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

♨︎ Chaptah 8 ♨︎

JK'S P.O.V.

Bae. Bae. Bae. Bae.
Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.
Bae. Bae. Bae-

I snap out of my thoughts and face Camille, blushing. "Erm, s-sorry.." I start.
"Nah, it's ok..." she says.
I realize I enjoy kissing her. "Y-yeah...." I say.
Now she's blushing. "I didn't excpect myself to kiss you..." she admits.
"I know..." I say.
"I liked it though," she says.
"Me too," I admit.
"See you later, bae," she says, and leaves.

Bae.

Three letters meaning a thousand words.

Camille's P.O.V.

As I walk away, a thousand images flash in my head.
Darren?
Or Juan Karlos?

We broke up. It's nothing...right?
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Right?

And this new thing?
Will it fail?
No.
I won't break another heart.
Right?

Reese's P.O.V.

After the kiss, Darren and I play XBox Kinect at his house. It's bowling.
Note that "bowling" is two letters away from "boring."
And besides, I keep getting gutter balls.

Strike!! yells the console during Darren's turn. "You're up, Reese," he tells me.
Yes, Darren. I am up. Sky-high. Note the sarcasm.
"Ugghhh Darren, can we play beach volleyball?" I yell for the millionth time.
"It's a girl sport!" he says.
"SEXIST!" I accuse.
"Fine. Just for you." He changes the game.
Of course, I beat him at beach volleyball.

"DARREN!!" someone yells. It's his mom. Darren dashes towards her.

He later returns and we continue the game. But his heart is not into it. His enthusiasm, gone. After two games he faces me. "Your mom came, Reese," he says softly.
"She did?" I ask.
"You're moving again..."
"We just moved!!"
"...to Texas."
"AHHHHH!!! EBOLA!!!"
He looks at me sadly. "Not Texas. New York."
"Stop joking dude," I tell him.

"I'm not."