My good holy Lord, I have lots of dreams in life. I want to travel around the world, manage our company and have a happy family. I don't want to die young! But if this would be my last time breathing in this universe, I hope I would be reincarnated and meet my friends in my second life.
How ironic it is to die just because of a scissor and a moron above pressuring me to hand it to him.
I was stiffened in my position after my back hit onto something hard. I don't know if I am now paralysed or dead but one thing's for sure, I can feel my heart beating so fast.
My heart continues pounding with a heavy breath inside me, I don't know if this is the sign of dying but I heard someone clearing a throat near me.
"Ms. President, wake up," a familiar baritone voice whispered in my ear, giving me goosebumps.
Am I alive? No, I am alive! I am certainly alive!
I slowly opened my eyes and widened at once as his ocean blue eyes met mine. It's like sparkling water from a wide sea drowning the hell out of me. His pointed nose is so sexy plus his pink pouty lips can seduce and fool every other woman he could meet.
My heart was screaming inside when he smiled, exposing his cute little dimple on the right cheek. I haven't noticed him having one actually. I think I am melting with his stares.
"Am I handsome?" he asked.
"Yes," I unconsciously answered. Too late for me to realise and take back what I have said.
"I know you like me," my reflexes suddenly came back as I heard his words with a smirk. Thick faced monster!
I quickly punched his hard chest a lot of times. Instead of being hurt, he just smiled. So, I shook my body off until he put me down. I was about to slap him but before I could do it, he waved his hand on the air.
"Reminder; one slap, one kiss," he reminded, facing his cheek on me. I rolled my eyes and irritatedly walked away in his direction.
"You're welcome for saving you!" he continued, trying to piss me off. I didn't bother to turn my back just to thank him. I'm glad I'm saved but not glad to the person who saved me.
My irritation growed more when the guy above shouted "Hey, the scissor!"
I took a deep breath before irritatingly throwed it to the guy next to Blake. "Give it to him, an order from your student body president," he nodded before I walked away.
I frustratingly brushed my hair and covered my face using my hands as soon as I reached my seat. How long would my life be miserable and messed up around this guy? I groaned in frustration after realising my thoughts.
"Hey," I didn't dare to take a view on him.
"Stop pestering me, okay?!" I shouted without looking at him.
"I just… just… wanna ask for your signature… to confirm our attendance," I made a view on him stammering, but I was taken aback seeing the guy who I ordered to hand the scissor.
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean it," I apologised, lending my hand to get the sheet.
I scanned the paper he gave me which indicates the names of the basketball team. They are obliged to assist for the decoration as their training and below is my signature, as a proof that they are doing their part. I was surprised when my sight saw Blake's name, that answers why he is acting so arrogant.
After affixing my signature, I handed it back to him and announced to stop what they were doing. We shall continue this one tomorrow.
"Bye, Amber."
"See you, Ms. President."
"We will go ahead."
I nodded to all their greetings. I am limiting myself to talk back because I might say foul words to a wrong person again.
"See you tomorrow, Ms. President," I turned my back to see who's talking. My blood instantly boiled as I saw Blake with the moron guy beside him and other basketball players at their back.
I dashed my way to them and gave the moron a slap on his face. He was surprised looking at me, holding his face.
"Uh-oh one slap for Thunder!" the guy at his back laughed.
I crossed my arms over my chest and raised my brow. "So, your name is Thunder? Did you know that I almost died because of you?" I hollered.
He released a smirk. "Did I? Oh, I'm sorry," he answered sarcastically then tapped Blake's shoulder. "Thank you for saving our president who slapped me," he continued, shaking his head in disbelief.
"If only I knew Thunder, I should've not caught her and let her bones be broken instead," he chortled, making their way out.
I was rooted in my place as they left me dumbfounded. Now, I have to deal with a two day breaker.
It was already dark when I got out from the area. I hurriedly headed my way to the parking lot and fished the key from my bag. As soon as I found it, I instantly plopped myself on the seat and slammed my hands on the steering wheel. I am deeply annoyed with one person and now added one moron like him. What should I do? This would really affect my performance in school.
I took a deep breath, inserted the key and started the engine. Maybe I should try not talking and minding them. I safely drove off my car and luckily arrived home alive. I must eat a lot this meal to celebrate my second life.
"Marcus! I'm home!" I yelled, throwing myself on the couch, massaging my temples.
I heard no footsteps coming or any voice answering me so I called him back louder. Maybe he hasn't heard me.
"Marcus!"
Soon after, louder footsteps can be heard.
"Ma'am, Sir Marcus is not around, he is out of town," our housemaid, Charie, reminded me. I slapped my forehead two times and rested my feet on the center table.
"Yes, I forgot. Please prepare me some food," I pleased before leaning myself on the couch.
"Your eyes are cute," a girl commented, staring sweetly to a young man beside her while carefully sitting on the big branch of a tree.
The boy patted her head and smiled sheepishly. "You are cuter," he answered with a wink.
"You know what, let's climb up higher and get some fruits," he suggested, slowly stepping his right foot on the branch while his hands reached the smaller branch above them.
When he finally composed himself upright, he made a slow motion body shake as if a macho dancer dancing on a pole. The girl laughed so hard while witnessing the scene not until the boy stepped his foot on the wrong place causing him to lose his balance.
"Nooo!" I screamed between my heavy breath. I quickly sat down, hunched my back and covered my face using my palm. That was strange.
I took a few deep breaths while my heart is still racing inside. The fast pounding of my chest makes me feel dying as I am slowly losing my air. I heaved a loud sigh while placing my hands on my chest. I never thought to have a near death experience again just because of a dream. Since then, I never liked sleep dreams because it made my head and heart ache. I tardily opened my eyes and scanned the area I was in, making my brows raised. Did I have a sleep walk? I am still here in the living room.
"Ma'am, is there a problem?" Charie asked. I shifted my view on her who has a concerned look.
"Can you please give me a glass of water?" I said in a broken voice. My heart really aches, I can even feel the water on my eyes preparing to land down.
After a second, Charie came into view, handed me the glass of water. I immediately accepted it and took a few sips.
"Ma'am, your food is ready," another girl talked. We actually have four housemaids but I don't know all their names.
To conclude, it was a bad dream cause of tiredness.
"Just bring my food to my room," I replied.
I dizzily rushed my way upstairs before I could sleep on the couch again. Maybe I should take a bath first before eating.
"Yes Amber, I'm with your parents right at this moment," Marcus said on the next line.He called me just a few minutes after I arrived here at school. It was literally hard for me to wake up without someone shouting in my room when it's getting late. No one would remind me to eat first before going to school and chitchat me nonsense stuff until we both get tired talking. I miss him already. No Marcus for a day is dreary and hard for me."When will you come back? I miss you already. No Marcus with me eating breakfast, lunch or dinner is such an empty lonely day," I pouted."Oh, how sweet of you Amber. Maybe no more than a week, I'll be back.""That's great! I will wait for your comeback then. Please send my regards also to my parents," I said with a half smile.Heading my way in the cafeteria, I saw Blake together with the self-entitled Queen bee and
"Hello?! Is anybody here? Can someone hear me?!" I yelled so many times near the door. Hoping for a miracle to happen. I searched for things which could at least help me escape here but I only saw scissors. I forced myself to insert it on the locked door but accidentally slipped causing my hand to have a little cut. When I failed, I chose to sit on the floor. What if someone hasn't heard me. All the students on the campus were already resting themselves comfortably on their home. And all I can do is to wait here until tomorrow morning. I will sleep here all alone with flying insects or rats running nearby. Gosh! I'm getting paranoid. I stood up and kicked the door making my feet hurt. I don't know what I should be concerned about first. Either my growling stomach, my wound or how to escape here. I shouted once again as loud as I could. I don't care if my veins would be cut off or my voice would turn hoarse. My desire to escape here prevails. But… I see no hopes here.Maybe I shoul
I stared at Kuya Jon's phone for a minute. I can't memorise any of their numbers. Even mom, dad or Jordan's contact. I made a facepalm and simultaneously snapped my fingers on the air. Think Amber! Think!"Is there a problem, Ms. Ferrer?" Kuya Jon asked in curiosity.
The next day, I asked Lily to have lunch with me. I can't eat well in dining alone, it feels boring and empty. For the past few days at home, I ate only a few and sometimes asked our housemaids to eat with me at the table. With much presence around me while eating is better."Amber!" Lily greeted as soon as she arrived here in the cafeteria. She planted a kiss on my cheek before putting down her books and bag on the table."I missed you, Lily!" I exclaimed, grabbing her hand to sit beside me.She groaned a little when her waist bumped on the table. I smiled sheepishly and gave her a peace sign. She rolled her eyes then hugged me tight."It's been a year or a decade since we last met," we laughed when she said those words in sarcasm.She pulled herself away from me. "Do you have colds?" she asked, scanning me up and down before touching my forehead. Y
I looked up to meet Jordan's sight. I made a half smile then scratched my cheek."Why are you crying, Amber? Any problem?" he asked again.I rubbed my eyes and jotted my bottom lip down. "My eyes have dust inside, so itchy," I lied. Lily on my side gave me a wink.He drew near me then scanned my face and eyes. I crossed my finger at my back, wishing him to be convinced. My lips instantly curved when he cupped my face."That must be very itchy. Do we need to call your doctor?"Uh-oh. Doomed."No need Jordan, she's fine. I already checked her. I'm hungry, can we have our lunch?" Lily said, holding Jordan's arm. He pulled himself away from me and stood up straight."Sure. Let's get in, my treat," he answered. Lily and I exchange stares. Those war freaks are still inside.I
As soon as I arrived at home, I immediately plopped myself on the couch. I removed my sneakers then placed my feet on the center table. This day is tiresome. I leaned my back on the seat, massaging my temples. How was it possible to feel all the tiredness when I arrived here? I haven't felt this earlier in the Gymnasium."Ma'am Amber, Sir Marcus wants to talk to you." Charie, standing right next to me cooed. I was tired going upstairs just to answer his call. Why won't he just call me on the phone."Can you please tell him to phone me instead? Thank you," I replied, still in closed eyes.Her presence suddenly lost. Maybe she's heading her way upstairs, to the library where the telephone was. Just a few minutes later, I received a call from Marcus."Hey," I lazily greeted."Are you fine? You sound sick," he chuckled on the other line.&nb
My day went smooth, I did my normal routine as a student. Attend a class, study in the library and eat together with Lily and Jordan. No Celestine and the two nuts. No Blake in my sight. No stress, everything went alright.I think I was brought to the old times where I entered the campus peacefully and full of positive vibes. Just a wonderful day to be thankful for.Afternoon came and the school had a small number of present students because of the weather. Cold cloudy day with a touch of a wind, swaying the green leaves of trees. Maybe this was what Marcus was saying last night.I went to Gymnasium to check the situation and the people working there. I scanned the area, only a few of them who were present."Amber!" Carla waved her hand to catch my attention. I smiled at her. Way back then, Steph greets me like Carla does. How I miss her presence."Y
Imagine being together with the man who always ruins your day. Being locked in during a stormy night and almost got a heart attack from fear. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself. What takes Kuya Jon so long to make his rounds here? I want to go home.I instantly screamed when the light turned off followed by a thunderbolt. I tried to pick up my phone and dialed Jordan's number again and again but he is out of coverage. Everything was wrong timing. I wonder if they already lost their signals.A tear suddenly escaped to my eyes as I saw another flashes of lightning. This is so traumatising. Being in this kind of weather gave me only a chance to squeeze on my parents' bed or sleep in Marcus' room while he slept on the floor.I jolted at once when a blare crack of thunderclaps struck again. Plus, the loud pitter-patter of the rain outside adds my fright. I tried calling random people on my contacts but my sig