Crash (SC, #0.5; ARTL, #1)

Prologue

Prologue

First meeting

"Nathalie, stop it. Don't touch my hair," Chesca cried out, my big sister.

Mabilis kong inalis ang kamay ko sa buhok niya. My sister has a short hair, and it is above her shoulders. I was trying to get the red stone clip on her hair. Bigay kasi iyon ni Joss sa kanya. I want to piss Chesca somehow.

I smirked secretly and looked away. "I'm not touching your hair!" palusot ko at inalis ang pagkakapatong ng mahaba kong buhok sa aking balikat. Umayos ako ng upo at tumingin kay Chesca. Hindi ko na napigilan ang ngiti ko. "I'm not ruining your hair, Ches!" My laughter vibrated on my chest.

Ches shot me a glare. "Mom!"

Sa harap, lumingon si Mommy sa amin ng kapatid ko. Maraming nagsasabi na kamukhang-kamukha ni Franchesca si Mommy. Sa mukha, sa hugis nito. Sa mata, sa ilong, at sa bibig. Sa katawan din. Chesca has fuller boobs and fuller hips. Well, she is three years older than me. Mas halata naman siguro talaga sa kanya. Kamukhang-kamukha daw talaga ni Ches si Mommy noong teenage years niya. While me? I am a combination of my mother and father's features. They told me I have an edgy and soft look. I am mature for my age, people said because of my look. Mas maputi ako kaysa kay Chesca. Nakuha niya kay Daddy siguro iyon.

"Nathalie..." Mommy acknowledged.

"I was trying to take a look of her clip," palusot ko. I looked at my gladiator sandals. I wished I could wear the heels and more.

"She was not!" ani Chesca.

Tumingin ako sa kanya. "Titignan ko lang naman talaga..." Her face dropped. Fine. "Fine. Kukunin ko sana talaga," I proclaimed.

I admired Chesca tastes on clothes. She ordered me a dress on Topshop. Siya rin ang laging tanungan ko kung anong magandang isuot sa kahit ano mang events. Ches is wearing a light gray dress, revealing the curve of her body, and a heels. I am wearing a light pink Crisscross Strap Slipdress. It is not fitted, because Ches said, I should not be wearing fitted dress for the shape of my body. Then she told me to wear a gladiator sandals. Dahil kapag nag-heels pa 'ko, matataasan ko lamang siya. Her logic, dude.

Right now, we're heading to a hotel to attend an event. Actually it's a birthday celebration. It is Mrs. Salvador's birthday. Ginaganap ito ngayon sa hotel nila. Their family is a well-known business-centered-oriented something like that. Magkakilala na ang pamilya namin sa pamilya nila. I met her, actually. She's really nice. She told me to call her grandma, too. Ngunit nahihiya ako...we're not actually blood-related.

"See," Franchesca said, "Mom," and looked at our Mother.

"Nathalie, hun, don't ruin your sister mood for me?" I looked at our mother. Nakita kong tumingin din si Daddy sa salamin sa harap. I breathed a sigh.

"Fine," I sighed defeated. "I will not. Sorry..." I murmured.

"Okay, girls. We're here," Daddy stated.

Tinignan ko si Chesca. I smiled and she smiled. So we're good. Stop playing around, Nathalie. I could almost read Ches's expression.

Huminto ang sasakyan namin sa tapat ng hotel. Daddy was assisted to park the car. Una akong bumaba upang makita ang lugar. Salvador's hotels could be possibly a world-class. I like it. No, scratch that. I love it. The exterior and interior design are breathtakingly beautiful and classy and elegant. Wow, I breathed in. This is amazing.

Narinig ko ang boses ni Mommy, directing my sister to fix her dress. Sumulyap ako sa likod at nakita kong paparating na si Daddy. Lumapit ako sa kanya. He offered his arm. I giggled and took it.