hard to wake her up?

I grabbed her arms at inalog ko siya. “Ali gising na!.” I said.

“Take your hands off me, you idiot! I’m sleeping here! Get a life.” Sabi niya then humiga ulit sa bed niya and she covered her face with her pillow.

Ayaw talaga niyang gumising. Kinuha ko ang phone niya  at inilagay sa player! I played “I Knew You Were Trouble By Taylor Swift.” Maximum volume pa. Agad naman napabangon si Ali at tiningnan niya ako ng masama.

“Psh! You don’t have to do that. Gigising naman ako eh.” She shouted. Lumapit siya saakin, kinuha niya saakin ang phone niya and she turned off the music.