Chapter III

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Chapter III
Kyle's Pov

"Ang sweet naman." Paglingon ko sa likod.

" Zues!"

"Hi bro." Sabay tapik nya sa balikat ko.

"Long time no see."

"Ahh yeah"

"Tss. Wala ka pa ring pinagbago."

"Gwapo pa rin ba? HAHAHA"

" Oo na lang. HAHAHA"

"Well, still me. By the way, is that Andrea?"

" Hmm" sang ayon ko. " Laki na noh?"

" Oo, parang kelan lang."

"Let's have coffee sometimes, if you're not busy."

" Sure."

" O sya! Nandon sila sa pool area. Maliligo lang ako."

" Sige sige"

He is Zues Quevorcio, one of my friends maybe since I was 7. He's father is my father's bestfriend kaya close ang family namin.

Parang nakatatandang kapatid na ang turing ko sa kanya. Sya kasi ang madalas kong kalaro noon at kakwentuhan, pag may outing lagi silang kasama.

Ang hindi ko lang talaga makasundo ay ang nakababata nitong kapatid. Sobrang taray, madalas tahimik lang at mag-isa.

"Psh"

Napangiti na lang ako ng maalala ko ang childhood memories ko with her. HAHAHA Aminado akong napakaiyakin ko noon. At sya lang ang palaging nakakapagpaiyak sakin.

-Flashback-
Scenario I

"Can we play ball?"

"No."

"Can we play cars?"

" No!"

"How about planes?"

"I said NO! I don't wanna play with you! Go away!! Go!!"

"Whaaaaaa!!!!"

" HAHAHA Crying baby. Run!"

" WHAAAAA!!!!! Mom...Dad..."

Scenario II

" Give these cookies to Shem bro."

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"She's a witch!"

" What? HAHAHA. Subukan mo lang, malay mo she'll be gentle to you."

" Really Zues?"

" Give it a try."

" Ok."

..................

" Shem I have cookies, you want some? W-what's this?"

"Red line. Don't cross the line! And I don't like cookies. Crying baby!"

"Ahmp. Whaaaaaa!!!!! Mom...dad..."

" Don't tell me magsusumbong ka na naman. Iyakin!"

Scenario III

" Are you following me? "

" No, I'm not. Parehas tayo ng dadaanan."

" Then keep your distance. And don't always stick around, annoying!"

" I'm not!"

" Oh? You want to cry? Go on crying baby!"

" Ahmp. I'm not going to cry! Ahmp. Ahmp."

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