20: Winning and Losing
Sam's POV"Sam, ready na ah."
I nodded and Ate Abby Maraño, the former DLSU volleybelle now working for ABS-CBN sports, went out of the dugout. In a few minutes, I have to go stand by that booth and face the camera. What if I get lost? What if I stutter? And the list of what ifs goes on. I was too busy with the list of what ifs on my mind when someone tapped my back. I slowly turned around and I was shocked to see a bouquet of roses behind me.
"Surprise!"
Vic, Tho's little brother, showed up. He has this grin on his face and I swear that it was one of the cutest things I've seen in my life.
Sam: Hi! You're not lost or something, right?
He shook his head with a really cute grin on his face. I could see the long list of girls who would be willing to kill just for him. Well, I hope not.
Vic: Flowers for you, Ate Sam.
I accepted the bouquet.
Sam: Thank you. Was this from you?
He smiled at me.
Vic: No, silly. It came from Kuya Tom.
Thomas Torres and his antics. I can't help but smile while looking at the bouquet. I was enjoying the moment when I heard Vic groan. I looked at him and he got his hands on his head.
Sam: Hey, what's wrong?
He put his hands down and laid them in front of me.
Vic: Can I have the bouquet again?
My eyebrows arched together as a response to Vic. I don't know what happened but, with a heavy heart, I gave him back the bouquet.
Vic: Can you turn around again? I kinda forgot my lines.
Sam: Your what?
Vic: My lines. Kuya and I practiced this a while ago and I still got it wrong. You won't tell him, right?
Okay, this is just too funny. Poor little Vic. I turned around while he took a step back. It took him a few more seconds before he tapped my back. Okay, am I supposed to turn around now? He tapped my back again so I turned around. There's the bouquet again.
Vic: Surprise!
I laughed.
Sam: Hi!
He handed me the bouquet.
Vic: Beautiful flowers for the most beautiful courtside reporter in the whole wide world.
Okay, this is too sweet. Just too sweet.
I accepted the bouquet once again.
Vic: You'll do well later, Mants. Ikaw pa. I don't love you for nothing.
Wait, did I hear this little boy right?
Sam: Can you repeat what you just said?
Vic: Sorry! No repeat button, Mants.
Then he giggled.
Vic: Ate Sam, can you bend a little?
Okay, this is weird but I gladly obliged. What took me by surprise was when he kissed my forehead.
Vic: That's from Kuya, okay?
I nodded.
Vic: Bye, Ate Sam! I'm going back to my seat. Good luck!
I waved my free hand and watched as he ran his way out of the dugout.
Sam: Bye!
I smiled to myself and for a second, I forgot about my worries.
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Second Chance Point
FanfictionIf torn between pleasing yourself and pleasing others, what would you choose? Between Thomas Torres and Kiefer Ravena, who can make the second chance point? Cover photo (c)KissofCrimson.deviantart.com