Dumped by Mr. Playboy (ASHLEY 6) ☑

Braxten and Lalaine

What is my dream? What do I want to be when I grow up? Our Grade six teacher asked me earlier, and my answer? I want to be just always happy. My teacher seems unpleased with my answer, I wonder why? It's my dream not hers so why would she meddle with what I wanted? Tsk.

"Anak, why are you still there? Labas na, samahan mo ako may bibilhin tayo." My mom said, trying to make me get out from the van.

I'm bored so I went out from the van and accompanied mommy to the mall. We are here now in the province, in kidapawan city to be exact. And I would not want to go if mommy just didn't beg me to be with her, we're here to personally buy some furnitures for our resort in Davao. And I don't know why mommy asked Tito One to stop the van here? Shopping again?

Why do girls love new stuffs? Why do girls love shiny and attractive things? Why do girls love branded clothes and shoes? Tsk. What if the man who'll have interest with them can't afford those expensive things they want? They will dump them? Bitch.

"Mom, why are we here in a freaking make up section?" I asked. Annoyed.

Mom glared at me. "Your words, Braxten! You agreed to be with me so please stop complaining, at isa pa maraming babae ang nanonood sayo, baka maturn-off kung magsusungit ka."

I sigh frustratingly. I don't know if mom is being supportive or what? I love her but sometimes she's so hyperactive, she don't act like her age and act like a freaking teenager instead. Though she's adorable, I got annoyed most of the times. But I always try my best to not make her upset.

I licked my lower lip and scan the area. All girls even gays are looking at me, some of them even acted cute and sexy, even the sales lady are arranging the lipsticks near me even though it's already arranged.

"Mom, I'll just call Kuya, I'll be back..."

Mom nodded, still busy with the eye liners in front of her, can't she choose one already? I see no difference at all. I kissed her cheek before I leave. I took out my cell phone and dialed my brother's number while still walking. I cursed when someone suddenly ran into me, my cellphone fell but before I could get it, someone already picked it up.

"Sorry po, Kuya." there was a hint of fear in her voice. And she's lending me my phone back with her trembling hands.

I look at the girl whom I bumped with. Her hair is wavy, her eyes are neither big nor small, her nose is not so proud and her lips are so thin, and she's so short, well maybe not so much but for me she's so small, so young.

"Lalaine! Anak, halika ka na may nahanap na akong gloves dito!"

The girl immediately turn to the man who called her.

"Opo, Papa!" Her cute voice echoed.

Then she caught me off gaurd when she faced me with a smile. I was stunned for a moment, she looks more beautiful when she smiles. What the hell is happening to me? And why do I find this kid beautiful?

"Kuya, pasensya na ha? Di naman nasira eh, at mukha ka namang mayaman, bili ka nalang pag di na gumana, bye!" She hurriedly said and quickly held my hand and put my cellphone down in my palm.

Her sudden move, her sudden touch made my breathing hitch. The fuck? It's just a simple body contact but why does it feel like there's a million of voltages flowed to my veins? I've never felt something like this before. Ever.

After that day, I feel something in me changed. Something inside me is missing and being filled at the same time. It's confusing, specially that the face and smile of that girl is what I always dreamed of, and even though I was in the middle of doing something, I would sometimes stop from what I'm doing and think... of her.