“Is this already okay?” Miss Mia asked us as she sets up the two tents. I suggested we could sleep here or talk until sunrise, and these people are always on when it come to not sleeping.
I bob my head and gave her a warm smile. It's only the four of us here in this part of the resort. They say this part of the place requires a huge amount of money, I didn't know how Sir Flinn did it, he just show his ID, then we got a free access.
The sky is pretty with the stars shining on their own ways,and the moon is hiding behind the clouds but it's beauty still remains. Just perfect for this moment.
Sir Flinn and Tim are busy making the fire while I prepared the marshmallows we will eat for the campfire. I glanced at them and they are already arguing where to sit.
“No-I said move-you could sit there.” Miss Mia uttered as she points to the log next to Sir Flinn. Tim scratched his head while laughing. I gave them the stick with the mallows on it. I sat next to Miss Mia, then Sir Flinn on my side.
I catch Tim staring at me so I tilt my head to tell him that he's staring too long already. Sir Flinn seemed to notice us so he cleared his throat making Tim stared to the mallows he's holding and talk to it.I heard him mumbling the words, " why are you so cute? but I am sorry I need to burn you."
Idiot.
“Let's play a game?” Tim asked while pinching the innocent marshmallow.
“Hmm, sure.” I stated and then Miss Mia asked what game we'll play.
“How about Truth or Dare?”
“Sounds exciting...so who'll start?” Miss Mia questioned and then she started to each one of us. She started to melt the marshmallows she's holding and it was a great view with her lips forming a sweet smile.
“Me!” screamed Tim while raising his right arm like a kid in the kindergarten room. “Sir Flinn, truth or dare?” Then he gave Sir Flinn a 'scary' look.
“The truth one, young man.” He said while slowly making the marshmallows touch the fire.
“Okay.. Uhm..do you really not know the meaning of... monochromatic?”
I almost choked at his question as I didn't expect it. He's been asking me that sometimes too, in random times, he would tell me, " do you think Sir Flinn didn't really had an idea what monochromatic is?", then I would punch him lightly in his biceps.
Sir Flinn nod his head. “ Yes, I really don't know. I am only a elementary graduate,but now, I am living a great life.” The silence was awkward. “Tim, truth or dare?” he asked quickly after he responded To Tim's stupid question.
“Truth.”
“Are you okay?”
I immediately look at Tim after hearing the question. It was just a simple question but it made him speechless. I will have that same reaction if ever someone asks me if I am okay. Because not everyone cares about you,but that's okay. Not everyone matters.
“Yes... I am.” He said proudly and then smiled. “The day I met my angel, I know I am okay and I will be.”
He then stared at me. My heart skipped a beat, my throat got dry and my eyes couldn't stay looking at him. Why is he staring at me like that?
“Kath will melt, Timothy.” Miss Mia stated making me feel embarrassed. “ Is there a dirt in my face?” I said to shift the mood.
“Truth or Dare?”
“Huh?”
He just gave me a killer stare and smirked.
“T-truth.” I said and I can feel my cheeks are turning red. Why is he like this?
“Tell me your answer to my question, earlier.”
I stared at him. Then the question he asks me earlier played in my mind again. Again. Again.
What would you do if I die before you?
What would you do if I die before you?
Miss Mia cleared her throat and gazed at me then at Tim. “ Can we know the question?” she said in a hush voice.
I gulped and bit my lower lip.
“What would you do if I die before you?” he said making Miss Mia's mouth to open and mouthed 'oh'. Sir Tim is smiling, teasing at us. Oh, God, why is this happening to me?
I took a deep breathe and glanced at him.
“I want you to wait for me and I'll find you in the afterlife.”
“Just swim like a frog!” Miss Mia screamed while laughing as we witnessed how Sir Flinn wear his floater. He's face show how scared he is to meet the sea.“I don't know how a frog swims!” He screamed back making me giggle.Then later, Tim grab Sir Flinn to the water making him look like he haven't been to the beach in his whole life. I saw how Tim laughed when Sir Flinn shouted, “I know how to swim,now!”Miss Mia shake her head telling she can't believe Sir Flinn. We stayed in the cottage to prepare the foods. I sat down watching them having fun under the sun. There are also kids building sand castles, lovers flirting, and people like Tim and Sir Flinn.“Did Tim confessed something to you?”My eyes wide
I know he wasn't expecting that. I just felt the sudden urge to call him Grandpa and see his reaction. I know, he wants to hear it, too. He told me that he wants to feel that he is a grandpa, but he told me that I shouldn't force myself to call him as my grandfather if I am not ready yet. Even Tim and Miss Mia can't believe it. And then Sir Flinn-Grandpa, was looking at me with his teary eyed wet face.“Can you say it again?” His voice cracked and his tears will fall any moment.“Grandpa?” I uttered making him look up in the sky to stop his tears from escaping. I hugged him and whispered something into his ear. “Grandma must be happy seeing us right now.”We put back everything we used for the foods, collected all the trash that got sca
After trying most every ride, we stopped by a store that sells mango shake. I felt like my soul left my body riding the Vikings. I suddenly remembered Miss Mia cursing at every second as it suddenly goes down, then after the ride, she never stopped cursing until she got tired. Honestly, it made me feel the happiest.I took a picture of the surrounding and it was nostalgic. I felt like I am a girl and went back to the 80's where people doesn't think too much and just seizing the moments. We roam around the place and bought some stuffs for souvenirs. I bought bunch of hair clips for Kira, and for me. We also bought keychains, some tumblers, and cute head bands.“My stomach is telling me to eat.” Said Tim while overdramatically acting his starving as he put his hands on his belly and frown. We walk straight to the food area and we saw a stall that sells burgers and I was
I want to call him, talk to him-just the two of us and ask him about the things he told me and what I meant to him. Lately, he's been telling me words that a stupid friend wouldn't tell you. I don't want to feel awkward with him and I don't want him to. I just want to clear out things that's been living in my mind for hours now.I never been in love. I mean.. with real people. I only cry over boys who are fictional. I never waste my tears crying over a boy who doesn't think enough about his future-and it's a big turn off. I don't really have an ideal guy, as long as you're hardworking, honest, and most especially- a dreamer.A dreamer who shares his dreams with me. A dreamer that isn't afraid to take risks. The one who would accept me and my 20 other personalities. Too much, maybe he's not existing.But I already had a crush,but I don't consider it as 'love' because it was
Flinn's Bucket List1. Make Tim cry.2. Witness more than 100 sunsets.3. Have a new introduction for the customers.4.Witness how the clouds changes from blue to black.5.Visit Melissa's grave with Kath.I read it again and again. I always get stucked with the last one. I want to visit her, soon.I glanced at Tim who's now writing his bucket list.“Why do you want to make me cry?” he asked while his focus is still on his paper.“Only me knows.” Grandpa replied.“ I'm done.” Miss Mia said and gave me her paper.We gathered together and sat by the lonely seashore. Since this will be the last day of our trip, we want to make it memorable.
I wore the bracelet Tim gave me. He said he haven't seen me wore it since the day he gave it to me. I explained that I care of things that was given to me and I don't want them to expose. That was a white lie 'cause I honestly forgot about it.Things have been clear to me, he's that kid who always wear a Spider-Man mask. They left the village that time when I couldn't find him anymore. And then when he turned into a teenager, they went back to the village. At first I couldn't believe it until he told me stuffs only the seven-year old him and the six-year old me know. And he haven't told me stupid stuffs like what he said these past few weeks. He's been acting normal and like an idiot which is I am used to.We got a lot of customers today-the music track is changed now and there's also new books. There are also faces that I already memorized as they
What if no one will read my book?But what if it will be the bestselling?What if they think I am illed?What if they think I am rare?“Ugh! I don't know Tim.”“Too obvious, Kath. Tim's not here.”I look up to Grandpa who's now frowning.“ I'm just talking with myself.”“It seems important.” He stated as he turned the sign in the door from 'open' to 'closed'.“I want to write a book..but I don't think people will read it.” I spoke the thought that kept on running in my head.He pulled the chair in front of me and sat down, looking at the wall. “ You should write for yourself, before others.”I gazed at him and took a deep breath.“ When you write, write b
“Mom-No-I won't go with you!” I screamed as I took her hands away from me, moving a step backward, trying to run, but my feet are frozen in the ground.“No, Zoe. You need to come with me. You can't stay in this-”“ I will stay!” I shouted emphasizing the last word, her face stayed calm and it's only the two of us, and her car.She came near to me and caressed my shoulder down my arms then to holding my hands making my spine shiver.“Honey, what I am doing is the best for you-”"No!" I shouted and then I felt my adrenaline rush, my cold sweats and then I saw the wall.A nightmare.Just a nightmare, Kathareen