A Perfect Past
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Last published Sat, May 7, 2016
"Ugh! That stupid ass!"
I drove as fast as I can to keep myself calm. That man is full of bullshit. I hate him.
He keeps on stealing the spotlight ever since we were kids. That Terrence Anderson acts fake in front people and wants nothing more than my parents' attention.
What's mine is always mine. I always get what I want and so does he.
Well, that's because we are both Andersons.
I'm Ranz Tristan Anderson and everything I want is mine. The Andersons are one of the richest families in the world; with big and prominent businesses established.
I love my parents and they are only mine.
Terrence is like that, seeking for attention because he's just damn jealous. Because no matter how busy my parents are, they still have time for me.
Terrence's mom has already passed away and from what I see, he's taking my mom and her attention away from me. I don't like that. The image of him hugging my mother makes me sick.
I hate Terrence. I don't like his presence, his voice, his stupid face or to put it short, I hate all of him.
Another thing about Terrence is that he gets everything he wants except the girl he loves. Poor him.
And it hit me.
Why don't I make the girl he likes, like me? Or maybe, make the girl fall for me?
Then I'll make her say those three cliche words in front of my ass cousin.
DAYUM RANZ! Handsome and smart! Who would want to say no to this kind of face? This is a piece of cake. All I have to do is find that girl. This isn't going to be a problem.
I dial Andrei's number. He's my bro so he can be trusted.
"Hello, handsome Andrei speaking- Ugh, fuck. Get lost you stupid girl!" now that's our main problem everywhere. Girls being clingy.
"Sorry dude. A hoe just attacked me. So? What's up?" He says as I hear him lock his door.
"I want you to look for Terrence's ex girlfriend." I said, smirking.
"Woah, you two okay already?" He asked laughing.
"Ooh, we're better than okay. I have a surprise for my most beloved cousin."
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