Love.mp3: Track 2

We're Ready

I was wandering aimlessly at the mall, still thinking what I should do if I want to fight for Iza and get her back.

And since this is something else, I have to make it special and memorable to her.

Maybe I was thinking real deep, and maybe it was my fault when I bumped into someone.

“Sorry,” We said in unison.

He was this dude, maybe about my age, who dressed just as MC… Geez,

I love black, but this boy was wearing it too proudly.

Black leather jacket, black shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and though the goggles on him was weird, it was still black.

There were tribal tattoos on both of his arms and extends to the sides of his face.

The weirdest thing though, was I felt like I should know this guy. Like he was famous or something.

“Excuse me…” He mumbled, then left.

I kept walking, weird guy…

I looked back and noticed a cartoon movie that I myself haven’t watch in a while…

The one with the alien dog…what’s his name? Stitch?

Holy Sh*t… That’s it!!!

(Last Year)

“Can’t I do anything to make it up to you?” I texted her.

“No…I’ll only be happy if I have received them :’( “

I sighed.

I hate that emoticon. It’s our town feast and I forgot to buy Iza’s cookies. (She loves cookies, if you haven’t noticed). I can just either blame myself for forgetting it or Iza’s ridiculous addiction to cookies.

And there’s nothing more that I won’t like than to disappoint her.

 

“Fine…I’ll treat you tonight.” I texted her.

“Okay :( “

“Look, I’m already treating you, what else do you want?”

“You”

 

Wait—“What??”

 

“Nothing…See you later ^_^ “

 

 

So I tried to look presentable and normal as much as possible.

Since it was the town’s feast, when you say ‘treat’…chances are they meant at those side stores that practically sell everything under the sun, and continues even in the night.

I was waiting quietly when suddenly I cannot see. Hands covered my eyes.

“Guess who?” It was a girl’s voice impersonating a man’s voice.

“Iza.” I mumbled, smiling.

She came into view and smiled at me.

 

God, she was gorgeous.

 

What she bought? Phone accessory.

A small stuff toy.

“Stitch?” I asked referring to the blue alien plushie that she bought.

“Why? He’s cute.” She pouted. “And I like him.”

“Fine, fine…You’re paying anyways.”

She looked at me incredulously.

“Kidding.” I said, smiling.

After that we had nothing to do, she dragged me to the nearby bay…then talked for like 2 to 3 hours straight.

 

 

(Present)

I hid near the lockers.

My phone vibrated, but I ignored it.

And just as planned, Iza came, opening her locker and smiled at it openmouthed

And she’s smiling, more importantly.

I opened my phone

MC:

“We’re ready.”