Chapter 57 She Likes Him

Dinner was good... for them. They agreed with my terms when I said that they needed to eat 1 scoop of guacamole and the rest would be finished by yours truly. -and that was the worst terms I've made. I already told Charlie that I hid a box under my bed filled with letters to the people I love if ever I'd die. They called pizza hut and ordered some food and ate it while I'm stuck with the guacamole. So yes, dinner was good for them. And turns out that the triplets weren't lying with the 'chef' part. Uncle Felipe is a good doctor, so he knows all these healthy and no-fun-taste foods, but no offense, he is not a good chef. After dinner, I cleaned the dishes while Charlie cleaned the table. We work like a team, that's how it works. Vanchel has Charlie and Charlie has Vanchel. Me and him against the world. He's like a peanut butter in my jelly, the apple for my pie and all those cheesy things. We are now sitting on the couch in the living room telling hillarious stories, it's already 9 pm so the triplets only have an hour left before their bed time. "-and then I told East that mom bought a Kuroshitsuji manga and placed it on the bottom of their bathroom's sink!" Northon grinned, "So East went to the bathroom and got his surprise! He barged in and saw dad with no clothes!" He started cackling, "Dad was naked!" He told us with tears brimming on his eyes, laughing his butt off. Laughters errupted in the room while Easton was fuming on the couch. "It wasn't funny." Easton frowned and flicked his eye glasses. "That sight was something no kid must see." "I have a story!" Weston raised both of his arms and waved it like crazy, "My turn!" Nodding, I sat on the floor and crossed my feet, "Go ahead." "So," He started, "There was this one time when mom was watching a movie called Princess Diaries! And then dad and East and West fell asleel, all of them fell asleep but me!" He laughed loudly while the room remained quiet. He made a joke? Why is he laughing? "And?" Charlie urged the youngest to continue. "That's it." Weston grinned toothily. Oh. "I LOVE THAT MOVIE! THE BOOK SERIES WAS GOOD TOO!" I screamed, continuing the topic. "Yeah, you do." Charlie laughed, "I remembered when we were 9, that we literally did the foam and stairs thingy." "You mean you slid down the stairs?!" Northon asked while staring at us in awe. "Yup." Charlie chuckled while pointing at me. "I had no choice since that girl over there forced me too." "Damn, that must've been fun!" Weston grinned, clapping his arm. Charlie raised an eye brow, "Wait, you guys have never tried it before?" "Nope." They shook their heads. Easton flicked his glasses, "Mom doesn't allow us to." Something crossed in Charlie's eyes and that something is bad for my job. That something made me scared instantly. He stood up and walked upstairs, leaving us in the living room while gaping at him. "Where is he going?" Northon asked, "If he's looking for that Kuroshitsuji manga then it's not going to be there." Oh Charlie... ------------------>>>>>>> "THIS IS EPIC!" Weston screamed as he slid down their stairs. Charlie. Once he reached safely on the ground, he slapped Easton's arm, telling him that it's his turn. Charlie.. "Where's Charlie?" I asked Northon with a frown. "He's in the phone with Hannah." Northon gave me a pity look, "It's alright. One day, he'll see you." Smiling slightly, I shook my head. "It's fine, really. We're just friends." "Mm-hmm. Keep telling your self that." He muttered. Northon may be really stupid at times, but he's not blind and he's a Delgado. I'm not going to lie and say that my feelings for Charlie isn't obvious, because it is. Of course, except for Charlie himself. "Hey Chel!" I faced up and saw Easton preparing to slide down. "Are you really not going to play with us?" I would but your parents would kill me.... Like they already wouldn't. I gave him a cold look. "I told you guys not to slide down, right?" He rolled his eyes before sliding down and shouts, "VANCHEL'S A KILL JOY-!" I guess even Easton is tempted with these kind of childish games- BAM! His laughter was replaced with grunts and I gawked at him. ● Easton Doelgado just fell epically. ● Easton Delgado just twisted and injured his arm. "CHARLIE!" I screamed for help, running towards Easton's side. "HELP!" The house's front door was slammed open and a worried looking Fey went it. "What's happening here?" Seeing Easton's state, she gasped, "EASTON!" Fey and FelipeScrolling down on my facebook account, I cringed when I realize that I officially have no life. I can't believe that I'm using the site right now. Well, it's not that I wanted to; I had to. "Turn the pain into power." Gasping loudly, I took my phone and opened the camera. Snapping a pic of my laptop's screen, I mentally face palmed when I realized that I could've just screen shot the pic. Yes, a picture that has "Turn the pain into power." caption with Jay and I doing a brofist back in highschool. I continued scrolling down and saw some pictures of me, Pryla, Jay and Peter. Me, obviously forcing my hand around Jay, and Pryla looking at Peter with pure admiration. Oh. My. Gosh. "She likes him..." I muttered silently, quite dumbfounded actually. How come she had never told me?! I mean, I'm her best friend! Although, I remembered a moment way back, when I asked Pryla about this stuff. I asked her about the guy she likes; she never denied it, but she also never straight forwardly answered my question, but she did simply answered with, "Actions speak louder than words." And I guess it really was. Destiny I hid inside, I can't achieve it -kills my pride. Ah ah ah alone in my world and I can hear the sounds of the distorted world's are falling -and there won't be a tomorrow when we all crumble down- Picking up my phone, I grumpily answered the call without even looking if who's calling. "Yes?" "You're late." Pryla muttered tiredly. Oh shit. Oh poop! Pinching myself, I immediately stood up and buttoned up my blouse. Pulling up my pants, I slipped in my sandals, grabbed my brown hand bag and immediately ran outside my dorm. You see, cursing is not really welcomed in my household, the Langstons. My mother actually taught us that if we dare to speak or even think about a bad word, then we must and we will pinch ourselves. I sighed silently when I saw the familliar old wooden door, pushing it open, I babbled. "I'm so so so so sooooo sorry Mr. Maaga; my alarm clock didn't work and my friend here, Pryla, helped me with that by giving me a wake up call." Mr. Maaga, well, professor Maaga, gave me a big fat frown. The students inside the class started laughing but died down when the old man frowned at them too. Looking at Pryla, I saw her face palming. "Ms. Laniston-" "Langston." I corrected him, "It's actually Langston." "Yes, Ms. Langston." He muttered boredly, "Honestly speaking, I don't care about your attendance or even your very presence in my class." Ouch. "So thank you for paying me without actually needing my teachings." Then he frowned, "But there are students who paid me for it, unlike you, I mean." He pointed at the huge board hanging beside me, "And I must say, I have a written rule that says 'no using of gadgets in my class' yes?" He turned towards Pryla, "Correct me if I'm wrong but have I or have I not mentioned that no one is excempted? Including you Ms. Pryla Mayari?" This time, I face palmed too. "Mr. Maaga, Pryla has nothing to do with this-" "Nothing to do with this?" He raised an eyebrow, "You just confirmed my statement not too long ago. Lying is also in my written rule board." I sighed when I saw that there really was a 'No Lying' written in his 'rule board' beside me. "As punishment, Ms. Mayari will be writing 5 pages of an apology note to me for using her phone." I frowned, "But I bet everyone's using their gadgets right now!" And to prove my point, a ringtone blasted out of nowhere from one of his students. "See?!" "Then everyone will be writing 5 pages of an apology note." I scoffed, "More like an essay." "Yes, an essay." He frowned back at me, "Now you better take your sit before I drop you out of my class." Gulping, I walked towards Pryla and slid next to her. "Sorry." I muttered silently. She looked at me with a smile, "It's alright." "... any questions?" The grumpy butt asked. With a firm nod, she raised her hand to call Mr. Maaga's attention. "Yes, Ms. Mayari?" He asked with a bored tone, flicking his eye glasses and putting down the pen. "Is it back to back?" "Excuse me?" He raised an eyebrow, "I don't think that I understand your question about micro organisms-" "No, I don't care about your boring lecture." Pryla smirked. "The essay, I mean. Is it back to back?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>●>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>● >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "So what's his dorm number?" I asked Pryla while fixing my hairdo. "I have no idea." She frowned, "They won't tell me." They means Pry's very own connections. I think that I've failed to tell you that Pryla here, my best friend, is actually the great grand daughter of this university's founder. "It's alright," I grinned while pulling the ends of my ponytail, "Besides, my stalking skill is getting quite rusty." She rolled her eyes with a smile, "Whatever, Langston." I turn around and started walking towards my next class. That was until I remembered something. Pausing on my tracks, I faced her and called out, "Oh, and Pry!" "Yes, Langston?" "I have a feeling that you like Peter, so you can have him." With a wink, I waved at her and walked away.