TRUTH AND LIES
(My Mr. Perfect)
Written by Faith Lucky.
Mico’s pov Continues.
She was already unhooking my belt while I was unbottening her shirt. Then I suddenly thought to myself.
What was I even doing? Haven’t I let gone if this lifestyle already?
I thought I was searching for true love?
How many more ladies do I have to sleep with before I’d get satisfied?
No. I think I’m done with this. I’ve had too many fun already. Now, I need the perfect one for me.
I pulled away from the kiss and left the bed.
“I’m sorry Allison, I can’t” I said in a rough breath as I brushed my finger into my hair.
She stood up from the bed immediately an came to me.
“Mico, what re you…”
“You need to leave” I cut jet off, just as she tried holding me again.
Frustration crept into her face.
“I said leave!” I yelled the her and tears came up to her eyes.
She stated at me ruefully and ran out of the room.
I sat in the room with Maja helping her out with her homework when I heard someone Knockin on the door.
I stood up immediately to check whom it as and to my surprise, it was a hot looking lady.
She was putting on a bumshot and a crop top and all her finger nails were painted in different colors and designs.
Well, I wouldn’t say it was a surprise to me because I see her kind everyday.
“What do you want?” I asked, still standing at the door.
“Hi. I’m looking for Jake” she replied and made a bubble with her gum.
Sometimes, I wonder why my brother doesn’t see decent ladies to have fun with.
“And why re Looking for him? Is he missing?” I asked with a derogatory stare and she gawped at me.
“Well, I want to see him. Is he at home?” she asked.
“Maybe you should stand out here and scream his name to see if he’s at home” I replied peskily and shut the door.
All these cheap annoyingly ladies. I wonder what the gain from all these.
And Jake…why did God give such a brother to me me? I mean, among all the sensible, responsible boys in the world why does it have to be him? Such a flirt?
“Kapatid, who was that?” Maja asked me as I took my seat next to her.
“Oh, it was no one important” I replied and smiled.
We went on with the homework and not long after, I heard another knock on the door.
What the hell?
Who could it be this time around?
Maybe, a lady putting on just pant and bra.
I stood up from my seat in anger and opened the door with so much rage.
But surprisingly; yes, this time around it was really surprisingly. It was a man holding a file and a bag.
I stepped outside and closed the door behind me.
“Good evening sir” I greeted, taking a look at the bag he was holding.
“Oh, evening. Is this the residence of Alyssa. Uhm…” he paused and opened the file he was holding.
“Alyssa Ramos?” He completed it and my curiosity increased.
“Y…Yes. It is” I replied.
Then he smiled and handed the file to me.
“Congratulations, miss. You’ve just been given a free admission into Mico High school. I have everything you need right here; your uniforms, your stockings, your books, bag, shoes…everything. Just fill this form over here” he replied and stretched out the file to me but I kept staring at him like he was some kind of movie.
What was he talking about? What admission? And what Mico High school?
Is there two Mico High in Manilla? And even if there is, how could I get a free admission into any of them?
“Miss? Miss?” He tapped me and that was when I realized he’s been calling me for a long time.
I shook my head and looked at him.
“Uh…” I stuttered and shut my eyes and upended it again.
Isn’t this a dream?
“S…Sir, I…I..I think you’re mistaken. I…I didn’t apply for scholarship and…Mico High doesn’t even give scholarships” I stammered, my heart beating so fast.
“Of course they don’t. As a matter of fact, you’re going to be the only student with a free admission. So just consider it your lucky day” he replied and stretched out the file to me again.
Oh, God! Was this really happening?
“A free admission?” I repeated fraily. “B…But from whom?”
“Uh…that’s something I don’t know. But you can just take it its from the school management.
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