They HaVe Fallen In Love

Chapter Two - Me and England

A/N:

Here's chapter two =))) 

okay so quick reminder, details regarding the processes that will be included in my story are just made up by me.  i don't know if that's quite possible, so if i got it wrong, please don't kill me. =))

that's all.

-Dana

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Chapter two

“I’m home!” I yelled. Tita (Aunt) Yssa went out from the kitchen to welcome me.

“Welcome home hija!” she said, giving me a hug.

“Saan sila Vince at Vanessa?” (Where’s Vince and Vanessa?) I asked. (FYI, my siblings don’t go to the same school I am going.)

“Sa bahay nila Christina at ni James.” (Christina’s and James’ house.) she said going back to the kitchen.

“Oh.” I muttered. Sometimes, I envy the twins because they have friends. I head to the kitchen where my aunt is probably baking cookies. She saw me towards the island and motioned me to get in.

“Ay hija, tumawag ang daddy mo. Sabi niya, gusto niyang makipagSkype sayo mamaya.” (Ay, hija, your daddy called. He said, he wants to Skype with you later.) I tilted my head to one side in confusion. My dad called last Monday and it’s just Wednesday. It’s too early for another call right?

“Ewan ko. Hindi niya sinabi kung bakit. Cookies?” (I don’t know. He didn’t tell me why. Cookies?) I grab one and headed upstairs in my room.

“Hmm, anong oras siya tatawag?” (what time is he calling?) I asked, going back to the first step.

“Six dito s Pilipinas.” (Six here in the Philippines.) she said still in the kitchen.

“Okay!” I yelled and ran up the stairs. I closed the door and grab my laptop. (this is the best thing about being an honor student. You get the best out of grades.) and sign in my Skype account. I looked at the time and it’s only five to six. I waited patiently while browsing my twitter. No one knows I have a twitter. My profile pictures are the boys that’s why they don’t know me. I heard ringing sound and checked my Skype. It’s dad.

“hey dad!” I said after accepting the call.

“Hi Ven!” he said smiling.

“Anong meron? Ang aga mo tumawag? Miss mo ko?” (What’s with the early call? Miss me?) I smirked.

“No.” he smiled but I frowned.

“Don’t be sad, sweetheart.” He encouraged. “I got good news!” he continued.

“Good news?” I repeated. I’m not used to good news.

“Well, alam mo naman na nasa England ako diba?” (Well, you know I’m in England right?) I rolled my eyes as if I don’t know. We talked last Monday, of course I know.

“Well, nagkaroon ako ng ilang araw n pahinga at nakahanap ako ng magandang school para sayo.” (Well, I have a few days to relax here and I found a good school for you.) he said, still smiling.

“school?” I repeated.

“yup.” He nodded proudy.

“what school?” I asked.

“Birkbeck, University of London.” My eyes widen in surprise. Is he kidding me?

“Dad, we can’t –“ he cut me off. “You’re studying via scholarship.” He said seriously.

“Pinasa kita ng form last Sunday at inaccept ka nila.” (I passed a form for you last Sunday and they accepted it.)

“Pero, di mo naman to sinabi nung Monday.” (But you didn’t told us that last Monday.) “Ayokong umasa ka.” (I don’t want you to expect.)

“Paano naman ako makakapunta diyan? Ang mahal ng plane ticket.” (How on earth will I be able to go there? Plane tickets are expensive.)

“Ang nanay mo, flight attendant. Kalahati lang ang babayaran natin.” (Your mum is a flight attendant. We will only pay half.)

“And Vince and Van?” I asked worried about my younger brother and sister.

“They’ll stay there.”

“And me?”

“May kaibigan ako dito. Patitirahin ka nila.” (I have a friend here. They’ll let you stay.) I was silent for a moment not knowing what to say. I’ll be sent to England, alone, with people I don’t know.

“This is an opportunity Ven. It only knocks once.” My dad said.

“Anong sabi ni mama dito?” (What did mum said about this?) I asked.

“Nag-aalala siya pero, pumayag din sa huli.” I swallowed hard and processed everything.

“kailangan ko ng umalis, Ven. May trabaho pa si daddy.” (I have to go, Ven. Dad still has work to do.)

“Kelan ako pupunta dyan?” (When will I go there?) I asked ignoring him.

“Two weeks from now, uuwi si mama mo tapos lilipad ulit after three days, kaya sasama ka na sa kanya.” (two weeks from now, your mum will go home and will be flying again after three days, so you’ll come with her.) he explained.

“Andyan ka pa ba nun?” (Will you still be there by the time?)

“Afraid not. Aalis na kames a Linggo. Nasa mama mo na yung mga papeles mo. Pinadala ko na sa kanya kahapon. Kaiangan ko na talagang umalis. I love you Ven. Sabihin mo kay Vince and Van, I love them too.” (Afraid not. We’ll be going this Sunday. Your papers are with your mum. I sent it to her yesterday. I have to go sweetie. I love you, Ven. Tell Vince and Van I love them too.)

“I love you too. bye.” I bid my farewell then dad hang up and I shut my laptop down.  

Me. England. In two weeks.