CHAPTER 05 | Brena Quin Baesa

BRENA QUIN BAESAS ’ s P.O.V.

 

 

I was about to get out of the car when suddenly my phone rang from my skirt pocket.

“Notification from HIS group app.”

HIS group app, this is an application exclusively for Heirs International School students,  like me. This is just like other social media accounts that can post status and pictures, the difference between posting about it and events within HIS is that it cannot appear on other social media accounts, otherwise there is a corresponding penalty if it violates it.

“What is the meaning of this?” I whispered.

There was a video uploaded to the HIS group app that, Patrice was supposed to pour orange juice in a can, but Andrew suddenly stopped him so he was the first to throw it.

“This is Rachelle.”  I whispered.  She is Andrew’s fan girl president.  She has long liked to Andrew.

I was held tightly to my phone.  I got out of the car and slammed the door shut out of annoyance.

 

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PATIRCE  MAURICIO ‘s P.O.V.

   

“Patrice!”

We all watched as Brena arrived.  How could we not look at her, especially me.  He just shouted my name. I think her shout reached another classroom.

Brena ran closer to me.  “I heard what happened to you and saw it on the HIS group app.  Are you okay?  Why did Rachelle fight you?  What else did that woman do to you?  Tell me, because I myself will face them all to defend you.” Brena asked me many questions and had a worried face while asking me.

I laughed a little at Brena.  It was obvious to her that she was really worried about me because of what had happened earlier.

“Do not worry. I’m fine. I was not hurt.”  My answer.

I was surprised when Brena suddenly stood up.  Go to the teacher’s table in the middle. The white board was rattled, a reason for everyone here to look at him again.

“Listen guys!”  Brena shouted.

What will Brena do?

“Try to hurt my friend Patrice, as other students did and, as Rachelle did. I will meet you myself, you will pay from.  Do you understand?!”

Wow.  Brena is really cool.

“Yes, ma’am!”

“We understand!”

“No problem!”

Wow. Brena is so impressive.  All of my classmates agreed with what Brena said, the others even looked at me then gave me a smile and thumbs up, as if they were saying that my opponent is no longer in this classroom and can  I want them all to be friends.

“One more. I want you all to report to me who dare to fight with my friend.  Do you understand?!”

Again all my classmates agreed with Brena.

Before Brena left in front of the teacher’s table, that Alex Shin and Andrew entered the classroom.  Shin approached Brena.  That Shin said something to Brena, but I didn’t hear because of the noise here.  Then they both smiled.  Are the two of them close?

I took my eyes off Brena and to that Playboy Shin, as Andrew passed our place. He changed his uniform to P.E. uniform.

When Andrew took his seat, I arranged to sit down.

I want to talk to Andrew.  I want to thank him for what he did earlier. I haven’t thanked him for blocking him before because he left immediately.  But, I also don’t know how to approach him.  Andrew wasn't rude, but I noticed that he didn’t talk to other students like me either except to his friends.

I glanced at Andrew, I suddenly smiled and immediately took my eyes off him.  Andrew smiled at me.  He smiled at me.  The beauty of his smile, soothing.

I straightened my frizzy hair then looked at Andrew again.

When I looked at Andrew again it was accompanied by a gust of wind from the window just next to Andrew.  Andrew, on the other hand, was just looking outside. Not smiling, not frowning either.

Only now have I been able to observe Andrew's face.  Her skin is naturally white, his eyes are narrow, his lips are pink, his nose is piercing, he has a smooth face. I suddenly smiled. I just want to stare at him.

I closed my eyes, to muster up the courage to talk to Andrew.  Not scary to talk to Andrew, but I feel nervous to talk to him.

I let out a sigh and then smiled.  I’m going to talk to Andrew, to be able to thank him.

I slowly opened my eyes.  And, when I opened my eyes. My eyes suddenly went round and round in shock, when the face of this Antipathetic Playboy Alex Shin appeared too close to my face.

“Your breath stinks.”

“Ah!” I screamed, then I was out of balance so I fell into my seat.

“What is that? Strawberry?” This Antipathetic Playboy Shin taught me, then it laughed out loud.

“Jerk!” I shouted to him.

What this Antipathetic Playboy is looking at is my shorts under my skirt. My shorts are seen because I am out of balance.

“You’re the one who showed that to me!”  He said while laughing.

Brena, helped me stand up.

“Are you okay?”  Brena asked me after she helped me.

“Hmm…” I nodded. “A little bit.”

“Hey, Miss Strawberry,”

I looked at Antipathetic Playboy.

“Hey, Alex, Stop.” Brena said to Alex, then look at me.  “Strawberry… I mean Patrice.”

I looked at Brena too.

“Just kidding.”  Then she signed peace to me with a smile.

“Miss Strawberry, did you brush your teeth today?”

I looked at this Shin again.

“I'm always brushing my teeth.”

“Well, it’s not obvious.” This Shin said, then he laughed.

“What did you say?!”

“Nothing.”

“Jerk! Jerk! Jerk! Jerk!” I shouted at him and I sat down in my chair.

Annoying.  This Antipathetic man is annoying. Very rude. Very jerk.

As I sat down, Brena moved her chair closer to me.

“Why were you looking at Andrew earlier?”  Brena whispered a question to me.

“I should just thank him for what he did to help me, otherwise I might have seen my bra. I only have a bra inside my uniform.” I whisper to Brena.

“What’s the design of that bra? Strawberry?”

I looked to my right as this Shin broke into our conversation.

“Won't you stop?” I threaten.

“Aren’t you going to stop?”

“For what?”

“To talk.”

“I do not want to.”  I will not stop blabbering on just because he said.

“Why would I stop blabbering on?”

“Well, you must get ready.” He said and smirked.

“What?”

The playboy Shin pointed to the front, and I looked doubtful there. I suddenly smiled when I saw our Math Teacher smiling as she looked at me.

“Good morning, Ma’am.”

“Ma'am, '' she said,”  this playboy Shin pointed out to me. “She doesn't want to stop blabbering on. She will continue to talk with Brena, and doesn't care when the class starts.”

I got up. “Ma’am, that’s not true.”

“Ma’am, I heard a lot and you heard what she said.”

Antipathetic-arrogant Playboy, Shin. I really hate you.

“Miss Patrice Mauricio, take your belongings and go to the very back, and stand there until the end of class.

“Ma’am!” I appeal.

“You can only sit down when you have answered at least one math problem question.”

Why can’t math solve its own problem?  I am also affected by his problem.

I stood up and went to my seat at the very back and, when I came here. I could almost throw my thick math book in the face of that Shin, when he grumpily smiled at me.

Annoying, Shin.

  

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Our class finally ended. Our teacher, teach in great detail, in too much detail I do not understand anything at all taught us

“Alex, let’s go?” I heard another woman in Brena and I's row.

I was just shakin my head.  Didn’t this Playboy get tired of his daily dating with different women in just one week–no, just one day? He just likes collecting clothes and how he can change a woman.

“Bye, Miss Strawberry.”

I looked at Shin, and he looked at me too.

My jaw was left in the air as it waved at me and winked at me. His grin and wink were nauseating.

When I put away my things, I noticed that there were only three of us, Andrew, Brena and I were the only ones left in the classroom.

“Are you going straight to your home, Andrew?” Brena casually asked Andrew.

Close the two of them?

Andrew just nodded, then it left as well.

“Andrew and you, are you close?”  I asked Brena softly as we clutched our bags.

“Hmm… a little.  Yes. '' Brena's answer was ambiguous. “I was with him when I became Student council when we were in grade 10.”

“Were you a student council?  What is your position?”

“Student council president.”

I was caught in my mouth.  That is why other students are afraid of her and others follow her, because she once led the students.  Brena is really cool.

“Brother!”

Brena and I looked at each other from outside when a woman shouted and Andrew approached her.

Brother?  Does that mean that’s Andrew’s sister?

The woman looked at it and called Andrew Brother, then waved at Brena.

“Brena!” The woman greeted Brena warmly.

Brena waved back, then walked quickly towards the woman.  I, in turn, followed her.

“Hello, Andrea.  How’s it to be in grade 10?” Brena asked that her name was Andrea.

Andrea, on the other hand, grabbed my attention.  So I just smiled at her, my teeth sticking out.

“Oh, by the way. Andrea, this is Patrice, my new friend. And, Patrice, this is Andrea Jayne, Andrew’s younger sister.”

Andrew still has a younger sister, I thought…

Andrea extended her hand to shake hands. “The one and only beautiful sister of John Andrew Cabrera. I’m Andrea Jayne Cabrera, but you can call me Andrea.  Nice meeting you.”  Andrea greeted me warmly.

I shook hands with Andrea. “Nice meeting you, too.”  I smiled in response.

Andrea looks kind and jolly.  I hope the two of us get along.

“Why are you here?” Andrew asked his sister, Andrea.

Andrea suddenly smiled broadly.  Then look at Brena. “I need a companion at the mall. I will have something to buy.”

“I’ll join you at the mall.” Said Andrew.

“No.” Andrea answered immediately.  “This is a girl thing, so you can’t.”  Andrea said to Andrew.

Andrea looked at Brena. “Can you come with me instead?”

“Sure! No problem. I won’t do anything either.”

“Great! Thank you, Brena.  You’re the best!”

I smiled. Andrea and Brena look very close.

“Hey, Patrice.”

I looked at Brena when I called.

“Would you like to come with us?” Brena asked me.

My ears seemed to light up at Brena’s question to me.

“If possible?” I  ask.

Brena looked at Andrea as if asking her permission if I could come along to them.

“Of course! Let’s go!”  Then Andrea smiled at me.

“Thank you!”  I almost cried when I told them. “Let's go!”  I’m excited to be with them.

They laughed at my reaction.  I don’t blame them, because only now I can have fun again.