Dreamcatcher

Chapter 2

It’s been years since that day and now we are in a new chapter of our lives. If you’ll ask me if I’m still that little child that cried on that grassland before, well, I think I’m a little stronger now.(but I still cry a lot…really…I’ll just have to admit that one…haha). Now that I have Mama Angie, Tita Cara (Harvey’s mom) and that monkey Harvey by my side, I think I’m strong enough to be a better person—to face my fears (even if it were cockroaches). And how’s he—that monkey? He has not paid the money he borrowed last year! That’s how cruel he is now. Well, I might as well give you a better feedback… (Most readers expect it).He’s still the funny little kid you all know… the outgoing guy who has a lot of girls chasing after him… I don’t know why? I don’t even think he’s cute… and he always asks me to pretend to be his girlfriend to escape his past ones (he doesn’t even pay me right!)…I don’t know why he keep courting girls he doesn’t even love…eisht…poor girls… I told you guys, he’s a burden for every woman. (No! I’m not in secured It’s just that…hey…you’re going too far readers! )

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“Good morning auntie, Hannah’s not up yet? I told her to wake up early we have a hot date today” he said…I can hear his loud voice even if I’m upstairs. (My god there he is again, ruining my Sunday… now, who’s the victim?)

“Not yet, she stayed up late last night doing requirements at school… you better go wake her up, tell her its almost lunch time”

“Yep…thanks auntie…”

And there it is…the loud knock my door....followed by his loud irritating voice “Hey! Chicky! Wake-up! Have you forgotten our hot date today baby…? ” He said with a seducing voice.

Shut up and let me have some rest... “Baby”...Eeeewww....

            I turned from the left side of the bed to the other one and covered myself with a blanket…

“I’m opening the door now…” I heard the creaking sound of the door. And before I could defend myself he has taken my blanket off and he was screaming at the top of his voice… “Chicky!! Chicky! Chicky!!”

I sat bolt right up… “How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Chicky…my name is Hannah!!? Eisht!!”

“I don’t care I want Chicky and I’ll call you Chicky as long as I want to…” he said doing the most Harvey-ish grin…the one that always get on my nerves.

I looked at him the most Hannah-ish look—the sharpest I could ever have...I just know that he can’t stand it—even for a minute…Die Harvey!! Get out of my sight right now!!

            He cleared his throat, gave me the blanket and stood from my bed…

“Ahem…I guess you should go out now…” I said pointing at the door.

He didn’t move and stared at me for a second…oh this bastard really doesn’t know how to respect privacy…when I had my first time—no! Not the first time you’re thinking huh! I’m a Virgin!! I’m talking about my first cycle…he chased me from school to the girl’s CR just to take a look at my sanitary pad…now he’s doing it again…gotta do something…this monkey is pissing me off!! I stared at him and looked at the door… he smiled at me and went straight to my closet…

“Hey! What do you think you’re do--?”

He picked the dress I hated the most…I just hate wearing skirts, I think they don’t really suit me…it’s the purple bubble dress my mom gave my last Christmas.. “Wear this” and he threw it on me...

I stared at him…definitely pissed off…

“Don’t look at me like that okay…I really, really want to get rid of this girl and I know that she won’t believe me if your dressed in jeans alright! I want her to think that my girlfriend is far better than her…and I don’t want you to fail in this okay…”

“Eisht! You keep on telling me to do this and that and yet you don’t even pay me right! Arg! You really piss me off!!”

“Okay, fine! I’ll double your pay this time…and I’ll treat you afterwards…that is— if we succeed…just wear that one, will you? And don’t look at me like that! You know how much I hate that look…”

I pointed the door…cue in…he really has to get out now I have to pee…I kept on staring at him like that…until he finally realized that I really, really want him out of my territory.

He cleared his throat and said, “okay... okay... I’ll get out…but you have to move faster alright, I don’t wanna be late on this one…”

“Just get out!!” I told him while pushing him out of my door.

“Hey don’t push me…” he said.

 And here we are in a classy restaurant as ever, waiting for the poor little girl. And here I am wearing that purple dress that makes me look so stupid.  The waiter cues in, “Good morning Ma’am, Sir...may I take your order? ...” here’s were we order, eat for a while and wait for the girl...tick-tack-tick tack...no one’s coming...come on... it’s already an hour and a half...I’m bored looking at the painting on the wall...when he decided to break the silence. 

“Stay poised will you—I don’t want you acting like that on our first date.”

I almost choked by the sound of that... “Hey watch it! I told you not to screw this up...” he said.

Oh my God...I don’t like the sound of it...

“Hey...Harvey, are you sick? I can take you to the hospital if you want to...”

“I’m not trying to hit on you; stupid...I’m just trying to thank my best friend for all the things that she did for me and for getting out of trouble a lot of times...” he said smiling... I smiled in return. Feeling very lucky to have him by my side—like I was going back to the good old days—12 years ago.

“You’re thinking so much—you’re not my kind of girl ‘know that—I don’t think I’ll fall for a ‘guy’...you’re a man Chicky.”

And the magic was suddenly robbed by his craziness—this monkey really knows how to piss me off in the right situation at the right time...I stepped on his foot—with all the force I have—making sure that the heel landed on the right part,

“Ouch! You see that’s what I’m talking about! You have to act like a girl sometimes...especially when you’re in a restaurant, with a man sitting next to you and in case you forgot you’re wearing a purple dress and high heels. He cleared his throat and said calmly, “This is a treat; I want to thank you for everything that you did for me...that’s how I love you...” I know...I know, when he said that he’s saying how much he loved me as a friend, but I don’t know why; a weird feeling crept inside of me...No! I don’t like him...I’m not in love with my best friend—that can’t happen...that would never happen, never!!!

P.S

Masyado pa akong na-over kilig sa Diary Ng Panget kanina. Hohohoho. Won't spoil you so rest assured. :)

Thanks po para sa 24 reads. Ikinatuwa yon ng ating "author" kuno.

This is for happyicy.Napasaya nya ako sa HATED BY THE GANGSTER PRINCE nya nung fourth year ako. Hehehe.

Bokshil <3