What a coincidence. Maybe her girlfriend and I have the same size?
The sales lady he just asked to assist him entered the same door where the lady who asked for my size entered earlier. I sat down on the couch, and he did, too, at the sofa across me.
When he removed his cap and ran his fingers through his hair, I heard the gasps of the other staff behind the counter. Wearing a black polo shirt and maong pants paired with white shoes, he looks young, but I’m not sure.
He sat and looked so manly in front of me. I pursued my lips, preventing myself from smiling as I saw how the female staff gushed over him. I get that he’s handsome, but how can they be head over heels over a stranger? Unless he’s a regular customer?
He suddenly lifts his face, and our eyes met. He looked at me with strange eyes, so I raised my eyebrow at him and looked away.
He might assume I am checking him. Boys nowadays are very unpredictable.
The sales lady who assists me came back with a box in her hands, and she went to me with a wide smile.
“This is our last stock for size 9, Ma’am.”
I happily removed my sneakers and fit them. The sales lady who assists the guy in front of me went back and looked disappointed.
Oh, I think I know what will happen.
“I’m sorry, Sir. We just ran out of size 9 stocks. Would you like to see our size 10?”
I saw in the corner of my eye that the guy looked at me, so I looked back at him, too.
What are you staring at? This is mine. I got my hands on this first.
“No. I need a size 9,” he said in a serious voice.
“Sir, if you like, we can place an order for you. You can come back next week-“
“I need it today,” he cut her off.
“We’re sorry, Sir,” they all looked scared because of him.
I don’t know who he is but a woman wearing a suit in her late 20’s came to him and asked him if he wants to look at the other designs.
Maybe he’s a big shot?
“Did you see me looked at other designs except for this?” It’s like he pointed a sword at the shoes I’m wearing with his eyes.
I put back the heels inside the box and placed them beside me.
“Go to another store and find a pair that looks exactly like what you need. It is very inappropriate to create a fuss over something this small. Stop making them feel like it’s their fault,” I said to myself while wearing my sneakers.
I really hate it when people like him use their authority or power to get what they want.
I might not know who he is, but I know exactly what he’s like. I’ve encountered a lot like him before.
“Checking inventories of products that are fast-moving in a store is a must. Of course, a lazy businesswoman wouldn’t think of that.”
All of the staff looked at me. When I looked at him, his eyes are focused on me, but he suddenly switched it to the manager.
“I’m talking to you,” he said to her.
I gritted my teeth and licked my lower lip before biting it and running my fingers through my hair abruptly because I just felt annoyed.
“We’re sorry, Sir. We’ll keep it in mind.”
After scolding the manager, I thought he’ll leave immediately, but he stayed and just sat there. Everyone in the store except him is confused.
“A-are you interested in looking at other designs, Sir?” One of the salesladies nervously asked when they realized what is going on.
He looked straight at me. “I told you before. I’m not interested in those. I. Want. That. Only.”
His stares are giving me the chills.
“Besides, you cannot tell me that you’re out of stock because I still see a pair of them in my desired size,” he added.
This guy is just unbelievable!
“I already have it. It’s mine! What else are you after for?” I scowled.
I failed to keep those thoughts inside my head because he pisses me even more.
“I haven’t seen you pay for it,” he answered back.
“I will pay for it! I’ll choose a couple more shoes, and I’ll pay for everything at the counter!”
“Then let me see it with my own two eyes. After that, I’d be more willing to leave,” he said with a smirk.
Let’s see whose time will go to waste, then.
I checked every shoe from shelf to shelf and in every single corner of the store. I picked out everything that meets my preference, and I made sure to waste time. I asked the sales lady to get a size 9 for every pair of shoes I picked. It will not be a waste because I can give this a gift for Hana, Sara, and Abi. For my Mom and my Aunties, too. I want to prove to this guy in front of me that I’ll definitely buy the pair he wanted the most!
“How old are you?” Someone asked while I fit a pair of flats.
When I looked at the sales lady beside me, she shook her head and used her lips to point the guy in front of me. My eyebrows meet when I saw him looking down at his cellphone.
What? Who asked the question?
“We’re the only customers here. None of the staff here are interested in your age. They only want your money,” he suddenly said.
I squinted my eyes before answering his question. If I tell him that I’m still a minor, maybe he’ll belittle me and take advantage of me.
I have to outsmart him.
“I’m 22,” I proudly lied.
I heard him chuckled. My forehead creased. The staff near me smiled, too.
“You look like a kid to me,” and then he scanned me from head to toe.
“Stop staring!” I shouted.
“And you act like a kid, too….”
Seventeen is already a teen, not a kid, Mister.
“If I’m still a kid, my parents will not let me buy all of these shoes in a single visit,” I answered back. “That would make me a brat.”
“Exactly.”
He stopped for a moment.
“So, where are your parents?” He asked.
I remembered the scene earlier at our house. I wonder where my parents are right now. Are they back at home? Are they still fighting? I erased all of those thoughts in my head and stood up.
“You should leave. I’m going to pay for these now, and it might hurt you, so….”
He smirked and licked his lower lip because of the insult I gave him.
He didn’t leave as I expected, so I ignored him and paid attention to my shoes while they fall in line towards the counter. Everything was going well when my phone rang, and it’s Abigail who’s calling.
“Where are you? We have to leave,” Abigail sounds different.
“What? Why?”
“I’ll tell you once you got here. Just come here-“
“Wait, I can’t understand. What exactly is going-“
“Now, Jael! I need you to leave now!”
I panicked out of the blue. I gathered my things and was about to pass by everyone, but I stumble on a pile of shoeboxes, and my face almost hit the poor, but the guy in front of me was able to catch me.
I felt his firm hold on my hand and the other on my waist.
“I-I have to go….”
“What about the-“
“I said I have to go!” I pushed him and left the store immediately.
I was running so fast to get to where my cousins are. I bumped into many persons, and I didn’t have the chance to say sorry because I was so nervous to the point I couldn’t breathe properly. Why is Abigail like that? What happened? The tips of my hair are pounding against my shoulder because of my high pony. From afar, I saw Aaron and Rueben waiting for me outside the car. They looked disturbed, and it made me scared even more. “W-what’s happening?” “Get inside now,” Rueben commanded. Aaron opened the door for me. Abigail is crying, and Sara immediately hugged me. “H-hey… what’s wrong? Why are y-you all being like this?!” No one’s answering me. I feel like I’m about to go crazy! “Drive now, David!” I started crying. Hana is comforting Abigail because she keeps on sobbing even though my cousins already told her to stop. They all rushed inside the house when the car stopped. Rueben held me because my knees
I stared blankly at the white wall. The silence is deafening. I sat here, lifeless, while everyone is praying and hoping that my parents will get through this. Even if it was unbearable to see, I looked back to see my parents. They're both lying on different beds with different machines attached to them. I could feel they're struggling. And it just pains me more to see them both there. Sara's not here. She couldn't even move when Uncle William fetch us earlier so we can rush here. She's too shocked to process everything right now. How ironic, right? She a nursing student, but she can’t even do something right now. Uncle Lucas is on his phone. He's been receiving endless phone calls since he got here. They're all asking about the accident and my parents' status. I bet those who called and will call do not really care about my parents. They’re just worried about the company being left alone because my family will consider this situation their to
Abigail jumped to my bed. "Ugh! I'm so sleepy! I wish Uncle and Auntie would wake up soon..." I saw her enveloped herself with my comforter and closed her eyes. Instead of resting, I sat in front of my table and opened my laptop. "What are you doing? Didn't you ask me to go home so we could rest?" She asked in a sleepy tone. "I have things to finish," I answered shortly. I typed "Lucille de Silva" on my search engine and went to the images section. Rueben texted me this name out of the blue when we aren’t even on good terms. He said it’s the name of the woman who’s in the photos with our father. He’s not sure, but he had a hunch. "Is it related to your Youtube channel? Were there any comments about the accident of your parents? Because if they pester you about that, maybe you should take a break from uploading your covers." "They won’t, Abi,” I assured her. “My viewers saw them once, but I’m sure I did not menti
"Wow. He’s really not joking. I thought I had at least a year or a couple of months," I said to myself as I read the newly published article about the Valmonte Group. It's all about the inauguration of Rueben as the CEO of Valmonte Developments and Designs. My father's absence caused fear among the board members that Uncle Lucas and Uncle William might not accept the responsibility because they are both busy with the other companies. I thought when we talked about this on the car, it was just a shallow or temporary problem of the company. Seeing that they accelerated everything to be done as soon as possible, maybe my father’s absence was a significant loss to the group. Rueben has been training for a year or two now, so I guess he has learned something from Dad and our Uncles. He's bound to take over, though, with or without the accident. He wanted to run the family's business, unlike Sara, who wants to enter the medical field and, of course, unlike me, who
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I do not own nor claim to own any of the lyrics of songs featured in this chapter. All rights reserved to copyright owners. I walked from the mansion up until the gate, and when I passed through it, I started running. The mansion is located in Laguna. The lot that our grandparents bought is too big for the villa only, so Dad and my uncles had decided to put it to good use when they first got their positions in each company. Actually, the mansion's location is isolated from the other neighborhood and far from the city. They thought it's a good idea to purchase a land far from everyone to be relaxing and peaceful. If I took one of our cars and decided to drive a little farther, there's a waterfall that we could always run to. Not to mention the mountains that surround the area, too. In short, whenever we go here, this place can always be our escapade. I put on my earbuds and star
Because of the tears, my eyesight started to blur. I couldn't see anything, so I use my hand to wipe off the tears, but I forgot that I threw that guy some dirt with my hands, so it eventually went inside my eyes that just added to the pain. I cried louder and wished that Rueben and my cousins would be here anytime, but I cannot reach for my phone because my eyes hurt so much. Someone held my arm from behind and made me faced him. "Stop running away from me," he whispered, and I knew it's him again. His hand was firm, holding me to stop me from doing anything impulsive again. "W-what's that?" I asked because I still cannot fully open my eyes. I felt and heard water. That's when I knew that it was bottled water he was holding. He made me form my hands into a position where he could pour the water there, and I can use it to wash off the dirt from my eyes. I washed my entire face, and bits of my hair in front got wet and. While I'm still
Everyone clapped when Uncle Lucas was called to the stage. I looked at Rueben, who's sitting beside me, and I didn't notice any signs of nervousness like he was prepared for this for a long time."Are you not nervous?" I asked him."No.""Why?" I asked again."What do you mean "why"? This is my company," he boasted.My face went blank. I can’t believe this man is actually my brother!"Good evening," Uncle Lucas started.All eyes went to him."Thank you to each and every one of you for being here with us tonight. We are able to welcome those of you who have been with us for a long time and those who are new to the family. Before we get started, I would like to express my sincere appreciation to all of you who generously helped us make this event come together to become a success regardless of what happened to my beloved brother, Arthur, and his wife, Harriett."My eyes went down to my hands as I played with them. So
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I do not own nor claim to own any of the lyrics of songs featured in this chapter. All rights reserved to copyright owners. "Go, Jael," Sara whispered and smiled at me. I received encouraging expressions, too, from my cousins, and I saw that they let Nami and the twins enter the room for them to watch me sing. When Aaron let go of my hand, I looked at him with pitiful eyes. I don't think I can perform in front of these rich and sophisticated persons. I walked towards Rueben to get my guitar from him. "You have to explain this when we got home," I warned him. "There are people here who knew someone in the music industry. I don't have to tell you to give your best. Just sing like you always do, Jael. Make it worth their stare," and then he smirked and left me alone on the stage. The lights went dim. I sat down on the stool at the center and placed my guita
Rueben drove me to school today. The three of us had breakfast in the hospital before he drove us to our schools. We dropped off Sara first at her school before coming here.It's still early. We just wanted to visit our parents together at the hospital because this is the only time Rueben is free. After this, he'll go back to the company to finish his work."How's school?" He asked."Fine," I answered while finishing my drink. "Zaron's here, too."He looked at me for a while. I'm sure he has the same questions I have. But isn't life making it easy for me? I mean, I don't have to worry about not meeting him again or joining the band because whatever happens, I can always find and meet him in school.
I stared at my notebook blankly. I ripped it off as soon as I finished composing the first verse.Something doesn't feel right. I can compose songs before. They were all fine whenever I try to put it up with some tune and sing it but now, it's been weeks since Zaron challenged me to write an original composition and I haven't gone back to him yet.Where is he, by the way?Their band's name trended on Twitter when they disbanded. Kit left the country already and the other members Nico and Eli were to focus on their studies. What's his plan? The article never mentioned his name."Are you done with the activity, Jael? I need to pass it now to the faculty," one of my classmates went to me, asking for my paper.
Zaron's eyes never left mine until our food has been served. He keeps on making me feel that I'm not welcome here and why did I even bother."So... Jael," Kit Navarro, who is playing the bass guitar turned to me. He's sitting beside me and among all the members of his band, he's the one who's the most interested in me.He keeps on talking to me and asking questions."I wonder what's your relationship with Zaron? Obviously, you're not friends because you both hate each other," and he followed it with a laugh."We're not.""Not a chance."Zaron and I answered at the same time and then our eyes met again.
I went to the university as early as I can to proceed with everything I need to do for the enrollment of incoming Grade 12 students.Abigail is already enrolled and she chose a different specialization so it doesn't matter at all.The procedure was easy. I was guided by kind and considerate staff. I'm familiar with how it works because I finished my 11th year here.I submitted my requirements, took my photo for ID, fit some uniforms, and had a short conversation with my classmates. I am not really close with them. Abigail and I are classmates last year so we did everything together. I considered them acquaintances, not friends. Most of them are just after my family's popularity. Abigail and all of my other cousins are so used to it.
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement is intended. I do not own nor claim to own any of the lyrics of songs featured in this chapter. All rights reserved to copyright owners."What happened?"My brother, Rueben came to me like lightning. He called me several times earlier because he wants to know my whereabouts but I couldn't speak properly to him on the phone because of what I just saw.I was so close to her. I could've gone to her and ask her if she's my father's mistress. But when she clung onto Zaron's arms, it's like I was trapped between prioritizing my anger or understanding what is going on."I saw Lucille de Silva..." I said without looking at him.
The three of us are sitting at the living space Mr. Ramos had in his office. Zaron and I are facing each other while Mr. Ramos is in the middle.Back when I visited their website I'm not sure which is his name from the list of members of his band, Blank Pages. Their names are not organized below their faces so I did not care to search his identity because I knew this day would happen, that we will meet again.And unfortunately, I am right."Zaron..." the old man breathed. "We just had a conversation earlier about your naughty tricks and impulsive actions, did we not?"That's why he was asked to pick me up from the lobby? Maybe he was currently talking to Zaron that time when the lady from the counter called him.
I thought my sister was just joking back at the hospital but look at where I am facing now. The huge letters of August Entertainment that are very visible at the top of their building welcomed my eyes as my sister rolled down the window of her car.Billboards near here featuring their artists are countless. I'm not sure what exact event they have today but fans are waiting outside the building, organized in lines. I can't see who's artist/s is/are on their banner because they're facing towards the other direction."Why did you drop me off here?!"She just smiled and open the door of her car."Get out. I need to study with my friends," she insensitively said."Just drop me off thereaf
My cousins and I decided to visit my parents at the hospital today. We gave Auntie Irene a heads up so she will know what time we'll go. I found Sara shaving Daddy's facial hair. Rueben hired a private nurse and other assistants but Sara insisted on doing stuff like these especially when she has free time or she has no exams."Any progress?" I asked as I give my father a kiss on his forehead."None," she sighed.I glanced at my mother who's just beside my father. She's still unconscious, too. Until now.I sat beside her and leaned my head on her chest. I hugged her. I miss them so much. It's hard when they're not around. I hope they could open their eyes as soon as they can. I know they won't leave us. They can't leave us.
My face is full of questions when my brother asked me if it's okay if someone will join us for lunch. At first, I thought he's asking permission from me because I cannot come with him but it isn't."Good afternoon, Mr. Ramos. This is my sister, Jael Valmonte."A man that seems older than my father lend his hand in front of me and I immediately shook it with mine."Jael, this is Mr. Ramos, CEO of August Entertainment."My eyes widened at the thought that this person might be the one he's referring to back at his inauguration. The one in the entertainment industry!"G-good afternoon, S-sir," I stuttered.We sat at a long rectangular t