MYSTY
I was on my way to my next class when my phone beeped. The screen flashed my brother's name. I suddenly felt disappointed. I love my brother, but I expected someone else to call me. Why was I hoping for a call from that person? He just said I had nice hair; it didn't mean anything.
He seemed high! One of my theories was still clicking. Was he a drug lord? Did he taste-test the product? That explained all his wealth.
I swiped on the screen to answer my big brother's call. I smiled when he appeared on the screen with the widest one.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Em-em, Mom told me about your "best friend"? Who is it? Mom said he is good-looking! Is he helping you with moving on?" Martin said.
"Easy, Kuya! You just machined gun questions. Oh, it's Uno, our team leader," I said.
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