My Long Lost Twin's Fiancé (SHARDON)

CHAPTER 1

"Ma'am Jiele, gising na po"

"Hmmm"

Pilit pa rin akong ginigising ng maid namin. Pero hindi ko siya pinansin, kinuha ko yung pillow na malapit sa akin at tinakip sa tenga ko. Para hindi ko marinig ang nakakairitang boses ng maid namin.

Yeah that's right, this is what I want. Silence.

After a couple of minutes, someone pulled the blanket off me.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

Napa-upo naman ako at nakita ko si mommy na nasa harap ko at naka crossed arms.

"No Jiele! I should be the one asking you that! What do you think you're doing young lady?!"

Okay? Napatingin lang ako sa kanya.

"And look at your room! Parang hindi kwarto ng babae! Oh god Davie Jiele, kararating ko lang pero ganito agad yung i we-welcome mo sa akin?"

Kinuha naman niya yung mga nakakalat sa sahig habang walang tigil sa pagsasalita. Tumayo naman ako at kinuha yung towel na nakasabit sa likod ng pintuan.

"Jiele, grow up! You're 23 not 14!"

Tsaka binalikan niya naman yung mga ginawa ko noon. Monday naman ngayon diba? Hindi pa naman 'throwback thursday'.

"Mom, I didn't lose my memory, I remember everything"

"We're not yet done Jiele, we will talk after you fix yourself" and she walked out my room. At last! Silence!

Pumunta naman ako sa toilet room at naligo na.

Same old shit but a different day. Well, this is my life. I am Davie Jiele Natividad, 23 years old and what else? Ano ba yung maipapabida ko sa inyo? Parang wala naman eh. Coz I'm not your typical girl. I'm not your ideal type of girl because I'm the total opposite.

I'm not fun of reading books. Isang page palang ng binabasa ko eh inaantok na ako. Hindi rin ako mahilig manood ng mga movies na mga love stories. The hell, it's all sugar coated and hindi naman yun totoo.

I love breaking the rules, life's boring if you don't break a single rule. Pero I'm not the girl na aabot na sa prisinto sa kaka break ng rules no. Wala pa naman akong record sa jail because I'm protecting the reputation of my family.

I don't have a boyfriend nor an EX boyfriend because I don't believe in love. Call me manhid pero never pa talaga akong na inlove. Why would I waste my time hearing sugar coated words to the guy who's not contented to his girl.

I'm enjoying my life, I only live once so I should enjoy every single day.

After kong maligo eh pumunta ako sa walk in closet ko at pumili ng maisusuot.

My closet is full of clothes a kikay fashionista girl woudn't wear.

Jeans, boots, t shirts, leather jacket, shorts

Color black lahat ng mga clothes ko. I love color black.

Wala kang makikitang dress, crop top, or something girly in my closet.

After I chose my outfit I went to my mirror and put my make-up. A dark make up precisely.

I want to be dark, i just love it.

After I do my make-up, viola! Ang ganda ko na.

Kinuha ko naman yung back pack ko at leather jacket sa kama. I also took my cellphone; I check my phone for calls and messages. I received a text from Jasper, my gym instructor/best friend.