~A few years ago~"How did you find this place?"Elliot places the picnic cloth on the ground, covering the grass, "Dad was the one who suggested to go here." He then places both of our baskets full of prepared snacks on the table, "He said that this lake is really memorable.""Oh..." I smiled when realization dawned into me, "This must be the place Chloe was talking about!""Mom?""Yeah," I nodded, "I remembered her telling me that"Did you bring the cheese?" I asked El as I opened two cans of Sprite. I handed one to him and prodded more, "Did you?"He chuckles as he straightens out the picnic cloth laid on the grass, "Yes, love." He takes the can and smiled brightly, "Thank you."I grinned widely and sat down on the ground. I love cheese. Unfortunately, cheese loves bacon. But I love cheese and bacon, so I'm fine with it.I watch Elliot take a sip from his drink, waiting patiently for him to give me my cheese. When a minute passed, I cleared my throat, "...well...?""'Well' what?"M
"To be a princess is to know which spoon to use."Astonished. That word is just one word but I swear, it's like millions of tiny bullets that is shooting in my brain right now as I watch my cousin, Weston Delgado, sing and dance his heart out like a four-year-old girl; except for the fact that he's 20 and not a girl."Do keep a grip and never crack. Stiff upper lip and arch the back." He is literally doing this, like puckering his lips in an unattractive manner and moving his spine in a weird way, as he continues, "Bend from above. And always wear your gloves; and wave." And he did, I mean, he did wave.What's going on? Why is this young man acting like a young woman?Here's the thing, so me and my cousins, yes plural, has this weekly bonding day where they go to our house every Wednesday and we do random things.Well, it stopped because we went to college and got separated, but I think it officially stopped when we were like 15 because my brother Jay decided to leave the house every
"I am saying this because it seems like you forgot that I am not good with children," I muttered silently through gritted teeth as I watch Northon doing the best that he can to pull the young girl away the cotton candy bar.A cotton candy bar in a kid's party. A cotton candy bar."I still can't believe that kids nowadays would rather rent the whole carnival than go to one." I added as I fix my ponytail."I know." Weston scoffed. He then looks at me through his lashes because he is now holding the girl down the floor, "And I am not good with them myself."I hissed angrily, "Then why the hell did you said yes for babysitting?!" I bent down and took his grip off the girl's waist. I looked at the pretty brunette and said, "No running, and no jumping. Okay?"She nodded. Hesitantly, I let her go. She giggled and started hopping to a group of kids wearing bright colored neon skirts and roller skates. Most likely and hopefully her friends."I need cash, alright?" He muttered as he stands up a
"Is that..." I trailed off while gawking at the sight in front of me. "...who I think it is?"No freaking way."If you are thinking about Elliot wearing a mermaid suit and is swimming inside that tank, then yes." Easton muttered while fixing his glasses, "Yes it is him."Northon muffled a laugh, "And I thought babysitting was a terrible job.""Me too," I whispered as I grab my phone at my butt pocket. Yes, that pocket found in the pants' back butt side. -Ladies and gentlemen, I present you, the butt pocket. I put the phone in front of me and started recording my ex-boyfriend swimming in a gigantic aquarium in the middle of a children's birthday bash."Where do I sign up for his job?" Weston gushed, "I want to be a mermaid! I want to see Merlia Summers and I want to save Oceana!"East asked with a dumbfounded expression while staring at his brother indecorously, "Merlia who?"Oh, this uncultured swine.Weston smiles widely, "It's Barbie acting as mermaid whose main purpose in life oth
"Weston!" I gasped out loud as I tried to run towards him. I was a few steps in when North and East appeared beside me. The both of them took hold of my arms by gripping my elbows in order to hold me back."What are you guys doing?" I tugged on my arms. "Are you just going to stand there and do nothing?""You are acting as if my brother is going to die." Northon told me as he yanked me back. Hard. "Calm down, Cobe."I gawked at them. "How can you say that? He might die! We need get him.""You do not have to help him out," East said as he tightens his grip on my arm. "He really does not need the saving.""What are you guys talking about?!" I screamed as I try to tell these people why Weston needs my help. "YOUR BROTHER IS INSIDE A WATER TANK!""It does not matter," North mumbled."And it's not even a water tank," East rolled his eyes. "It's just an aquarium.""It does not matter?!" I repeated his words like an idiot. "It is a gigantic tank. An aquarium for sharks. A place for innocent
"You are wet," I told Elliot as I try my very best to clench my jaw so that it would not drop. Elliot looks dashing with clothes. His personality is charming and interesting. But, Elliot without a shirt on? He is a God among men.From El's raised eyebrow, I bet he is thinking about an innuendo I did not mean to make. I almost smiled a little because that is such a typical Elliot thinking. He can be a gentleman, but he can also be really... something.Since the gesture made me realize that what I said can be misleading, I cleared my throat and rephrased what I said, "I mean, you are drenched with water, which is why you are wet. Which is really obvious because you are dripping right now." Both of his eyebrows soared high. Oh my gosh. "Water, you are dripping water. Not whatever you are thinking." I paused and collected myself. I faced to my left to take my gaze away from him and cleared my throat. "And here is a towel."He gives me a wide smile as if he knows that his beautiful body ha
So, I just declined an offer for a full-time writing gig because one of the clauses in the contract would be that I am not allowed to post any stories other than their site. This means that I can't write here in Wattpad for some time, years. I've said this before when I declined an offer about my stories to be a paid one, and I'm saying it again: I will not let my readers pay to read my books. I write for them because I want to share something that can give an impact, even for just a second. I know how they feel because I am a reader myself. So... yeah.THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT AND VOTES AND SHARES!ENJOY 😊-••-••-••-••-••-••~"I do not get it," Weston pouted while putting the paintbrush down and frown at his own work. "Why is the opposite of black is white, while the opposite of green is not pink.""Uh..." I wondered out loud as I too put my paint brush down and looked at my cousin beside me. "Humor me, West. Why would the opposite of green be pink?""AHA!" He be
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE VOTES AND COMMENTS! LOVE YOU GUYS!ENJOY :) -••-••-••-••-••-••~ I cannot breathe.My brain collapsed which explains to why my emotions took over earlier and logic seeped out of my brain. This is the reason behind why I immediately run outside of the house as fast as I can because the simple forehead kiss my ex-boyfriend had given me had caused for gorillas to beat the organs inside of me which in turn clasped my lungs shut.I continued running and crossed the road across my childhood house and run an extra half a mile until I reached the familiar peaceful environment which is the front side of a forest near the houses. I really wanted to continue running deep in the forest but the last time I did that -which was when I was twelve- I got lost. The person who found me was my best friend, Elliot.I stopped on my tracks and felt my lungs burning. At the same time, I can feel my heart feeling like it was going to explode inside of my chest. The burning sensati