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KATE’s P.O.V.
“That was gross!” I cried as the freak cut off the woman’s head on the television.
“Please turn it off, Kate!” Claire pleaded while covering her eyes.
“Why? This movie is the best,” I stated.
“No, it’s not.” Claire throw a pillow over my direction.
I laughed, seeing my bestfriend scared to death. We are having a sleepover and I can’t help but to think why am I even friends with this lady. We’ve known each other since high school, and we are not keeping secrets. What Claire knows, I know.
Despite of having two very different personalities, we get along so well. Claire being the friendly one while I’m being the cold hearted bitch at our school. I love horror movies, while she is obsessed with cringe romance films.
“Just please, change the movie, Kate,” she said, trying to grabbed the remote out of my hands but I didn’t let her.
“Stop hovering around, will you? This film is nearly on it’s climax part! I want to watch it. Besides, this is our house.”
She pouted, making me chuckle. Dad and Mom often fly abroad for their stupid work. That’s why I have a lots of time inviting my bestfriend over to our house. Our maids doesn’t mind it anyway.
I often feel alone, having no friends while Mom and Dad aren’t around. They said that they are only doing this for my own good but I couldn’t understand it. Sometimes, I envy Claire for having a father that would stay over their house just to play with her when she’s still a kid.
“What are you thinking?” she curiously asked, throwing a popcorn over my face.
I just laughed, wiping the dirt caused by her. Thank God Claire is here. She never let me feel lonely. Because of her, I finally got someone that I can call my own bestfriend.
“I’m thinking how lucky I am to have you as my bestfriend.”
“Well that was gross,” she faked puking in front of me and I laughed.
“Hey, I’m serious! Mom and Dad often leave me all alone. And I’m very glad that you came into my life.”
She smiled at me, before patting my back.
“Me too. I’m vey lucky to have you,” she stated.
“You know what, I always wanted to have a sister. But Mom and Dad wouldn’t allow it.”
“Me too. But since Mom is sick, the doctors told us that having another member of the family will be to risky for her and for the baby, if ever. How I wish I could have one.”
“Don’t you realized it? Maybe God gave us to each other,” I stated. “You are more than qualified to be my sister, Claire.”
“Really? Thanks a lot, Kate. You’re really sweet.”
I gave him a short hug before we did our secret handshake. We never told this to anyone. It was like our own version of promising that we will never leave each other’s side. Except that it is less girly, of course.
The night passed by. The next morning, Claire and I ate our breakfast together in our dining room. Then we waited for each other to prepare ourselves before leaving to school. I requested to our maids to pack a lunch for two. I want to eat with Claire inside of our campus since I haven’t had any other friends except of her. I gladly took the containers as soon as they finished preparing it for us.
“So... Let’s go now?” Claire asked.
I nodded as I got inside of our car. My driver started the engine and we finally drove to our school. Claire and I talked about some random stuffs during the whole trip. She even let me copy her assignment without any hesitation.
Claire has this dream of becoming a teacher someday. And I’m very happy for her. She’s very smart, not like me that I haven’t even had any plans for the future yet.
“We’re here, Ms. Frias,” our driver declared.
“Come on. We are going to be late,” Claire took her seatbelt off and I did the same.
“You are obviously excited to go. Please spare some enthusiasm for me,” I teased her.
She just laughed as a response. It wasn’t that bad going to school everyday since I met her. My life was not as boring as before when I was a kid. Thanks to her, I finally learned how to enjoy my weekdays.
We are currently at our last year in junior high school. Graduation is just around the corner and I still haven’t got any plan for my college application yet.
“So, let’s see each other at the school Cafeteria later?” I asked to Claire.
“Sure thing.”
We made our way over our own respective classrooms for we didn’t have the same classes at our first subject. I walked through the hallways, not bothering to look at my way. Until I bumped into something... Or should I say someone?
“Hey...” I looked up at the man in front of me.
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