Sinclair Secrets

Chapter 1: Not-so-PINK past

Katatapos lang ng summer and the start of yet another school year. Me, still on my happy and vibrant mood hopped on the couch in front of the TV and dived for the remote.

I surfed through the channels of cartoons, fashion and cheesy movies then finally settled on a live airing of an NCAA basketball match.

Yeah. Sino ba namang gustong manuod ng rerun ng Victoria's Secret fashion show and feel bad about yourself right?! I mean, sobrang gaganda nila they'll make you believe about rainbows and unicorns and everything magical but then it comes crashing down the drain when reality slaps you in the face and make you look at yourself in a full-body mirror in an extremely inhuman standard.

Which is so unhealthy for my freakin' self-esteem!

I mean- Nung nagpaulan si Lord nang kagandahan, they've got all rainclouds pooled around their heads. They're just so gorgeous sometimes you wanna pick 'em up and stuff em to your pocket. Eeh.

Like that's not even weird.

Pouting, I grabbed the popcorn bowl and started munching. Pero halos maibuga ko ito nang biglang may bumulong sa tenga ko.

"Sis, are you gay?"

I gawked at my weird brother. "Excuse me?" 

He just shrugged and sat on the couch with his ice cream pint like it's the most natural thing to do. Susubo na sana siya nang 'di mapigilang maibato ko sa kanya ang unan.

"Hey!" he shrieked and glared at me. He dropped his pint on the table and wiped his smeared face with a tissue. "I was just asking you li'l brat."

I rolled my eyes."Bigla-bigla ka naman kasing nagtatanong nang ganyan. Para kang ewan. Inanaano ka ba?"

He looked at me haughtily with raised eyebrows. "Bakit ba? Kung hindi, eh di hindi." That's when the corner of his lips curl up smugly and leaned closer to me. "Pero kung totoo man sis gusto kong malaman mo na tanggap kita. I'd still love you the same no matter what," he added in his ridiculous British accent.

My eyes bugged out, literally. "What the hell?!? Seriously Bryan, have you gone crazy?!? 'Di porket hiniwalayan kana nung girlfriend mong parang painter's canvas ang mukha sa kapal ng pintura eh ako naman ang gugulohin mo."

Nalukot naman bigla ang mukha n'ya saka umayos nang upo at kumain na ulit.

Tumawa ako. "Affected much??"

His eyebrow arched and looked at me like I'm the most idiotic person in the world. "Make-up A-de-li-ta," walang-buhay nitong sabi. "And she didn't break up with me. I broke up with her." Proud nitong sabi saka sumubo ulit.

I smirked and blurted, "Paint on her, Bryan." Ibinalik ko na ulit ang atensyon ko sa play-off. This is one of my overly bipolar brother's side na minsan talaga di ko maintindihan.

Ilang sandali pa nilapag niya ulit ang ice cream sa mesa saka ako tinitigan nang pagkaseryoso.

My brows arched in response and I gave him my famous 'what-is-it-this-time' glare.

"Sis seriously, why don't you have a boyfriend?" walang kagatul-gatol nitong tanong.

'Hanu raw? Hanu raw ulit?! Why don't i have a-'

"Say what now?!?" I sighed hard and calmed myself, gritting my teeth. "Kuya, sinasapian ka ba?"

'Ompf!' Nasapo ko tuloy ulo ko nang biglang pitikin niya ito. "What was that for?"