My Brother's Bestfriends

Chapter 1: Arrival

Note: This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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"Passengers we're already here in the Philippines. Thank you for choosing our airline! "

Hays. Nakakapagod umupo nang matagal sa eroplano by the way, I am Mitchelle Celine Andrada my friends call me Celine. Kararating ko lang from U.S. dun kasi ako nag-grade school until junior high, I am forced to go back here in the Philippines because my mom needs me to look after my younger brother. He is one year younger than me but we are at the same grade, maaga kasi siyang nag-aral.

I'm a Filipino kaya 'di ako hirap magtagalog. When I was young, I decided to study abroad because of an event that really changed my life. It was a selfish decision to leave my dad and my younger brother behind just to forget the things that happened to us pero that's the only way that I know para maka-recover mula sa pangyayaring 'yon. Ngayon, pinauuwi ako ni mommy kasi sumasakit na raw ang ulo niya sa kalokohan ng magaling kong kapatid so she asked me a favor, a favor to look after my younger brother. We will study at the same school at ang malala pa room we're classmates! Mark is a good looking guy that most of the girls could wish for. Ako? hindi ko yata namana ang kagandahan ng pamilya namin kasi I'm unattractive, laging may malaking salamin sa mata and very conservative pag dating sa pananamit. I'm always wearing a pants and shirt as my top o 'di kaya, polo-shirt pero sabi naman ng iba I am beautiful daw kung mag-aayos ako.

"Hey, Ate I missed you!" Oh and speaking of the devil and he shall appear. Nandito na ang napakabait kong kapatid, si Mark Zachary.

"Sorry but I don't feel the same. Ano nananaman ang ginawa mo at hindi ka na makayanan ni mommy ha?" I ask him habang nakataas yung kilay ko.

"Nothing Ate. Bakit ka nga pala nauwi? Are you staying here for good or you're just visiting us?" tanong ni Mark.

"I'll be staying here for good dahil babantayan ko ang bawat kilos mo!" I firmly said.

"What?! I'm old enough and I can handle myself!" he said.

"Shut up! papauwiin ba ako ni mom kung matino ka ha?! Just carry these bags at umuwi na tayo!" I shouted.

"Fine, Ate," he said.

As we arrived at our house, our butler welcomed me and put my baggage in my room.

"Hi, hija! Mom missed you so much," my mom said.

" I missed you too, Mom!" na-miss ko talaga si mommy for almost 12 years hindi ko siya  masyadong nakikita kasi most of the time nagte-text, call or Skype lang kami masyado kasi silang busy ni dad with our family business.

After few hours of talking to mom, someone knocked at our main door.

" Hello, Tita!" The guy greeted my mom at hindi siya nag-iisa. They are three.

" Oh, hello!" My mom greeted him back with a big smile plastered on her face.