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

Chaptah 5

Twittle's P.O.V.

"Are you gonna finish that popcorn?" my friend Andrea asks me, pointing a pink manicure at my food.
"Yeah," I answer, chewing the yummy kernels.
"Fine. Where did you buy it?"
I shush her and turn my eyes to Darren Espanto. Juan Karlos seems better now, though. He's walking towards the table.

"Hey, uh, Twittle?" he aks.
"Yeah Darren?" I say flirtily.
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!" he screams, grabbing me and shaking me. "YOU MADE US BREAK UP!!!" he says, tears forming.
"I didn't mean to! I didn't think she would notice!" I say.
"NOW I LIKE SOMEONE ELSE!!" he screams.
"Good for you," I mutter.
"AND SHE'S MAD!! MAD, MAD, MADDDDD!!"
"Well that sucks," I say, not really meaning it.
Darren frowns at me and leaves.

Who is this person??

Camille's P.O.V

"I was so, so weird the other day," I tell myself, pacing around in the empty canteen. I'm late for class but I don't care. "So, so weird," I say, louder. "Weird, weird, weird. Was I crazy? Probably. I didn't mean it. Ok maybe I did." It was a one-sided conversation and I knew it.

"Having fun chatting with yourself?" I hear the significant teasing voice. Darren! "Yes, you were weird."
Oh no, I tell myself. He's going in full rage mode.
"Maybe I am," he says! Holy shih tzu! I just spoke my thoughts!
"Yes, yes you did," Darren says, amused.

As my cheeks turn pink, I feel him hold my hand. Ohhhhh, I tell myself. This is so last school year.
"I know right?" says Darren.
"Ok," I tell him, as he sits us both down, "why are you here? And why are you soooo charming? Did I say that out loud?"
Darren now looks more amused. "You did! Stop speaking your private thoughts!"
"I'm trying!" I protest.
"Well...." he says, more seriously, "this whole thing is not going well. So, Camille, please..." he presses a flyer into my hand. "audition with me and JK for The Voice Kids."
I don't know what I'm going for, but I tell him, "HECK YEAH!!"

Twittle's P.O.V.

Hm. I was listening to their conversation. Eavesdropping, you might say. But I don't care. I'm going past that Camille girl. I broke them up on purpose, y'know. I've made up my mind. I'm auditioning with them.