CHAPTER 2-A

Agape's POV

"Good morning po, Miss Agape. I am Tinyong's wife."

(Po and Opo - are words used to show respect.)

"Oh, good morning too, Manang! How's your trip? Wait, come and join me. I bet you're weary. You can rest after this since the house's neat and clean. Come, come, come!" I invited and gave Manang Trining a hug for a warm welcome. I can tell they're shy. Oh, c'mon! They shouldn't be!

"Uhh, n-no. I'm fine, Miss Agape---"

"No, I insist. Come on!" I insisted and since they have no options left, they joined me. I smiled sweetly and widely. They look like my grandparents.

"By the way, don't be shy to ask anything you need. I won't mind." I said with a smile and served a plate for both. I bet Manang Trining is tired from her trip all the way here. And Manong Tinyong fetched her in the pier. Good thing they made it on time. I'm having breakfast now! Since I didn't know how to cook, I opened the canned goods and warmed the macaroni in the microwave. Hehe.

We shared stories while eating. We are busy chit-chatting to the point I didn't mind the time. Good thing Manong Tinyong called me. Phew. If ever, I will be late on my first day.

"See you later, Manang Trining!"

"Take care and have a safe trip!"

"Yup!"

Manong Tinyong opened the door for me so I hopped in. Luckily, it wasn't traffic, so I arrived at AoE fast. I bid my goodbye to him and went inside. Everyone is looking handsome and beautiful in their uniforms. They are happily talking to their friends. Sharing stories, things, and more. The place is so lively. I love the ambiance. I hope we can get along well. And I hope I can find true friends in this school. I never had one before.

"Isn't she the transferee?"

"Looks foreign. She's pretty."

"Was she a celebrity too?"

"Maybe a daughter of a politician. Or some rich-assed ones."

"Maybe. She can afford to buy things in Catwalk, oh."

"Rich kid!!!"

"Are they talking about me?" I whispered to myself as I look around. They are looking at me. And I know that they're really talking about me. It makes me conscious, though. I don't like too much attention.

I went straight to a restaurant first to buy a cake. I'm a cake addict. And I can't help but crave. Good thing there's a store of sweets in here. And all of them look delicious!

"Waaaaaah~ I love it~" I chanted while drooling. This cake is the best cake I've ever tasted---

"Ouch!" I exclaimed when a massive thing bumped to me. It made a loud thud. I felt like I was kicked. My butt hurts! And my cake...

"Uwaaaaaaah! My precious cake... " Oh, no! My cake! My cake! Uwaaaaaaaaaaaah!

"Oh? I'm sorry, Miss. My bad." A lazy, low-toned voice said. I paused and looked to the guy in front of me. He was sitting in a wheelchair. My jaw dropped a little.

"Need help?" He asked. I was like---hypnotized in his electric blue eyes. They are beautiful but it looks so lifeless, bored, and laziness was written all over it. H-He's so handsome...  Is he a prince?

"Hey, stand up. I will replace the cake. C'mon, you're looking stupid there." He said bluntly and that snapped me back to my senses. I stood up and brushed the dirt off my uniform. I looked at my cake with so much pity. My cake...

"KIRK! Shit!" I was startled by the voice. A blondie man, breathing heavily, approach the PWD man. He looks so worried, "Shit, bro! You're just here! You made me crazy looking for you, dumbass!" He said to the man who's just looking at him blankly.

"I was right here all the time." He simply said. The blondie man looks so frustrated and sighed. Then he looked at me.

"Wow, chick! Hi, Miss Gorg!" He greeted me with a creepy smile. That scares me. I held a step back a little. He's scary!

"You're scaring her, Phoenix. Buy her a new cake---"

"N-No! No, no, no. It's okay. I understand. I'm sorry. I think it was my fault. If only I'm looking on my way, I won't collide with you. I hope you're fine. I knew a good doctor. Won't you mind if I'll send you to him? I don't know your condition, but I feel bad at---"

"What are you saying?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows. I blinked.

"Uhm, I-I'm just lending a hand for you. You know...  There might still hope to cure you." I answered nervously. Is he angry? Do I offend him? Uwaaaaah!! Trouble!

"Are you saying that I'm a PWD?" He asked again. This time, his voice was kind of stern. I gulped and nodded. Suddenly, the blondie man bursts out in laughter. It confused me. Why is he laughing?

"PWD!? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" What's so funny!?

"I'm not a PWD." The lazy man said. He gained my attention again. My eyes widened. Feeling so flustered.

"WHY ARE YOU STANDING!? OH, MY GOOOOOD!!!" This is ridiculous! How come he can stand!? How!?

"Is this a miracle!? Oh, lord! I truly believe in you! This is a miracle!" I hysterically said and checked the man. But he seems so good. I can't see anything odd. He's normal.

"Are you stupid?" The lazy man snorted. And that made me paused with eyes widening.

"Pffft! Sorry, Miss. He's not a PWD. He's so lazy to the core to the point he hated walking already. So, he uses a wheelchair. Pffft! Bwahahahahahahaha! LOL!" The blondie man explained. I blinked.

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"W-What? Oh, gosh! I-I'm sorry, Mister! I've mistaken you for something you are not. That was bad of me. What can I do in return? I'm really, really sorry." I was flustered, embarrassed very much. This is so embarrassing!

He sat down to the wheelchair again. He even crossed his legs. He shakes his head, "Nothing. And about the cake, I'll send it to you. Phoenix, let's go. We'll be late." He said lazily. The blonde guy, chuckling, pushed the wheelchair and bid me goodbye.

"Wait! Uhm...  Can I know your name?" I asked. I don't know but I want to know his name. Maybe he's a prince?

"Kirk. Rampage Kirk Berlouz. Just call me... Kirk." He answered as he goes far away. Rampage Kirk Berlouz...  I smiled.

"I'm Agape Clive! See you around, Mr. Lazy!" I shouted so that he can still hear me. I watched them both as they fade away. I smiled.

"Rampage Kirk Berlouz...  Cool." I whispered and start making my way to my class. I'm getting excited! 

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"Please introduce yourself to them, Miss Agape." The teacher commanded. I smiled at her and nodded and faced them.

"Good morning, everyone. I am Agape Clive. Please be good to me. Thank you." I introduced and bowed a little. The whispers started again. Why are they always like that?

"HELLO, AGAPE! LET'S BE SEATMATES!" The loud woman said. She has this big, cheerful smile. She tapped the desk between her and Katerina. I looked at Ma'am and she nodded in approval. I smiled and walk towards them. My eyes caught the view of uhm, Kirkeu?

Waaah, 'Kirk' and 'Cake' sounds the same. I'm drooling. But wait a minute! We are classmates!?

"Hello, Cakeu!" I greeted him. I gained his attention. I smiled widely and wave at him. Then again, the class became noisy. He looked at me with lazy eyes before napping. Rude!

"Wow! Are you close with Fafa Rampage!?" The loud woman asked with so much awe. I sit down between them.

"Uhhh, no. We just happened to know each other. Earlier." I feel no awkwardness at all. I feel so comfortable with them.

"By the way, I'm Rossweisse Valkovich. And that one is Katerina Gibson. Nice meeting you, Agape! Let's be friends!" My eyes slowly went wide.

Friends? Did she just... asked me for a friendship?

"H-Hey. A-Are you crying? Omo! I didn't do anything!"

"Since when you became a bully of babies, Rossweisse?" Katerina hissed bluntly. That made me laugh. I wiped my tears away. Tears of happiness.

"I'm simply happy. This is the first time someone asked me for friendship." I answered honestly. By the looks of it, they were surprised.

"R-Really? Then, welcome to the circle, Beshie!" Rosseu welcomed warmly and gave me a peck to my cheek. I smiled widely because of that. She's so dear.

"Hey, Katerina! Aren't you going to greet our new Bestie!? You're so evil!" I gasped. E-Evil!? 

"Bitch. Shut up." She bluntly answered. They started bickering until the teacher scolded them. I chuckled. They're so cute!

"Hmmmmf." They both snorted to each other. I smiled as I look at both. Rossweisse is loud and dear. While Katerina is always blunt, but she does care. Though she's a bit intimidating, I can say that I can be used to her as time goes pass by. And I'm excited to travel with them, make memories with them, laugh with them, cry with them---I want to do all the things a real friend does. And I promise to myself,

I will treasure them.