Archenemies (Improved)

Chapter 37: Typhoon Marina (Princess' Side)

:))))) Controvensial chapter. And again, a lot is revealed.

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Princess' Side <3

Mother Nature must be punishing me for being a lousy friend.

I didn’t get the letter and I couldn’t contact Jaime. Any time now, Mikee could be reading the very thing that could give my best friend a heart attack.

I am a lousy pansy best friend.

As revenge, Mother Nature’s cooking up one great storm.

"There would be a sudden attack of super typhoon Marina in almost fifty cities all over the country. Everyone is advised to stay indoors and to prepare for the worst possi--" I turn off the television and throw the remote somewhere to my right.

 Well, this sucks.

 Rain always messes up the best of my life. Because of it, we couldn't push through with the première. All our hard efforts would be lost.

And this is not just rain; it's a super typhoon that's coming. Who knows what else might happen!

 The night continues with the dancing of the water drops by our windows but not even its catchy rhythm relaxes me.

Andy shifts his position often, possibly due to absolute boredom. He's scheduled to play with Sydney tomorrow but he knows that he can't.

They've started making a Lego castle days ago and he always told me that they're going to finish it together and he couldn't work on it alone.

Other than that, he's got nothing planned except to annoy me.

 I try to relax myself by burying my face under my pillows.

I still can't believe that the play is postponed. A part of me wants to cry over it but a greater force stops me from doing so.

I should be optimistic. The rain would go away and this would only be a joke. The weather man will say "Let's all laugh at me for my stupid prediction!" Then he would probably get fired and I would have great day ahead.

As good as that sounds, I couldn't have one man's unemployment under my conscience.

 "Tip-tap-tip-tap," There's nothing but the pitter-patter of the rain, silence, and me inside my room. If this continues, I might prove the expression "bored to death".

 Instead of dying, I prefer rummaging through my phone. I decide to text someone - anyone to have something to do.

As I scan my contacts, I come across Vince's name. I debate internally whether I should send him a message or not. What could I tell him anyway?

Before I can come up with a better idea, my impulsiveness takes action.

 "Hi." I send the message to him.

 That short word suddenly makes me feel alive and nervous. I calm down myself as I jump up the bed with the phone in my hands. Everything about Vince makes me feel this way -tensed. Somehow, my idea worked because my heart sure isn't dull now; it's pounding!

 A part of me wants him to reply and maybe just start a casual conversation but a realistic part of me says that he won't.

 But he did reply.

 "You must be insane. You'd have no other reason to text me." He replies.

 There he is, back to his arrogant ways.

 "That perhaps might be my biggest mistake. Don't reply." I send him.

That probably sounds rude and horrible but I have to stop our “connection”. If not, I might explode. He just drives me crazy.