I SILENTLY stared at the emptiness. I could see from the veranda the lights in the neighborhood. I gasped. How I wish I could be one of them --- an ordinary person who is free to live as normal. I am KEINTH LUCAS HARRISON, from the best clan in the town of Sta. Monica. I have no friends, and I used to be alone since then. But I'd rather be like this, than let other people know my secret, or should I say .. My family's SECRET.
Chapter 1 1
CHAPTER 1
Maxine s POV
I WALKED along the muddy road to the other village. That s where I attend, at Wilford University, the school of the wealthy. And I m not one of them.
I am Maxine Filmore, Nineteen years old. my Mother was a housekeeper, and she had served the Alfonzos for ten years. The couple is kind. In fact, they are the ones who send me to school, and in return I help Mom during the holidays.
I looked at the watch on my arm. It s almost Eight O Clock. I walked even faster, I came at nine o'clock and I couldn't get sick.
Annoyingly, not even a tricycle passed by when I was in a hurry, let alone the looming rain.
I frowned as a black car pulled up from behind me. My uniform was almost covered in mud. It was Miss Beatriz's car, the only one of the Alfonzo couple. As kind as the couple is, Miss Beatriz is the opposite. it is an outlet for misery and pride.
I IMMEDIATELY went to the rest room when I arrived at the University. I carefully observed my own reflection in the mirror. I'm just going in but I look like I'm going home. I was shaken. I am nothing compared to the students who attend here. but if it's just the look of the base, somehow I'm going to throw something out as well. They said it was as if I had foreign blood. I look Korean. Itchoz! Lol, that s real talk.
I was about to leave the rest room when I was hit by two women who were just entering, I let go of the books I was carrying. I immediately bent down to pick them up.
"Sorry ..." a woman said, obviously not sincere when she said that. "Because I didn't see you, eh ..."
"Served right." said another woman. It even laughed.
I chose not to say anything and just keep doing it. I'm used to it. This is how my life has been since I entered this University. If I was the only one to follow I would want to move to another school. I don't like it, the students who come here are too arrogant and arrogant.
The case is, the Alfonzos want me to study here, because there is no problem with expenses as long as I just improve my studies. bSHRM is my course, and fortunately, I am graduating this year. By the mercy of God, I can lift Mom out of poverty as well.
I CHOOSE to sit in the back, it has been my mannerism since first year. Miss Gillany, our class adviser, arrived shortly after. it is beautiful and the hair is over the shoulder.
"Good Morning Ma am!" my classmates greeted me at the same time.
"Good Morning!"
It wasn't long before they started discussing.
THE first class was over and I didn t understand what Ma am was saying. I don t know, but I m not in the mood right now.
My next subject is at two o'clock in the afternoon so I decided to go home first. I don't have a canteen yet. Also, I'd rather save Mom's pocket money than waste it.
I walked to the boat, it was just a walking distance from the school. soon it started to mist, fortunately I got to the waiting area right away before the downpour intensified so I took shelter. I grabbed a handkerchief from the bag to wipe a few drops of rain off my face without accidentally blowing it away. I took a quick step to reach it but at the same time that step was the pounding of a motorcycle. I immediately avoided but in shock I lost my balance.
"Ahhhh!" I screamed at the same time as I fell. I also saw the motorcycle fall and spin.
I forced myself to stand up to help, I knew the motorcyclist was hurt more.
"Brother, are you okay ?!" I asked in a loud voice as I slowly approached it. I can't see his face because he's wearing a helmet.
I helped the man get up when he came in front of it.
"Brother, are you okay?" I repeat.
He took off his helmet and raised an eyebrow at me. I was momentarily stunned and examined its face; moderately thick eyebrows that fit the tip of the nose, reddish lips, and even more so the relatively thin gray eyes. How did such a handsome creature come to be here in Sta. Monica? there are many handsome people in Wilford .. but the man in front of me doesn't seem ordinary.
"Are you stupid ?!" rebuked the man who returned to my court. It's anger. "You're just crossing without looking to see if there is a car or not ?!"
Like a moon my admiration for the future disappeared immediately. My ears tingled as the wind blew me away. Do you call me a fool ?!
"W-what are you?" can't believe my question yet.
"Hey Mister, I'm hurt too, ah! And then look at my uniform, it's dirt! who can drive so fast you think he's on the road! "
The man's eyebrows arched, p-um-laster on his lips the seemingly irritated smile and he waved at me.
"And now it s my fault. Hey Miss, do you know how much 'my motor is? even if you work all your life, you won t be able to pay for that! "
I looked at the motor. I was secretly devastated when I saw that the left side-mirror was broken. I don't know what the brand of motor is but based on the class it looks expensive.
I think the look caught my eye when the man stood up. It turned the motor. It's so tall. Maybe it s a basketball player. Its cool.
Later, the man started the motor and cut it. I would have protested but it quickly disappeared from my sight. annoyed I stomped on the road and wept as the gaze followed the path taken by the man.
Seriously, it s very antipathetic. The bad habit. Not even sorry! I almost crashed, hmmmp! Maybe Wilford is also studying that.
Third person Point of view...
Maxine's nose seemed to be smoking with annoyance when she got home to the mansion. His mother was surprised to see him, although she was not only curious, she also did not want to tell the story.
After taking a bath, Maxine dried her hair. he faces the small mirror that sits on the table next to the double deck.
"Son, what time do you come in?" asked his Mother Perlita. It has a paper holder.
"This afternoon,' Mom. Why? "
"You are the grocery store first. I m going to clean the master s bedroom, eh. "
"All right."
Maxine stood up and headed for the cabinet. She put a little powder on her face, combed her hair over her shoulders and took the paper to Mother afterwards.
Maxine went to the vegetable s section FIRST. He looked again at the list Mother had made before starting to choose. he was about to pick up a whole cabbage in the hand of whom he had touched. She didn't mind turning to the owner.
"You?!" Maxine exclaimed when she met the man. Is it for everyone?!
Lucas s POV
I DECIDED to go around for a while first. I didn't really buy anything, I just went with my sister to the grocery store.
My feet carried me to the vegetable s section. I smiled upon seeing those round green leafy vegetables, my favorite. I took a cabbage but was already touched by who my hand was. It will probably take as well. I shifted a gaze .. and so did the one next to me. I was amused by its reaction. She seemed shocked.
"You?!"
Small world, isn t it ?! She s the one I almost ran over earlier.
"Are you following me?" I asked her instead, looking at her face. She is beautiful, even without make-up.
I think the woman's eyebrows met even more than I said.
"The thickness .." she mumbled.
"Saying something?"
She looked at me fiercely and got a whole of cabbage aferwards.
"Hays Maxine, is there anyone? Nothing. But there is rude arrogance. "
So Maxine is her name ..
"I'm Lucas ..."
She turned to me violently.
"Excuse me?" She said in a steady tone.
"You were stating your name, so I guessed you wanna know mine." I uttered with amusement as I crossed my arms. i don t know why I am talking to her but it just that there is something in her that caught my attention. "Girls strategy, right? "
The girl breathed and looked at me with annoyance.
"Hey you, stay away from me before I hit this cabbage in your face!" its nose almost smoked with annoyance.
I can t help but to smile.
"Do you know that old style?" I'm still teasing her. "Suppose you complain. Women always do that to get men s attention. "
She bit her lower lips as if trying to calm herself. The evil she thinks.
"Find someone to talk to! I can't type! "
She is about to leave when I promptly held her cart that made her shot me another look.
"What's your problem?!"
"Nothing. Maybe you have? "
"Crazy!"
I couldn t help but twitch my lips. is she too weird to talk or do people like her really just talk like this?
I came even closer to her. I'm slightly bent, is it a bit small or am I just tall? Tsk, whatever!
"Maybe you want us to just talk about my motorbike?" i asked her in a lower voice. "Do you even know how expensive it is --- its Harley Davidson."
To my comfort it was slightly stunned and pale. The paper even surpassed the color escape on its face.
"Lucas ..."
I looked at that voice.
Big sister.
"Lourine ..."
It's only been a year for me so that's what I call it.
Lourine hissed, stepping towards me. "I thought you left me already. And who s that girl? " it looked at the one next to me. "Girlfriend?"
"Hell, no!" I refused. I helped her push her cart. "Let s go. what comes out of your mouth. "
I gave the woman a glance first before continuing to walk. I was shaken to look at my hand. I felt like I was electrified when she touched my hand earlier.
"She s pretty, isn t she?"
"Who?" dead malicious I asked. I don t know why sister asked that.
"The woman ..."
"I have not noticed."
"She's beautiful. Even without lipstick on her face, she is still beautiful. "
"Fine, you said, eh .." I replied just to keep it quiet. Sister is very naughty.
THIRTY minutes before we reached the palace. Our home was on top of a hill.
"Good day Ma'am, Sir!" opening of the guard nooy opened the large gate that served as the barrier of the palace. Sister was in her car while I just followed on my motorcycle.
"I told you darling, you don t have to do that. Let the maids do that. " and Mommy. It watches sister while busy arranging the things we bought earlier.
"It s okay' Mom .. I love doing this. Relieves stress. What are you doing, baby brother? " sister turned to me.
"You didn't buy cabbage?" I asked again while looking for other items.
"No ..."
I frowned at her.
"Wait ..." She turned to me and waved at me. "You were too rush rabbit. You even pulled me 'didn t you? it s your fault baby brother, so I didn t buy your favorite. "
"You should insist me to stay ..." I said.
"Enough baby .. I'll just order maids to buy your favorite." Mommy said.
Angry that I turned my back on them. Dunno, but cabbage is just my weakness. Funny, isn t it? I think that's where I was conceived.
"Lucas ..." Mommy called and I turned around. It let out a deep sigh before speaking.
"Your Grandfather is coming .."
.. "Soon."
I couldn't speak, even sister was staring at me.
"You can't runaway from it, Son ..." Mommy continued.
"I know .." I almost whispered in response. I secretly clasped my hands. That old man is going to witness my 21st birthday, and that day is the most I don t want to come in my life.
Maxine s POV
"Sir, keep a change." I spoke to the taxi drive, We are already in front of the mansion. I put down the purchases one by one.
"Thank you, Miss." said the tricycle driver.
"Youre welcome."
I FOUND Miss Beatriz in the living room. It reads a magazine. Maybe it's out of date.
"Hey!" I heard it call.
I stopped walking and looked back.
"Why?"
"Bring me a glass of water."
"All right." I replied and went straight to the kitchen bit by bit with the purchases.
"What is that?" Miss Beatriz raised an eyebrow at the glass I was carrying.
"A glass of water, can't you see?" I asked again.
"I know!" She said, "Will you give me a drink without ice?!"
"You didn't say."
"Common sense, stupid!" She angrily said.
"I'll just change it."
"Nevermind!"SHe put down the magazine she was reading and stood up.
shake that I delivered Miss Beatriz a view as she climbed to the top. I really meant that. I'm on a budget today, eh.
I picked up the glass of water to return to the kitchen when my attention was distracted by the picture in the magazine. It's like a family picture. the two women sitting on the long couch were so beautiful. In the back stood three men. My eyes were fixed on the man in the middle in a black-suit --- the arrogant ?! very proud, even in the picture not even smiling, next to it was an old man who was probably its Grandfather. I don't know, but I felt my hair stand on end, as if there was something strange on the old man's face.
[THE MYSTERY BEHIND]
I raised an eyebrow at that caption. what does that mean? Druglords, killers?!
To be continued....
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