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PRESENT TIMES "OH MY GOSH! DON'T tell me you're the chosen one?" Maribella shockingly uttered. I gave her a half smile and nodded. "My crazy classmates didn't vote for other candidates which led me to win the position." "And you're cool with that?" "What else can I do? Besides, I was thinking of it as an opening to get close to Ibarra." "You have a point. But… how did the other girls react to it?" "Oh please…" I exasperatedly sighed. "It's too embarrassing to tell. Not to mention, annoying. Well, we were all young at that time, so I think that was given." "CUT!" The director suddenly shouted and walked towards us. "We have to end the show. It's already way beyond our time." "Really?" Maribella checked her wristwatch. "Damn! Time really flies when you're having fun." She looked at me and apologetically smiled. "I desperately wanted to know what happened but it's the director's order. We have to cut it short." I bobbed my head. "Of course." "I'd like to ask you more. I wanted
Rebecca POV (LOOKING BACK… AGAIN) “IS THERE SOMEONE AGAINST Ginny for closing the nomination right away?” Ms. Leni asked and looked at my classmates. Obviously, some of them were against it. I can see the disagreement in their eyes but no one attempted to raise their hands. I decided to act on it myself. “Me! I don’t agree with this!” I frantically stated while staring at Hera as if she did something crazy. Well, voting a normie like me was indeed insane. Ms. Leni’s brow arched. “So you’re questioning Hera’s capability of choosing the muse for this class? Don’t you think that there’s a reason why she voted for you?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know… maybe she was just playing prank on me. Please don’t allow this Ms. Leni! We won’t win the pageant if you are seriously thinking of letting me join.” “I think you are perfect for the role, Rebecca.” A genuine smile formed on Hera’s lips. “And just so you know, I’m not playing a prank on you.” My glasses slid down on the bridge
GINNY’S POV IT WAS A WONDERFUL morning for me. The sun was radiantly smiling above us, I was able to arrive at school early and everything seems to be in their rightful places… … Until I heard someone yelped for help. I immediately ran towards the bathroom where I heard the pleading voice of a woman when Mitchell’s group suddenly walked out of the comfort room. They were all laughing hard and it came down on me that they must have done something mischievous again. Mitchell noticed me and pushed me by the shoulder before ordering her minions to quickly fled away from the scene. “What happened? I heard someone screamed.” I turned my head and saw Heiji’s worried face. “I’m not sure.” I looked back at the comfort room and walked inside it. “Hello?” Heiji watched me as I checked the cubicles. “Do I have to call Ms. Leni?” He asked. “Hold on. We have to check the situation first.” I pushed the next door but no one was there. “Hello? Please if someone is here then answer me
HEIJI'S POV I CAN FEEL MY CHEEKS burning when their eyes turned at me. I don't know if it was because of the cocktail I was drinking, or because of the embarrassment I felt after reminiscing about our high school days. That damned dress. My sister Hikaru asked me to bring it since they were going to have a party that night with her friends. I was planning to give it to her after school and will just meet her up at her all-girls dormitory. I never thought that the one she asked me to bring was the provocative dress that my Dad forbade her to wear. "Thanks to Heiji, I was able to see how Rebecca looked in a sexy dress." Hera said with a teasing smile on her lips. How I wish… "That’s true." Ginny seconded and focused her eyes at Rebecca. "Although I was a bit curious as to why you didn't seem to feel shy while wearing it. I mean, based on your personality, I was expecting to see you timidly checking the length of your dress. Or you’d be crying helplessly since it was showing to
HERA’S POV PRESENT TIME I WATCHED HOW Judiel and Rebecca bicker, and it reminded me of the days when we were still in high school. “Can you two grow up? I mean, years already passed and you two still fight like kids.” I scolded them since they were starting to attract the attention of the customers. They both stopped and smiled at me. “But this is our normal thing, Hera.” "I don't think you should even call this fighting." Judiel nonchalantly said. Rebecca nodded. "I agree." “Well, not the perfect place to do your 'normal thing' though.” I motioned them to check their surroundings which they did. “Sorry.” Rebecca said and took another shot of tequila on the table. “Since Mirajane and Judiel are already happily engaged, why not stop squabbling with each other and live in harmony? Don’t forget that Judiel also helped us with the makeover.” A sweet smile popped on my lips as we all started to remember that day… THE MAKEOVER PLAN IN HIGH SCHOOL WE WERE ALL STANDING outside the f
JUDIEL’S POV HIGH SCHOOL DAYS EVER SINCE I CAUGHT A glimpse of Rebecca’s flushed face while being teased to Ibarra, I was able to confirm that she was indeed in love with him. She never smiled at me that way and I know that she never will be since all I can get from her was hatred. I know she hated me for being so clingy and controlling… and yeah, for being so narcissistic that she even cried to me before, asking me to stop blocking people who wants to know her and befriended her. I tried! I tried to restrain myself from pushing people away from her but whenever I see that they were planning to do something bad, I just find myself protecting her. You see, Rebecca and my family are well-known in our area. Ever since I was young, my Dad taught me how to distinguish if a person wanted to do something funny or dangerous to another person. That’s the reason why I’m always on alert, especially when it comes to Rebecca. Our status made me become conscious of our safety. Fine, maybe I
REBECCA'S POV I JUST GOT HOME FROM Casa Blanca Bar alone since Mirajane decided to go with Judiel. We all decided to go home when we started to blabber about the past, resulting to loud laughter and unlimited teasing. Numerous customers already reported us so we chose to call it a night. I just had my bag placed in my room when my phone suddenly rang. It was a call from my editor – sharing the good news that the interview I had with IBS-CON network ranked number one in talk shows and that my book was once again sold out in a well-known bookstore. Elated I was, I ran inside my room and wrote about it in my journal. And while I was happily writing the news about my success, I caught a glimpse of an old notebook – stuck in between my two other novels. I pulled it out, and in an instant, the memories I had written in that diary rushed over me. I felt the urge to open it – which I did, and there I read what seems to happen like yesterday... ******************* Dear Diary, I'VE BEEN
Rebecca’s POV “ENOUGH WITH YOUR CHILDISH act and stay away from her!” I felt the intense disgust when Ibarra said those words. I peeked a little and saw how their lips parted in shock. The first one to recover was Mitchell who immediately took out her handkerchief and ran towards him. “I-I’m so sorry, Prince!” She was about to wipe the egg off his back when he shoved her hands and completely faced them – forcing me to show myself since I was tightly clinging on his uniform. The girls gasped upon seeing how close I was to Ibarra and that triggered Mitchell more. She gave me a death stare and grabbed me by my hair “You sly---!” “What happened here?!” The librarian entered the room and looked at us completely baffled. Saved by the bell! I was able to breath a bit better since Mrs. Reyes quickly removed her hands off my hair and got in between us. I shifted my position and hid behind Ibarra. “Didn’t you girls just recently go through detention for bullying Rebecca? Why are you doi