CHAPTER FIVE

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"This is my school brother." Nathan said. My eyes widened when I hear him.

"We are schoolmates?" I asked.

"Yes. I always search for you and here you are studying at the famous school here in the Philippines." He said.

"You transferred?" I asked.

"Ow yes. I'm already third year highschool just like you." He said.

"Why do you want to see me?" I asked.

"Because you are my brother." He said.

I don't know what to say. We are really close since we are kids, but when I reached 13 years old I left their home because my father is always hurting me even his wife.

They always made me feel jealous of what they give to Nathan, but thanks to Nathan, because he is a good brother to me. He always share his things with me and also our birthday is only one. But they only celebrate his birthday and if theres an event to their house they always hide me because no one knows that my biological father has two sons and I'm the son of his mistress.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked.

"No why would I?" I answered him.

"Because you are not happy to see me." He said in sad tone.

"You know that I don't like your family so whats the point of searching me? You even transferred to my school? Do they know about this?" I asked him.

"No they won't, they just give what I ask and what I want." He replied.

"Are you going to ruin my life here?" I asked him seriously.

"No brother, you know that I won't. I still accept you as my blood line. Why are you saying things like these? Don't you accept me as your brother too? Do you hate me too the way you hate my parents?" He asked in a sad tone.

"No, you are my brother and I thank God because he gave me you." I said and hugged him then he hugged me too.

"So are you okay now that we have the same school?" He asked happily. I sighed first before I answered him.

"Yes, but don't tell them that we are biological brothers okay?" I said to him.

"Of course, I don't want to ruin your life. By the way my section is D because my brain is not that smart like you." He said and giggle.

"Section D?" I asked again.

"Yes why?" He asked me.

"Uhm no." I said to make him stop asking.

Winslet and Nathan are classmates. What to do? Maybe Winslet will say to Nathan that I'm rich.

"Brother I have to go." Nathan said.

"Don't call me brother." I warned him.

"Okay, Harris?" He said awkwardly.

He went to his own destination so do I. I went to the Bakery shop first to know what happened to Mr. Baker with Sam.

When I opened the sliding door I was surprised because they are too loud.

"Hahahaha maybe that woman doesn't deserve you." Mr. Baker said to Sam.

"You know Mr. Baker I don't deserve that kind of woman." Sam said.

"No, every women doesn't deserve you." I interrupt to their conversation.

"Oh you are here already?" Mr. Baker said.

"The thief might took all your breads when you enjoyed talking so much." I teased them then we laugh.

We started to focus on our job until the time ends.

"Whohooh, its dismissal time." Sam said.

"You're so noisy, don't you?" I said to him while packing our things.

"Maybe yes, unlike you you are such a boring person, don't you?" He said to me.

"Am I boring?" I asked.

"Haha no you're not so come lets go to the bar." He suggested.

"Oh no way, just go alone. I don't drink alcohols." I replied.

"Hey hey you two, closed this bakery and go home." Mr. Baker said.

Sam and I closed the shop and went to my house.

"You have money to go to a bar, but you don't have money to rent your own apartment?" I asked him sarcastically, but deep inside I'm just having fun with him.

"Haha, I have a money to rent." He said then took a money to his envelope and gave this to me.

"500 pesos? What was this for?" I asked when I count the money that he gave.

"That was the payment of my rent yesterday." He said and winked then continue to walk.

"You are so unbelievable!" I said to him, but he laughed at me.

"Tsk tsk."

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I went out to my bathroom and saw Sam is cooking in the mini kitchen.

"What are you cooking?" I asked him while wiping my hair using a towel.

"This is my recipe and I want you to taste it." He said then tap the chair as a signal to me to sit.

I followed him and watch him serving his recipe in the table.

"Thats bulalo." He said then he pray first and start eating.

"It looks delicious." I said honestly.

"It taste delicious too." He replied so I start eating his bulalo.

"So what is the result?" He asked with excitement.

"You are good at cooking keep it up." I said honestly that made his eyes twinkle.

"Thank you for the compliment whohooh." He said and continue eating so do I.

"Wait where did you get these ingredients?" I asked him.

"I bought it." He replied.

"Seriously?" I asked him.

"Ow yes, I don't want to eat noodles here duhh. My tummy will vomit it." He said.

I just rolled my eyes at him.

"You just work one day, but it feels like you have a lot of money." I said.

"Ow yes, mr. Baker asked a lot of task thats why he paid me 5,000 pesos." He said then my eyes widened.

"Seriously?" I asked him.

"Yes." He replied. I just shrugged my shoulders. I'm not envy him because we have a different talents.

"Don't you want to go to school anymore?" I asked him.

"What for? Will you donate your brain cells to me?" He asked.

"You need to finished your studies and chase your goals, yes I will donate my brain cells to you." I said that made him shocked.

"Haha silly, not literally, I mean I will teach you no matter how hard your brain is." I said then we laughed.

"By the way what do you wanted to be someday?" I asked again.

"I want to be a chef." He answered.

"Good. It suits you." I said.

"Then how about you?" He asked.

"I want to be a business man." I said.

"Oh I want too." He said.

My eyebrows met of what he say.

"Why?" I asked.

"So I can only cook to my wife." He said that made me laughed.

"Haha seriously?" I asked.

"Yes of course, don't you dream about having a wife?" He asked that made me stop laughing.

"I don't know." I said.

"Maybe you are not yet ready, because you are mr. Pride." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I know that you don't want to get married if you are not rich." He said.

"I can marry a woman like me." I answered.

"Even if you marry a rich or poor woman you still want to be rich to support your family. Every poor family always think of getting rich someday." He said.

"Even me, I want to be rich too, but don't stress yourself so much. Enjoy your life and have fun." He said.

He is really good at giving advice. I don't know what to say. I just remain silent and finished eating.