Classmates: A The Voice Kids PH and Joaquin Lucas Reyes Fanfic

✌️ Chaptah 3 ✌️

I enter the house drenched, much to my brother's amusement. We both chillax on our beanbags. When our parents come home, they see us like that.

"I have something to tell you kids," my mom says.
"WE'RE MOVING!!" finishes my dad.
"Where?" Jack asks.
"To a neighboring village," says my dad.

Ugh.
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MOVING DAY!!!

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door

I'm actually singing for once. I'm not sure if the lyrics are right. They sound like that in the CD. I continue singing.
About half an hour later, we reach our new home, a big white house in a richer neighborhood. I grab my duffel bag and go inside. I look around, unsure.

"Your room is the first door on the right upstairs," my mom says helpfully.
I go upstairs and arrange my things.

I don't really get the job done. I'm too busy looking out the window. Right next door is an even bigger house. It's color is cream and white, and it has these long supports.

My dad barges in. He might scold me for not unpacking. I cringe, but he says nothing. Instead, he looks at what I'm looking at, and smiles.

"They're rich fellas, aren't they?" he says.
I break into a smile. "Yeah."
"We don't need that much extravagance, Reese," he says, smiling. He messes up my hair.
"Uhhm ok. Who lives there?" I ask him.
"I'm not sure," he answers. Then, he leaves my room.
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THE NEXT DAY
Dad is driving me to school. This is surreal. I've never been driven to school, ever.

We're still near home. I can see that another car, a gray Honda CRV, is going out from the driveway of the house next door. I roll down the window. We're stuck in traffic, and we're only a few meters from home!

"COME ON KARLOS LABAJO! IT'S GETTING TRAFFIC!" says a lady.
"Coming mom!" a boy says.

OHMYGAWSH. It's my classmate, Juan Karlos!
He runs his hand through his hair and enters the car. They are two cars behind us.
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DISMISSAL
I don't have any plans this time. Karla and I can't walk together anymore. I sigh and wait silently in the waiting area.

I hear the unmistakable sound of someone failing at Flappy Bird. I look up.
Juan Karlos is right next to me. He smiles at me. "I thought you walk home," he says.
"I used to. We moved yesterday," I tell him.
"Cool," he says. He grins, and says, "Want to go to the canteen while waiting?"
"Sure!" I say. We scramble out of our seats and buy ice cream.
"I'll pay for it," Juan Karlos says. He dishes out some money and we both sit there, eating our Cornettos.

We hear tires squealing and rush back to the waiting area, where our parents are. They take our hands.

Ahhhh, another long drive home.

A/N: Sorry if this is kinda short. I've never done an Author's Note, but who do you ship more? Darren and Reese or JK and Reese? If you have any ship names, feel free to comment because I have no ideas.

Toodles!
- ultrasmileheather