Playful Destiny Alyanna

Playful Destiny Alyanna

Author Bhelle

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I am Alynna Valdez, Ynna for short, 20 years old, 3rd Year College Student (Journalism is the course) and Part-time Photojournalist. I grew up in a broken family, and since I was the eldest, I had to be responsible for the four youngest siblings. Resourceful in everything. Has a sense of humor mixed with sarcasm. Accustomed to hardship, because I combine studying and working. I am independent and outgoing when it comes to personality. I am not artistic in body, I am simply dressed; "cowboy" in everything. I'm a bit mestiza, 5'1" tall; shoulder-length layered hair. I have a slim build and like to do yoga to relax myself. It's a bit hard to please especially when it comes to men. I'm a natural lover but I've had swimming trauma due to an incident in the past where I almost drowned.

Chapter 1 Playful Destiny

I just arrived at the Lodge from a long flight. I also traveled for almost six hours to here in Batanes. I am here for a part-time job, that is to take different photos from the Islands of Batanes.

After putting my things inside the house, I got ready to go out to start my goal. Carrying my favorite digital camera and a small back pack, I set off for Morong Beach, also known as Sabtan Island, Batanes. This place is one of the beautiful tourist spotted.

When I got there I was amazed at the beauty of the place. But there are a lot of people today because it's a summer day, while I walk I take pictures, I don't waste time because almost everything I see really amazes me with its beauty. I was looking at the camera so that it was right in front of my eye while one eye was closed. I was so excited to take pictures of that place one by one when suddenly someone bumped into me behind me so I fell down on my camera. The crash hit me hard, causing my nose and eyes to hurt because the camera I was holding just hit my face. In my anger, I faced the person who bumped into me, a man with glasses who I estimate has a grade of 500 and above. He was still a little dizzy from the strong collision with me, he quickly looked for his cell phone that fell on the floor.

"What are you? Are you blind and didn't see me?" I yelled at him who was currently bent down because he picked up his cell phone that had been removed from the case.

"Sorry miss, I didn't notice you." He said softly, he wasn't looking at me, he was holding his cellphone that was damaged due to the fall.

"Tsk! With the size of your magnifying glass in your eyes, you haven't seen me? My God! Increase the grade of your glasses so you don't pervert others!" he said while snobbing at the baduy man for dressing up. Messy hair like ancient clothing; He wears baggy jeans and loose shirts.

He stood up and looked straight at me. I looked up a bit because it's 5'7" tall.

"Sorry miss, I really didn't mean it," he said softly, sounding like music to his ears.

I raised an eyebrow at him and gave him a hard time before I turned and walked away. Sorry is not accepted, I've been hurt and what happened can't be undone.

Trev just shook his head at Ynna's in-laws.

He is Roberto Montelibano, Trev for short, 21 years old, Graduating College Student (Marine Biology course). On the Dean's List at a premiere university; His General Weighted Average (GWA) is close to the GWA of Magna Cum Laude. Softspoken when speaking; with shyness stuck. Super brainy and almost always serious in life. Secretive and mysterious especially when it comes to women. Trev has a lean, muscular body because he is a swimmer/scuba diver. Some women think of him as a nobody or geek in their university but in reality if he forms and dresses correctly, he will beat anyone with his handsomeness. Trev has a secret crush on a MassCom girl at their university but because she looked like a geek before, she ignores him.

Because the sunlight is quite hot. I sat under the tree. I took the mineral water I had in my bag and opened it to quench my thirst. But I almost lost my mind when I saw a naked man walking towards me. It was carrying juice, I felt even more thirsty because of its muscular body. I just realized that it was right in front of me, and it was looking at me seriously.

"Hi," he said while reaching for the juice he was holding.

I was stunned, why is he giving me juice?

"W-for what?" I stammered.

"Peace offering..." he said as he hung up.

I frowned and remembered again the baduy man who bumped into me earlier. "Y-you?!" I exclaimed after observing its new appearance compared to before, which looked like a geek. I can't believe that he's so handsome that he's just hiding from being a geek.

Trev smiled and sat down next to her. After Trev saw Ynna here in Batanes, he thought it was not a waste to come here. He had a long crush on Ynna, the girl who ignored him at the university, because she was a geek. Now, he didn't think that she would admire him after transforming into a geek.

"A... eh... what? Why-" I stammered after my brain worked and I could describe what was in front of me. What the hell Ynna, why are you stuttering? You just saw a handsome man and you can't be bothered?

"Trev by the way." Trev extended his hand to introduce himself.

"Ynna," he said, extending his hand as well.

"Do you want to go swimming?" Trev asked Ynna.

"Huh? I don't want to! I mean... I can't swim." I can't say I have a swimming trauma.

Trev held out his hand. "I can help you, for what I did to you earlier."

I swallowed saliva. Why can't I say no to this man? Why do I feel like I'm going crazy? Trev's hand was shaking as I reached for it. He smiled as if I agreed to his offer. I'm still a bit confused because I just met Trev, even though he's familiar to me, I can't remember where I saw him.

"Are you nervous?" Trev asked me, even though his face was serious, I could see that he was worried about my appearance. My hands are cold and I'm shivering, I'm not really ready for swimming, the truth is that the clothes I'm wearing aren't really for swimming.

"Ahm... maybe next time!" he said shaking Trev's hand, I walked out back under the tree. I may not be able to face my fear yet.

He just joined me under the tree. I was just thinking, why does he have to accompany me? I was able to glance at it, while Trev was looking at the sea and observing the beauty of the place.

"Maybe I'm more beautiful than the scenery?" said Trev as if cold water had been poured on me. It turned out that it noticed my constant staring.

"Huh? Are you talking to me?" I asked so he wouldn't notice that I was ashamed of what I had done.

He smiled and I saw his beautiful teeth again.

"What are you doing here?" I'll change the subject. I'm a little crazy about what I'm doing so I have to confuse him so I don't look ridiculous.

"Nothing, I just like to vacation anywhere. You, why are you here?" Trev asked me.

"Ahm... nothing either, I was just looking for something to see," he said.

I probably don't need to tell you the real reason why I'm here. Because most of the other students are having fun and relaxing because today is vacation. Vacation is not in my vocabulary, because it's better to have extra money while on vacation.

Trev just nodded, so I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe my answer is okay here.

After I drank the juice he brought, I stood up.

"Thank you for the juice, I'm leaving." He said goodbye while taking the backpack and I started walking, but suddenly Trev spoke,

"Hey! Ynna, can you..." he was still too shy to speak and he could barely look at me.

"Could it be?" I asked because of what he was going to say.

"Can I invite you to dinner later?"

I was stunned by his question. And I seem to smile uncontrollably.

"Okay!" I replied turning my back so he wouldn't see my blushing face.

"Really? Thank you Ynna!" Trev shouted, punching the air. "Yes! Good job Trev," Trev muttered to himself.

To be honest, he didn't really transform from being a geek. He just took off his glasses and only wore shorts because he was actually going swimming. He actually just saw Ynna walking on the beach so he looked for something to offer here.

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