Chapter 2 2

"Blew! It's finally time to eat! That's exactly what Papa said!" My elder brother yelled, and I lay on my bed, the laptop next to my head. I was still on Facebook, and it was still open.

"I'm still full, maybe later!"

I yelled back, then sat back down and returned my gaze to Facebook.

I had a flashback to what had transpired this afternoon.

I had barely scrolled down when my eyes were drawn to the side view of the monster. They did not put it under his name, but he found it.

View from the side. A genuine snatched shot

40,000 shares, 3000 comments, and 40,000 likes

Most of the reactions are from the bottom of people's hearts.

When I landed in my turmoil, it was as if I was an idiot who was stunned and rolled the case on the floor again.

"Ouch," I said, looking at the glass wall that was part of my room. I hadn't drawn the curtain, and it was pitch black outside.

There was a swarm of people standing in Mama's tiny garden, and he was tall and, based on the contour of his body and hair, appeared to be a guy.

I couldn't see my face because I couldn't see it. Then I stood in front of the glass wall, shook my cotton shorts, and removed my shirt, which had risen to the bottom of my chest.

When I looked down, there was no one there, and it was simply the wind, since it blew the leaves to the right.

I just ignored what I had seen before closing the curtain. When I returned to my bed, it surprised me with a slew of alerts. I simply vanished for a short period.

Julian Trouse mentioned you in her last post.

There have been 50,000 likes, 500 comments, and 100 shares.

I got smacked across the face, and when I clicked on the photo, there were probably four of them. When I turned around, I saw an angle in front of me and could see the sketch book I was carrying as well as my face. Really humiliating!

So Julian sometimes shocks me by using me as a test subject when he takes pictures of me.

For example, I'm quite humiliated. So my display image is a little farther away, and we were on the beach, and it was awkward since I didn't realize Julian had taken me in a black and lovely bikini with checkered long sleeves, so just my front was visible, and my shorts and sandals turned shades on me.

I laughed at Ian's face when he was caught because he threw the surfboard away, but I still tied it to his foot, making him unable to move.

That's when Julian saw a chance to steal me, and he even battled for him to change my profile and cover photo, so I had no option but to comply with Julian's bullying of me.

It's all right. There were 23,000 comments and 33,000 likes. I'm typically mocked since people believe I'm a nerd, so why am I wearing a bikini? It's all Julian's fault.

"Hello, pig! Your Dad mentioned that maybe you can buy your own food, the convenience store is near. We ran out of Manang's cooking. Sorry, young lady." My elder brother stated this as he placed the 500 peso bill on the side of my study table, inquired on my laptop, and sat on the side of my bed.

"How, a lot of likers and share for your Facebook, I can't believe that you're famous?" My older brother always know how to tease me.

I quickly took it home and, regrettably, Julian's tag photo of me welcomed me.

"Wow, you're photogenic!" My elder brother muttered as he pulled the laptop off my lap.

"Stop invading my privacy, for pete's sake." I was irritated and lightly smacked my older brother's arm.

My elder brother stopped laughing, and he, too, paused and gazed at the post as my eyes expanded.

I can't possibly be mistaken. That's me.

I'm from Emon, and I can't see your face since it's from the side, and a demon's face cannot be viewed at an angle.

My elder brother said, "It looks like you, oh," and I seized the laptop and looked at the image.

No way! It reminds me of myself.

"Who is he?"

I stated Shit! I'm hoping my brother won't notice.

"You're identical!"

"Wind! Where have you gone? Your girlfriend has called!" Mama yelled, and I took a big breath. My elder brother immediately came out of my room, not looking back at me. That's great news for me.

I re-examined the photograph, and there was even a caption for the classroom romance.

There is a lot of commentary and people enjoyed it, of course. Practically everyone in St. George enjoyed and commented on it.

I'm familiar with him. Demonitry Khalil Perez is his, and Trixia Blewy Gomez is hers.

We even mentioned both, and my laptop nearly erupted from the number of notifications and messages. What about the buddy request that was unexpectedly granted?

I switched off my laptop, then rose and changed into hooded sweatpants with long sleeves and shorts.

To save time, I used contact lenses.

I checked my wristwatch and saw that it was well beyond 9 p.m., so I dashed out of my room and stole the wallet, phone, and money off the side table.

I'm quite hungry.

I hurried downstairs and saw the maid, who was cleaning the dishes in the sink.

"Will you come out, Hija? I'll just cook you instead of buying food outside," Manang said, turning to face me.

I merely grinned and came to a halt, manang.

"Don't. I want halo-halo manang, and I also need to eat some of my cravings tonight." I answered pleasantly, then slipped on my sandals and left the house. The frigid wind met me and snatched spare keys from my hand so I wouldn't have to. I'll knock just in case I tire of going home.

Our village is peaceful, and there are no ignorant people who are kind; they are simply afraid.

I had already exited the gate when the guard just grinned at me.

I enjoy potato chips and mayonnaise. Then there are fries and a soda. There are also graham balls.

I look like a spitter and do not know where to get the other food that I am craving.

Even at night, I still stroll with many people.

I was in the dark, so I was a little terrified. Maybe I'll get my wallet and phone later. I should have packed a wallet instead.

I was going down the street, on the right side, with a car in front of me, and it seemed as if my spirit had gone to our house.

I didn't move until the car door opened and I exhaled deeply.

I ran back less than halfway through, and I didn't feel like anyone was following me, so I broke the laces of my sandals and landed on the road.

When I sense someone standing behind me, I try to stand up.

Why, Lord, is it this way?

I won't be able to move until he sits close behind me and assists me in standing up.

When I turned around, the devilish visage that met me shocked me, and my tears flowed.

"I thought I was going to die," I whispered, clutching his black shirt as he seated me on one of his legs and peered at me.

"Is it too late, why you're still here?" He inquired, then took off my sandals.

"I am hungry and want to eat something nice," I replied, tightening my grasp on his arm as we stood and proceeded. My phone and wallet were resting on my bowed belly.

"You can purchase it online," he remarked, and I flushed and turned away.

"I want to go out and choose the food that I want," I said. Then he slid open the passenger door and slid me inside the automobile. He jogged to the driver's seat after closing the door.

"Don't you have a driver?" He asked questions as he approached me.

"None." I answered, then turned to face him.

When he approached me, it took me aback and I closed my eyes.

I waited for the click, and the automobile moved.

"I'm exhausted," I remarked before closing my eyes.