Two Brides Are Better Than One

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The question of the day is... Buhay kaya sila Hannah and Lisa?

The answer is Hindi. Patay na sila. RIP. Char lang. basahin mo kung gusto mo malaman nangyari AHAHHAHAH.

Happy reading everyone!!!

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A heavy rainstorm fell from the heaven on year 2010. 7 years old Lisa peeked through the window with her toes on point. Watching each drop of rain fall from the grey sky.

A loud thunder roared on the sky.

"AAH!"

Lisa flinched when she heard the thunder, but what shocked her is the loud shriek of a girl who's sitting right beside her. It seems like the little girl's shriek is much louder than the thunder outside.

This made young Lisa quite irritated, making her stomp her feet slightly as she went back to her seat.

The teacher went beside the little girl's side assuring her that it's okay and there's nothing to be afraid of. While Lisa just watched the whole scenario.

"Okay class!" Their Art teacher called them with her left hand raised in a graceful way as she held the warmest smile a person can give. "Today...we're going to draw about things that we find beautiful"

Lisa looked down at her paper and turned her head to the side.

Things we find beautiful huh... what does that mean.

At age seven, Lisa finds it hard to understand what the teacher meant. She closed her eyes shut and clutched the paper and pencil tightly. Thinking hard of what to draw.

No matter how hard she tries to understand, she still doesn't know what to draw. Or more like she doesn't know what she finds beautiful.

She slowly opened her eyes and it landed on the little girl sitting beside her.

Lisa's eyes widened sparkle as she looked at the drawing intently. She clapped her hands together. Her lips stretching into a smile.

"Wow! Ang galing..." Lisa exclaimed aloud making the little girl turn her head around her. "How do you draw that?"

The little girl shrugged her shoulder at her, not saying a word. Then went back to brush her pencil on the paper, continuing to draw.

Lisa blinked at her and watch the little girl draw beside her, moving her eyes with each stroke of the pencil. Watching intently.

Then an idea popped in her head. Lighting the light bulb above her.

She quickly grabbed her pencil and started drawing random shapes and strokes, just anything to form what's on her mind.

Lisa doesn't know how to draw a simple person and if she does it's usually unidentifiable. She's probably the only seven years old who does not know how to draw anything.

"Class please pass your paper" The teacher announced in a high pitched, cheery voice.

One by one, the kids inside the class started to get up from their seats, each paper that was passed was earned by an exaggerated compliment by the teacher.

Lisa and the little girl passed their paper at the same exact time. Both looking up at their teacher, waiting for some kind of reaction.

"Both of your drawing is amazing!" The teacher praised them, as she lowers her head to meet the two kid's eyes.