( Ãnd the strãnge maidën)
By: Faith Lucky
My face heat up and I nee-d nob©dy to tell me that I’m blu-shing; my face probably would have been all flu-shed.
I sniffed in the sweet smell emitting from the coffee and smiled broadly.
Coffee is one of the strange things I’ve come to like in Xavier’s house.
The first day I had tasted, I instantly liked it and wanted more.
But this coffee in my hand is totally different from the ones I’ve had even without me having even a little sip from it– but I could tell by the sweet smell.
I li-cked myl-ips tentatively and placed the cu-p in myl-ips.
I smiled sheepishly and sipped gently from the coffee.
Oh my! The taste…
It was so different from the one the maids do make.
Wow! Who knew the grumpy Xavier could make a coffee as good as this?
Wow! I’m really impressed!
I took a large sip and breathed out.
Okay, so why exactly did Xavier give me a coffee, especially the one prepared by him?
Perhaps, did my apology letter and chocolate do the trick?
I’ll be more than happy if he’s really not mad at me again.
Throu-ghout the drive to school, I stole glances at the smiling Delaney.
Her face looks brighter and she’s been smiling ever since we stepped into the car.
“What’s with the smiling face Laney?” I asked, not able to keep the question that I badly wanted to ask her since I noticed her smiles that wouldn’t leave her face.
“Let’s say, I’m happy. I woke up from the right side of the be-d.” She bit her lowere l-ips hyly.
“Really? Or is there something you aren’t telling me?” I asked sarcastically.
I really have no idea where my conversation with her is heading at.
If it were before, I’ll just ignore her and type away on my phone or [email protected]
“Nothing really, Xavier. I’m just happy.” She smiled and bent her head shyly.
“Okay, if you say so.” I smiled– I don’t even know why I smiled.
She looked innocent and cute when she’s shy and acting nervous.
She’s too real and sometimes, I do like her for it and other times like when she does something really annoying, I don’t like her for it.
But she’s different from other girls I’ve met.
“Uhm Xavier…” She coughed slightly– a nervous one actually.
“Yes.” I turned to stare at her.
“Well, your mom bought me a phone like yours. She taught me just few basis of the phone and she told me to tell you to teach me how to operate more on it.” She twitched herl-ips and stared at me with a pout.
I smiled and nodded my head.
Okay, what’s wrong with me?
I’ve been smiling too much these days.
“Is it me or you’ve been smiling a lot more?” Delaney asked sarcastically.
My frowned a little and ignored her, going back to my phone.
“Okay, that’s a little task for me to handle.” I had sm-irked over the phone after Brianna had told me what her plans on Delaney were.
“Really? That would be great and make it easier for me.” She had squealed over the phone. I was f0rç£d to re-move the phone from my ears so her screams wouldn’t make me go deaf.
We both ended the call and throu-ghout the night, I couldn’t st©p grinning to myself.
At last, I fell asleep not without a smile on my face.
I got re-ady for school and since I wasn’t early enough, I decided to go to school directly without having to drop by at Xavier.
It’s just a matter of time before Xavier would finally be mine.
I sm-irked triumphantly as I stared at Delaney, standing beside Xavier.
We were in the as-sembly hall and the principal was giving her boring speech as usual.
I just couldn’t wait for the as-sembly to be over so my plans would be carried out.
After the long boring speech from the principal, we were all dispersed.
I whistled happily as I made my way to the clas-sroom.
After everyone had settled down in the respective seats, I stood up elegantly from my seat and cleared my throat loudly, gaining the students attention– just what I wanted.
“My golden wristwatch was stolen!” I announced angrily, not forgetting to add a sm-irk to my faux angry face.
“What? Huh?” Different [email protected] rang out among the students.
“Has anyone seen it or knows who stole it?” I further asked and turned to glares at Delaney, who looked rather less concerned.
“I know who stole it! Delaney did!” Brianna said loudly and stood up as well.
More loud and surprised [email protected] rang out again.
“Me? I didn’t steal anything!” Delaney defended, looking so shocked and lost.
“Then, can I have your backpack searched?” Brianna asked, walking closer to meet Delaney.
“No, you can’t! I didn’t steal anything! Don’t accuse me of what I know nothing about.” She protested vehemently.
I chuckled mockingly.
If only she knows what’s coming her way, then she wouldn’t have disagreed for her backpack to be searched.
“If truly you’re innocent, then let her search your backpack to clear yourself.” I snorted disdainfully.
“Chelsea, what are you doing?” Xavier whispered.
I rolled my eyes and folded my arms.
“Doing what I think is right!” I said sternly.
“I won’t let you search my backpack when I know I’m clearly innocent!” She cried out.
“She’s definitely a thief! She’s refusing to be searched and that means only one thing– she really stole Chelsea’s golden wristwatch.” A student said loudly and the students concurred with her.
Brianna yanked Delaney’s backpack and then, emptied it, turning everything out.
And then, my golden wristwatch fell out and the whole students [email protected] and I could see the disappoinment in Xavier’s face as he stared at Delaney.
( Ãnd the strãnge maidën)
By: Faith Lucky
I stared gob sma-cked at Chelsea’s supposed golden wristwatch.
What the hell?
How did this happen? How did the wristwatch enter my backpack.
“I…swear…I don’t… Know…ho..w… It got there. I didn’t steal it.” I stammered, seriously confused and shocked about the whole thing.
How did the wristwatch get into my backpack?
I would never steal, never!
“Really? So, my golden wristwatch grew wings from my own backpack and got into yours right?
How low can you be? You could have just asked me for it and I’ll gladly give it to you. But stealing? I’m so disappointed.” She huffed disdainfully.
“I swear, I didn’t take it, I’ll never do such.” I tried to defend myself.
Did Chelsea frame me because she hates me? It’s not new that Chelsea doesn’t like me.
I Know she does– even without being told.
The way she looks at me– says it all.
But my question is why exactly?
What did I ever do to her?
“You don’t have to deny the fact that You’re nothing but a crook, a purloiner and a larcenist! You have no shame!” Chelsea sma-cked angrily.
I bent my head and bit my lower l!pto prevent me from crying.
How do I defend myself?
I really didn’t do it.
“You stole Chelsea’s golden wristwatch Delaney, because if you didn’t, you wouldn’t have disagreed for your backpack to be searched.
You’d have allowed your backpack to be searched without any complaints or disagreement.” Brielle said and the students echoed a yes.
“What difference would it have made huh? My backpack being searched willingly or unwillingly? The wristw””atch would have still been found in my backpack.
I would have still being termed a thief.” I cried out, feeling both angry and confused.
“And why on Earth would I want to steal anything?” I yelled, not entirely not knowing where the guts [email protected]£ from.
“That’s because you’re a poor thing and a lowlife! You can’t possibly own something as expensive as my golden wristwatch and so, you decided to steal it.
Who knows, maybe you’ll sell it and use the money for your miserable self.” She scoffed irritably and the students bur-sted into an hysterical laughter.
At that moment, I felt like yanking Chelsea’s hair and sma-cking her face ha-rd on the desk but I didn’t do it, I just stood and kept my cool.
“That’s enough!” A de-ep authoritative voice said sternly.
I turned and saw Xavier, he looked disappointed.
I took my gaze away from his as soon as he gave me a glare.
“[email protected] from Brianna, is there anyone who saw Delaney put Chelsea’s golden wristwatch inside her backpack?” He asked, his eyes darting from one student to the other.
The once murmuring students were all quiet and nob©dy said a word.
Okay, wait! Is Xavier trying to side with me or what?
“Nob©dy?” He asked calmly.
Still, nob©dy said a word or stood up.
“Okay. Now Chelsea, how would you think that Delaney knew you brou-ght a golden wristwatch to school today?
I’m sure you aren’t the only student with such a valuable as-set. So, why would Delaney think of taking yours?” Xavier asked, he was staring at Chelsea who looked rather speechless and angry.
Herl-ips quivered as she couldn’t utter a word. I almost bur-st out laughing because of how speechless she looked– this was the same girl that was yelling and saying all sorts of despicable words to me.
“Cat suddenly got your ton-gue right?
Next time, before you think of framing someone, think very well.” He huffed and sat down gracefully.
I turned and gave him a small appreciating smile while he just shrugged.
“We are sorry for agreeing to the face that you are a thief when you’re clearly not.” A student said and others concurred.
I smiled lightly and sat down.
Chelsea glared murderously at me and stomped out of the clas-sroom.
Wow! Xavier defended me!
He believed me!
Could this day get any better?
I dropped Chelsea’s golden wristwatch on her desk and arranged my scattered things back into my backpack.
Throu-ghout school that day, my mind was far away.
I was so lost in thought. And anytime I turned to look at Chelsea, I felt really angry – angry that, she’s my half sister, something I never dreamt of.
How did we end up becoming siblings huh?
Why her of all people?
I got home that day and I met mom at home. She was talking with grandma.
I greeted the both of them and went to my room.
I thought about my life– my past life with mom, how we found it difficult to eat.
There was even a time we would go to be-d with an hungry stomach– that was because grandma was terribly sick and we nee-ded money.
That period was very difficult for us that I thought I was going to die from starving.
But thank goodness, grandma survived and mom was able to pay her hospital bills.
Mom got a better job and we were able to eat two square meals without difficulty.
My life was never for once a be-d of roses. I’ve never experienced the life of the rich even for a day.
I’ve always dreamt of living a good and comfortable life, without any struggles.
I’ve always wanted to live the life of a princess– to live in wealth.
And that’s why I decided to study ha-rd so I’ll be something great in life– and we would be able to leave a good life.
“Your face is gloomy Alicia. You’re looking like someone who lost her husband.” Grandma joked. I didn’t even smile or laugh, I was in no mood for laughing.
“What is it dear? Don’t you like the food? It’s your favourite you know?” Mom asked affectionately and placed her hands on mine on the dinning table.
“Something is bothering me mom.” I said truthfully and dropped my spoon.
Mom stared confusingly at me and arched her brow.
“What is it? You can tell me.” Mom replied.
“Mom, the truth is that, I’m I’m tired – tired of living this kind of life.” I said, not caring about what mom reaction is gonna be like when I finally tell her what I want.
“What are you insinuating Alicia?” Mom asked.
“Mom, you see, I’ve always wanted to leave together with you, grandma and my father. I’ve always wanted to live in wealth. And now, it seems like my dream is coming to pas-s.” I sighed softly.
“So?” Mom asked with a crea-sed eyebrows.
“I want to meet my father, I want him to know he has a daughter aside Chelsea. I want to introduce myself to my father.”
Do you think Alicia is right to want to see her father?
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