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"Wow! You look so stunning, Hime." Nate compliments.
I'm currently wearing a Peter Pilotto two-inches above the knee cocktail dress matching with my light make-up.
Naka-ipit lang ang buhok ko and let my bangs fall.
I grin shyly at Nate. "You too."
He is wearing a black V-neck shirt with navy blue coat and beige colored pants. Terno nga kami eh. Of course, we're twins.
Today-no scratch it. Tonight, is our Acquaintance Party. Casual lang naman ito.
"Hindi ka ba talaga sasabay sa akin? Para akala nila na partner tayo, match pa naman ang damit natin." Nate asks while his lips are pursed.
"Nope. My desicion is final. Papahatid ako kay Kuya Mike."
"Tch, fine." he sighs. "Una na ako, naroon na ang lima."
"Okay. Ingat ka." I remind him while smiling.
"I will, twin." He tells me and kisses my temple before he leaves.
Hmm. 19:30 na, exactly 19:00 ang start ng party. I hate attending parties, but I don't have a choice. Nathan insists me to come and Miss Marielle asks me to. Miss Marielle is Chance's older sister.
Later on, I hear the beep of a car.
Oh, that is Kuya Mike's car.
Lumabas na ako sa main door and naka-park na ang car niya. It is a Porsche Boxter.
I go near the car and open the door. "Hi." I greet while sitting to the passenger's seat.
"Hi, baby girl. You're so pretty." He compliments. "My little sister is now a grown-up."
"Thanks, Kuya." I chuckle a little, "Tara na, late na ako ng thirty minutes."
"Okay, then." He declares right away and starts driving. "How's Chance?" He questions out of the blue.
"Ha?" I say flabbergastedly. Gazing at him, he's waiting for my response. "Hmm . . . Nothing that special."
"Why? Are you expecting for something special?"
"What? No." I aghastly defend.
"Really?" He says meaningfully and I can feel his smirk written over his face. "Guilty, aren't you?"
"No . . ?" I reply with tune. "What are you expecting, Kuya? Chance and I are just friends."
"Oh, no, Hime." He laughs, "I also said that to myself and then, boom! Ta-da~ I fell in love with my best friend."
"Seriously, Kuya?" I laugh along with him. "Not so you."
"Talaga?" He asks with soft laughs and I just nod.
"Musta na kayo ni Ate Bea?" I inquire, tilting my head.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because . . . I just want to know."
Kuya Mike lets out a breath while grinning. "There's nothing you need to know, shortcake."
"Why?" I smirk. "Is there something that I should know?"
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