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A rapid string of incessant beeps harassed my ears in the morning.
“What the fries,” I hissed.
The sound kept ringing.
I tried to reach the snooze button of my alarm clock without getting up.
I hit snooze.
The warmth of my bed. My comfy pillows. Who would want to drag me from here and—
“Astrid! You sleepyhead!”
There you go. Just when I was about to be comfortable and fall back to sleep, my “monster” mom would kill it.
I curled back in my bed.
“In a count of three, young lady!”
I buried my head in my Hello Kitty pillow.
“I’m not joking. One!”
“I want to sleep. I want to sleep. I want to sleep.” I chanted in a muffled manner.
Hay naku! “Fine! I’m up, okay? Stop that counting,” I shouted back.
I hate mornings. No, I detest mornings to the Pluto and back.
Pabagsak kong sinarado ang pintuan ng kotse ni KJ at nakasimangot na umupo sa passenger seat.
“Hey. Aren’t we a bit cranky here?” Natatawang sabi ni KJ.
I crossed my arms. “Just drive,” I demanded.
KJ smirked. “Whatever you say, my lady.” He started the engine.
“Your British accent sucks. Big time,” I snorted.
“Well at least, I’m not some grouchy old maid in the morning,” he retorted, smiling playfully.
“Jerk.” I mumbled.
He chuckled. At dahil sa tawang iyon, hindi ko napigilan mahawa sa kanya. Hay naku ka, Karly boy.
After a few minutes, I looked at him. Seryoso siyang nagmamaneho, tila may malalim na iniisip. I already have a hunch.
“How’s it going?” I asked him.
Saglit siyang tumingin sa akin. He looked serious. “Kakausapin nila kami next week on Wednesday.”
“Sino nga pala ang nagiimbestiga ng kaso niyo?” Alam kong nag-aalala siya. Wala naman akong magawa kung hindi ang gayahin siya--maghintay. Pero nalulungkot ako kapag nakikita ko siyang ganyan. Hindi man niya aminin, alam kong problemadong-problemado siya at kinakabahan. Halata naman, e. Pero pinipilit pa rin niyang takpan. KJ talaga.