Just Like A Rose

Prologue

Author’s Note:

Hey guys, I deleted the first story, since di ko na talaga itutuloy yun. Well, I promise not to delete this one. And for sa dedication, maybe none for the meantime. And for since halos ganon pa rin yun, ganon pa rin yung characteristic ng main character, and the storyline is halos the same.

So, hope you will also enjoy this one. :)

-Otaku_Fan(ಠ_ಠ)

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“UY!!! Gising na! Anong oras na kaya!!!”

“Teka, five minutes pa…”

“SABING BANGON NA EH!!!”

“ARAY!!! Eto na nga eh!”, sagot ko habang papatayo ako sa sahig. Ikaw ba naman itulak pababa ng kama hindi pa tatayo?

“What’s with you anyways?”, galit na tanong ko kay bro.

“Well, for your information Robby, first day of class ninyo ngayon. SO SHUT IT AND HURRY UP!!! It’s already freakin’ 7:30 in the morning. Alam mo naman siguro that I can’t be late, first day ko bilang high school to ate”, paliwanag niya .

“Oo na! Aga-aga sigaw nang sigaw eh”, maktol ko habang bumaba na ko in a hurry to go eat breakfast and get ready for my first day of being a fourth-year high school student. I guess it’s still the same routine I take when I entered school. Well, sabi nga nila, “expect the unexpected”. Maybe may mangyayaring different this year, let’s see, it’s worth the wait…

Robby’s P.O.V.

Hi, the name’s Robby Skye, pero pwede na rin tawagin sa nickname kong Robb. 16 years old, 4th year H.S. student na ako this year. Characteristics? Hmmm, okay lang naman, nothing special, basta matangkad, kasi 175 centimeters yung height ko, and galing ako sa isang mayamang pamilya. Heeps, saglit lang, mayaman lang ha? Hindi katulad nung super-duper multibillionaires na nakikita niyo sa T.V., di naman kasi kapani-paniwala yung mga ganon. Ang definition ko lang sa family ko ay medyo different sa iba.  I AM A GIRL.

RULE NUMBER ONE nang pakikipagkaibigan sakin: AYOKO NANG MGA PLASTIK. TWO: KUNG LILIGAWAN MO LANG AKO, LUMAYAS KA NA LANG, and THREE: I DISLIKE PEOPLE WHO TREAT OTHERS AS “FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS.”

Hahayaan ko na lang kayo magdiscover sa iba ko pang ugali, kasi ako yung tipon ng taong ayaw makihalubilo masyado sa kahit kanino lang, I don’t trust anyone that easily.Since not all good looking persons and kind person are REALLY kind, sometimes they’re fake.

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AT Edmund Stein’s University

So, same school, same routine and same-

“Yow Robb, good morning.”

Same friend…

“Walang good sa morning, Steve.” Kung nagtataka kayo kung sino yon, siya si Steve, Steven Felix Watson, ang aking long-time bestfriend. Siguro simula pa lang na nasa Kindergarten kami nakilala ko na siya. Si Steve ay half-pinoy half-british, kaya mas matangkad siya sakin. Kabisadong-kabisado ko na ang lahat tungkol kay Steve. 185 centimeters siya, maputi, blue-eyes, brown hair, gwapo, and mayaman, for short crush-ng-bayan lang naman ‘tong bestfriend ko, pero don’t get me wrong, kahit na famous ‘to, ‘di ‘to friendly sa iba. I don’t understand though kung bakit he’s so sweet to me even though he knows na I don’t like being treated that way, but maybe it’s his way of talking to me. Plus, proud to be pinoy ‘to.

“You’re so stern. Come here, let me infect you with my happiness.” Ano ba naman ‘tong si Steve. (¬_¬)

“Cut it out, idiot. Anyway, saang class ka ngayong year?” Ever since childhood, his parents and mine always put us in the same school, since we Skyes’ and Watsons’ are always on good terms, but it makes me happy since walang hadlang sa pagkakaibigan namin.