untouchable

7

Jill's campaign team is now driving to Bacoor, Cavite, Shein's hometown. Cavite is also considered a M*rc*s bailiwick as the ruling dynasty of the province promised to deliver votes for him. It's disgusting, but only strengthens the phrase: "Birds of the same feathers, flock together."

Miss Stella went over the schedule, briefing Jill that she'll have a courtesy visit to an Angat Buhay partner in the afternoon, and that there will be a mini rally organized by youth volunteers and other groups tonight.

The team also conversed last night that it would be better for the time management to just stay at a BnB in Bacoor for a night, instead of driving back and forth. Jill would still be campaigning at the province until her Mother's birthday rally in Pasay after all. Shein then offered their place, their house big enough to host the whole team. Of course, there's that reluctance to impose on Shein's family, but your friend reassured it's all good, that her family would love to have you all over. They're also Kakampinks and would love to help in their own small way. Everyone then went on with the plan and are grateful for Shein.

You already met Shein's family and they're just as loud and loving as your friend. They're amazing and reminds you of your own family, a little dysfunctional but genuine. Shein is also the baby of the family, not because she's the youngest but because she's the only woman left.

You drove to Bacoor at the crack of dawn, to beat the traffic. Even then, the ride would still take hours. JD is sleeping, leaning on your shoulder, while Shein and the photographers are chatting about cameras and presets you don't understand, and Stella and Jill are talking about the schedule. You checked in on your family on the group chat to see how they're doing, it's still too early so they're still asleep. You got nothing else to do so you checked in on your social media accounts.

You're rarely online on Instagram, not really understanding the app, but when you do, it's just to peep on your friends' stories and photos. Aries posted a group photo with Doc Tricia, where they're wet from the strong rain during a market run. They're all smiling despite the inconvenient incident. You liked it and left a "dasurv" comment just to poke fun at your friends. Aries immediately replied with a, "basher ka talaga! miss u beh".

"May IG ka pala?" Jillian asked from behind you out of nowhere which made you jump out of your skin. JD groaned at the sudden movement and leaned against the window instead. Jill pursed her lips in guilt and sheepishly muttered, "Sorry."

When the shock subsided, you turned to the younger girl. "Oo, meron, bakit?"

Jill shrugged. "Wala lang. Follow kita. What's your handle?"

You narrowed your eyes in feign suspicion. "Ayoko."

"Oh c'mon, we're friends!"

"Fine," you relented and gave your handle to Jill. In just a few seconds, a new follow notification popped on your phone.

jillrobredo requested to follow you.

You looked at her and see an expecting smile. You scoffed and accepted her request, and also followed her back.

"Yie, mutuals na tayo." Jill said in sing-song tone.

You huffed and faced away again. You also took the time to stalk Jill's account, view her stories, reels, and such.

"Are you really stalking my account in front of me?" Jill asked from behind you again.

You shrugged and turned to her. "At least aware ka," you jested and winked.

Jill rolled her eyes at you but smiled nonetheless. "Edi stalk din kita," she replied playfully as she pulls up her own device.

You smirked evilly, "Kung may makikita ka."