Chad Danforth

Sa simula palang ay hindi na maganda ang impresyon ni Kathrina sa kapitbahay nilang si Dandreb. Lalo siyang nainis dito ng bansagan siya nitong “Manang”. Feeling close e bakasyonista lang naman ito sa kanilang lugar. Pero sa tuwing magkakatinginan sila ng binata at matitigan niya ang maganda nitong mga mata ay gusto yata niyang i-close ang sarili rito. Kahit inis na inis na siya ay hindi niya napigilan ang sariling magkagusto sa aroganteng binata. Lalo na nang ligawan siya nito. Hanggang sa magkaroon ito ng karibal sa panliligaw sa kanya ng dumating ang first love niyang si Chad. Kasing hot din ito ni Dandreb at talagang tumatak ito sa puso niya noon. Biglang nalito si Kathrina. Because she and Chad a ‘thing’ way back. She knew she needed to choose....

When I pester Sean Sackman, my childhood sweetheart, for a second time, he rejects me. "I don't have time for you now," he says. "It's Valentine's Day today, and the campus belle just agreed to go on a date with me this afternoon." Just as I am about to pleasure myself, his housemate, Chad Huxley, comes back. Several comments suddenly appear in front of me. "This is hilarious. The second male lead is literally burning with desire when he sees the female lead in her nightrobe. But he still has to hold it in and pretend to be unfazed. He's like a grumpy little puppy!" "I think the female lead should turn to the second male lead instead. Every time she goes to find her childhood sweetheart, the second male lead ends up taking a cold shower. Poor guy." "The second male lead might have an addiction, but he always keeps his hands to himself. Girl, a feast is literally right in front of you. Stop getting hung up on that idiot!" My eyes light up as I stare at Chad. "Can you help me with something?"

As I stepped out of my older brother's newly opened supermarket, the alarm suddenly rang. The sales assistant grimly reached out and grabbed me, "Miss, you haven't paid yet." I remembered that my buttons were made of metal, which triggered the alarm. After patiently explaining and easing the atmosphere, I said, "The owner of this supermarket is my older brother. He'll pay the bill." The sales assistant scoffed. "Your brother's the boss? Why not say he's your husband instead? You stole and refused to admit it. Pay up or I'll call the police immediately," she said and crumpled the receipt into a ball before throwing it at my face. I endured the humiliation and unfolded it. A baby pacifier for 100,000 dollars. Two packs of baby wet wipes for 200,000 dollars. Security personnel's hush fee, 300,000 dollars. All of the miscellaneous expenses added up to exactly one million dollars. I laughed in anger. "One million dollars? Why don't you just rob a bank? Go and get Chad Surrey. I want to see how I ended up with such a heartless brother." She rolled her eyes. "Don't pretend if you can't afford it, thief. Is Mr. Surrey someone you can see whenever you want?" When my parents came to help me, I said, "Only one of us exists in this family. It's either me or her."