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"Kyaah!~ Wahh! Girls! Nabalitaan n'yo na ba?!"

"Ano? Ano? Ano?"

"Umuwi na siya! Kahapon lang!"

"Kyaah!!~ Talaga? Waahh! Sa wakas at makikita ko na ulit si Papa Nathan!"

Facepalm.

Ang aga-aga. Annoying crazy girls.

At saka sino raw? Nathan? Napaisip ako. Nathan daw, eh. Hindi kaya si . . . Hindi! Coincidence lang! Yeah, like, yeaah. Don't freak out, it's just a coincidence. Right? Right?!

I shrug my shoulders and shake my head in annoyance. I turn around for me to continue walking.

Few steps after when . . .

"Kyaahhh!!"

"Waaahh!!"

"Gosshh! I'm gonna die!"

"Ang gwapo talaga nila!"

"Oo, grabe, teh! Makalaglag panty!!"

Ugh! Seriously?! That's freaking gross.

Sino ba sila? Bakit kung makapag-fangirl sila . . . Ewan na lang.

To my curiosity, I turn around again. There's a huge crowd of girls, even their eyes are forming into heart shape.

I let out a breath and innocently looking at the guys whom these girls are fussing for. I can't see them clearly, kasi natatakpan sila ng mga babae.

"Heh." I whisper. It's pointless to suffice my curiosity. And I have a hunch who are those guys.

I'm about to remove my eyes to the crowd when I sense someone silently looking at me.

I search for that someone. Its gazes are cold and deep. I keep on looking, and in just a glance, I catch him looking at me.

"Chance." My inner voice calls his name, wondering if he hears me.

My eyes get stuck to his eyes. His cold grey orbs are like magnet to me—attracting all the negative charges on my system.

The scenery has changed also. It's like we are only the people here.

I feel my heart accelerates and it skips a bit. What is . . . this? I ask myself as I place my hand to my loud-beating heart.

And then, it's like someone mentally slaps me as though it is waking me up to reality.

Absently, I turn my back and start walking away!

Gracious Heavens! What is that? May sakit ba ako sa puso? I think, I don't have.

I continue walking so fast, hearing my heartbeat tapping against my ears!

I fasten my pace as I flinch my palms. My head is slightly bowed down and I feel my face heats in 'I-do-not-know' degree! Do I have a fever? Impossible! I arrived here in perfect shape!

I reach our room and my heart is still having its own rock music. I sit directly to my chair and flop my head on my desk.

Calm. Calm. Calm.

Why do I feel so shy? Especially on what I did a while ago. This is not so me.

I compose myself and sit up properly. I take a deep inhale and let it out. That makes me calm a bit. And until the very last long, my heart steadies in a regular rhythm as I can now breathe normally.

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She turns her back. Now, gone.

"Kyah! Chance, please marry me!!"

My eyes land automatically at the crazy girl who yells those words.

I give that crazy woman a cold glare, hoping that she would disappear out from my sight.

"Oh, my gosh! He looks at me!!"

I groan in irritation. Girls are annoying. Really.

"Chill, Chance." I hear Sean say to me and place a hand to my shoulder.

I only hiss and ignore him—or everyone.

This guy chuckles. "Okay, girls. Please, excuse us now." and excuses.

And gladly, they make a way for us.

"Hoy, Chance," Justine calls me, since he's beside me. "Tell your fam to build a secret entrance for us."

"Yeah, I'm planning for it." I answer him.

"Hey, Boss!" I hear Kieffer call our leader.

"Yo?" Nathan replies with his cool grin.

"Hindi ka man nila na-miss." Kieffer sorts in low tone.

Nathan chuckles to Kieffer's reaction, "Siyempre, ganyan ang gwapo." and replies with a wink.

"Hoyy! Mas gwapo ako, ha!" Sean protests, making his way to Nate.

"Asa ka naman, Sean." Justine titters while smirking beside me.

"Bakit? Hindi ba?" Sean retorts.

"Oo, Sean!" Yaehl joins their commotion. "Dahil mas gwapo ako!" And he proudly says.

"Ako ang mas gwapo!" Kieffer, on the other side, argues childishly.

"Tsk, tsk." It is Nathan who clicks his tongue, then goes beside me, "Tara, Chance." putting his one arm around my shoulders. "Let them fight by themselves."

I never reply, but to nod.

While walking, many girls are still squirming just because we are having our walk. Can't blame them. Nathan is here already.

"Ah, what a waste." Nathan says out of the blue. "She didn't see me."

"Who?" I frown as I ask.

"She never noticed me, 'cuz her eyes were drawn to someone." The time he says that, he gives me a meaningful gazes with a smirk. "I wanted to surprise her, actually."

"Baliw." The first word that I only utter.

"Ahahaha!" He laughs ridiculously while tapping my shoulder. "Huwag mo akong pansinin, Chance."

I hiss, eyeing sideways.

"The same old Chance." Nate comments. I'll take that as a compliment, though. "And by the way, I don't want to attend classes. Let's stay at the HQ."

I give him a questioning look. "Ngayon ka lang pumasok."

"Basta. Sumama ka na lang."

"Fine." I concede with a sigh. "How about the others?" I pertain them, still having a fuss.

"Let them." He tells me boringly.

Then, we head to our head quarters. Once we reach the place, we already did what should be done.

And why do we have a private room inside of this school?

Firstly, my family owns this school, so, it's easy to convince them.

And lastly, it's because we are a gang, we should have our own secret base. We are called as Cold Warriors. Nathan thought of it.

Additionally, our gang is a firm one here in Philippines, and even in other countries of whole Asia.

About that Drag Racing last night, we actually organize that racing, for Nathan's comeback from Korea. Of course, we should entertain him for a bit. The manager of this group has the connections of the best Drag Racers, even the mysterious The Queen. We called her Prima Razza, it means Lead Racer in Italian.

So, it was all right to show our faces to the public last night. No other gang group can enter the race except us. When I say except us, what I mean is the whole clan of Cold Warriors. To be more specific, the whole crowd attended the race last night are part of the gang—our lowerclassmen and underlings.

Also, our identities are highly confidential. Many bounty hunters in the forest hunting us.

Nathan is the leader of the Cold Warriors, though it is not obvious with his face. We call him 'Primus', 'Primo', and such. While I, on the other hand, am the second leader.

I've known Nathan since childhood, and he is the one who taught me how to fight.

Next is Justine, the Master Hacker. He informs us the every latest updates in the Underground Association.

About Kieffer, Yaehl, and Sean, they are good in any kinds of martial arts, shooting ranges, and handling weapons. That also includes us Nathan.

Each of us has different personalities. we are not alike, but without them, the whole team is not complete.

Minutes has passed and everything goes boring.

What is Nathan thinking? Why he doesn't want to attend the class?

I frown as I look to him; and Nathan notices it. "What are you thinking?" And he asks.

I sigh and stare above the ceiling, since I'm currently lying on the couch. "I'm just thinking that you left for about two months . . ."

"Then?"

"Then you became weirder."

He only chuckles. "Like what I said, don't mind me, Chance." and smiles privately.

"Baliw ka talaga." I whisper in annoyance, and he just grins.

After a while, I feel my phone vibrates inside the pocket of my polo.

I grab my phone and Sean's name is appearing on the screen. Why is he calling in the middle of English class?

I let out a breath and answer it. "What do you want?"

"Chill up, bro!" and he says. "And why the hell you didn't attend class with Nate? And you didn't even mind inviting us!" then he complains in high pitch.

"It's none of your—"

"Mister Scott, whom you are talking to?"

I do not have the opportunity to finish my sentence, when Miss Marionne's voice interrupts Sean's business on the other line.

Miss Marionne is just a new teacher, yet our adviser. I like Miss Marionne than our former adviser, because she doesn't care the whatever status you are in this school. To put it simply, she's fair and just.

I can imagine now the priceless face of Sean being caught using his phone inside her class.

"Who's that?" Nate mouths.

"It's Sean." I answer and then he nods.

"The next time I caught you using your phone in my subject, I'll send you to detention office." Says Miss Marionne.

"I understand, Ma'am." Sean answers apologetically. He should be thankful. Phones are strictly prohibited inside of every homerooms.

"I'm hanging up." I tell him and press the end sign.

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Dismissal time. At hindi pumasok ang lima. Ang apat na lalaki, morning lang sila pumasok, pero noong katapos ng morning break, absent na sila.

"Nat, sabay ka na kasi." Elli pleads. Kanina pa ito. Hindi ko na lang siya pinapansin. Okay na rin kami ni Ellianna, mainit lang daw ang ulo niya that time.

"Oo nga, Nat." Ash agrees. "Delikado pa naman ang panahon ngayon. Sabay na dali!" and demands.

Pilit nila ako pinasasabay sa kanila—sa loob ng kanilang service.

I heave a very deep sigh. "No. Thanks for your concern, pero may service rin ako."

"Wala ka bang phone para tawagan ang service mo?" Elli insists. She's really desperate.

"I have." I reply.

"Then, what are you waiting for? Call him now!" Ash asserts in midtone voice.

I tilt my head as I stare blankly at them. "No." I say stubbornly and look to their driver. I eyed him, telling him to go. The driver smiles and nods. I hear the engine starts, "Ingat kayo." and speak, waving a hand.

They muffle their faces and give their pouty faces to me. Aww. Your cuteness has no effect on me. I want to laugh to their looks; puppy face while glaring.

Once they are gone, usually, I'm standing here and patiently waiting for my brother.

Seconds later when I sense a chill runs down to my spine! I feel some pairs eyes looking at my direction.

Some stares are cold; some of it are familiar; and some are cool.

I ignore them and I act like I feel nothing.

They are slowly reaching my whereabout.

Who is that someone? That someone who have the very familiar gazes on me? I want to turn my back, but I'm refraining myself. I don't want to see him looking at me. It's awkward.

They are now near. Maybe, two and a half meter apart.

"Hime."

I got froze when I hear someone calling my real name!

Abstractedly, I turn my back and look at the owner of that voice.

Drat it!

My eyes widen as my jaw drops open physically!

I blink many times. He's not him! It's not him! I even rub my eyes, baka sakaling namamalik-mata lang ako.

But no. It's really him!

Kung kanina gusto kong matawa sa reaksyon ng dalawang babae, ngayon . . .

Si Nathan na mismo ang natatawa sa akin. But why is he here? Is this the school he's attending? Why here? Why is he with Chance?

"As I expected, Hime. You'll be surprised." He says with a gentle voice and smile.

I lower my head slightly, "You're now here, Nate." and say in low voice.

His smile grows wider, "Of course."

I give him a small grin. And then, we all hear a car beep from behind.

Napatingin ako sa likod. Ah, it's my Kuya Mike's car.

Humarap ako sa kanila lahat, and slowly bow my head, telling them that I need to go.

Without looking at them, I enter the car and sit to the passenger's seat. When I close the door, I'm still staring at Nathan. He changed a lot—what I mean is in the physical features.

"Nagkita na kayo ulit, huh?"

Napatingin ko kay Kuya Mike, and he's grinning like Cheshire in the Alice in Wonderland.

"Argh! You know about this, aren't you?!" I exclaim in frustrated tone.

He laughs while driving the car. "Yes, sweetheart, I know about this." and answers coolly, "And I apologize for not telling you. He asked me to keep his homecoming a secret, especially to you."

"I see." I tell him.

"Aren't you happy about that, little girl?" He questions, "Do you . . . you know . . . miss him?"

"Seriously, Kuya. Is that a rhetorical question?" I say in sarcastic tone.

"Bah! I just wanted to know." He shruggs while grinning.

"Yeah, yeah." I mumble and avert my eyes outside

"And Nathan told me that he'll come to your unit this evening." Kuya Mike informs while looking to the road.

"Fine with me." I answer back.

"Good." He replies and continues driving smoothly.

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