Author's Note: What do you think of the first two chapters? Is it good? I really hope so. Stay tuned! :D
NOTE: A school is mentioned here. It is really existing but my description about that school is just my imagination. Just in case I said anything that's a fact, it's purely coincidential.
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It's already 6 o'clock in the morning and I need to prepare for school. So much for being late!
I hurriedly went downstairs and grabbed some of my food. It's bacon, egg, bread and some milk. Just perfect to start my day. "Mom! These are delicious!" I said even if my mouth is still full. "Claire, what did I told you?!" my mom pointed a finger at me. I gulped down my milk and sarcastically replied, "Be a woman with class!" I smiled cheekily. My mom just gave me a thumbs up. Great.
After I finished my breakfast, I changed into my proper clothes for school. Being the 'nerdy' one inside our class, I just wore a denim pants, tank top and a blue cardigan. I match all of these with a blue doll shoes with a big black ribbon on top. So much for wearing blue. Hihi.
I gathered up my hair into one side and tied it. I curled the lower parts of it and I wore some eyeglasses, which is not really necessary but I want to. It's comfortable! I gathered up all my books in my study desk and I'm ready to go!
"Mom! I'm going now," I said. "Okay then. Do good. I love you sweetheart," my mom replied and patted my shoulders. All I did was to smile at her and finally proceeded to our gate. I wonder how my day is going to be.
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I arrived at my school at exactly 7:30 am. Early for my first class. I went to look for my best friends, Arianna and Jehee. But before I could do so, my phone rang. "Hello?" I started. "This is Jehee. Are you already in school? Meet us at the quadrangle near the medical building. We will be waiting for you. And oh by the way, this is my new number. Save it. Annyeong!" then she hung up.
Haven't I told you that she's taking up nursing? Yeah she is. And you know how she looks like? She's a goddess. Like Shin Min Ah! And her voice? She's like Ailee! The Korean Beyoncé! And I'm serious about that. She actually moved here when she was still in middle school and until now she's still studying here. She said her father is rich. Oh well, so much for that. I have to look for them.
This is our school, La Consolacion University of the Philippines. One of the most prestigious Catholic schools in our country. So many foreigners are studying here! And in fact, it has escalators, elevators, and it looks like a mall, eh? This campus is really big you can't even see all of the facilities in one day. And yeah, here I am, finding these two dorks in the middle of nowhere.
"Jehee!" I called out. "Hey! Good thing you're here," she said. "Something wrong?" I asked, shrugging my shoulders. "No no. There's nothing wrong. We just need to practice our dance performance for the audition," she smiled cheekily. "That's it?" I'm being sarcastic again! "I've already practiced a song and it's 'Hot Times'. How about the both of you?" I continued. "Haven't even decided anything," Arriana pouted. "Let's practice later at the gym near the senior high school building. No one can see us there," I suggested. "Sure!" they both replied. "Uhhh, Jehee, we need to go. We still have 4 classes to attend. We will meet you later!" Arianna said. We have the same course actually. "Oh yeah sure!" she said then hugged the both of us. "See you later!" I ended the conversation.
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"The hell is this?!" Arianna grumbled in disbelief. "I can't believe that studying Civil Code is really hard! Jinjja. My brain is throbbing. It's really painful!" she continued. Sigh. This girl is full of complains, questions, curiosity, everything!
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