Yours Truly

Chapter 1

My least favorite subject is P.E. Seriously, who loves sweating so much----besides athletes?

Someone picked me last, and the game began.

I think the opponent's first target was me--- they hit me immediately.

I sat on the bench.

I watch them play--- mostly her, she is the only person I know.

She was great at evading the opponents' ball.

Suddenly our eyes met, she smiled at me and at the same time a ball hit her in the stomach.

She crutches down and curls up.

I didn't know what I was doing. I ran to the guy who hit her and punches him right in the face.

"Idiot," I muttered

I heard our coach blow his whistle.

"What the hell, Katalina?!"

I ignored him and left the gym to go to the clinic.

I saw her lay down on the clinic bed. She tried to sit down as she saw me enter the clinic.

"Stop. Lay down," I ordered her.

I sat beside her bed.

"What are you staring at?" she asked.

"I'm not staring!" I refuted

"Of course you're not,"

Was she being sarcastic?

"Whatever," I heard her chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" I hissed.

"You. You always make me feel giddy,"

"What?! How?" She shrug.

"Just by looking at you, you already complete my day,"

I turn red at what she said.

Nobody ever told me anything like that. They're always mean and cruel stuff.

Get over yourself. She's just saying those things because she was paid to.

I laugh bitterly.

"What's so funny?" She asked

"Drop the act. I know my parents paid you to say all of this nonsense,"

"Your parents paid me to be your all-around maid, nothing else,"

"So you want a raise, is that it?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'll give you your raise for you to stop your shenanigans,"

I stood up and left.

Plastic. Plastics everywhere.

I called my driver. Once he arrived, we went straight home.

I lock myself up in my room.

Me? Completing her day? Making her feel giddy?

Preposterous!

They only want to use me. After that, I'm nobody.

^^^^^^

(Flashback)

"Katalina, did you take Edna's teddy bear?" My teacher asked.

"No, Maam. Angeline said it was hers, and she gave it to me,"

"Is that true, Angeline?" She asked my friend.

"No, Maam. Katalina is lying,"

"I'm not lying,"

"Katalina... lying is a bad thing. I'm gonna let this event pass, but next time we'll be calling your parents,"

And then she left.

"Why did you lied to our teacher. I thought we were friends,"

"What are you talking about? We are not friends, not even close. Look, it doesn't mean that you gave me those chocolates or toys that I asked you; we're considered as friends," and she left.

^^^^^^

They always want something from me: all of them.

I stared at my reflection and noticed that I was crying.

My eyes and nose were puffy and red, and my face tear-stained.

What am I even crying about?

I went to my shower and washed it away.

^^^^^^^

After hours of watching Kdrama, I felt hungry and decided to get out of my room. I was surprised to see her when I opened the door.

"Hungry?" She asked.

"Oh, that's right. You're my all-around maid. I almost forgot about that," She smiled at me.

I slammed the door shut.

I continued watching Kdrama.

My phone starts ringing, so I grabbed it to answer the call.

"Speak,"

"Are you planning to visit us anytime soon?" Abegail asked, one of my cousins

"No, I'm pretty busy,"

"Could you at least visit our Abuelo and Abuela, just once,"

"I said, I'm busy" I ended the call.

Why bother giving my time to them when they can't even give it to me.

^^^^^^^

Even though I ate so many junk foods, my stomach still craves real food.

Someone knocked on my door.

"It's open," I said without turning.

She entered the room with a tray in her hand and a vacuum cleaner in the other.

"Leave it at the bedside and get out,"

"Can I clean your room before I leave?"

"Shh... I'm watching something. Just leave," Without another word, she left.

Whatever. She could have won the best actress award for all of this effort she put into.

"Faker," I muttered.

Fuck! Even though I don't want to eat it, my body refuses to stop and continued eating.

I finished it and tried to find a soda can. Sadly, all of them were empty.

I headed downstairs and went to the kitchen.

"Seriously, how do you cope with her attitude?"

I stopped and hid nearby when I heard the maids talking.

Here we go.

"What do you mean?" Amity asked.

"She's like a living devil. Maybe she's Satan's daughter,"

"Can you stop talking about her like that? She's not that bad,"

I've had enough eavesdropping and decided to walk in there.

They were shocked to see me enter the kitchen.

I took a pitcher from the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of water.

I drank half of it then went to them.

"You--" I faced Amity "--stop acting as if you know me," I faced the other maid and splash the water on her face.

"Quit this job if you want to. I don't care." They were still shocked when I left them.

I heard the other maid sob.

Drama Queen.