Not a Fairy Tale

Chapter 002 - 1.2 - First Quarter

Aunt Ry mounted in front, while me, at the back. If the others would not ride at the shotgun seat when a driver was driving, then not Auntie. She didn't want her employees to feel that she was the boss. Her treatment with everyone was fair.

"Forgive Tyrone, he is really slow to act. Robin, please call Tyrone inside, oh," Aunt Ry said.

"Auntie, no need to bother. It is alright, it was still too early after all."

"Fine, fine. So how was school? Still Top One?" She asked. See? She was really nice.

I chuckled, "Um, hopefully. I wish."

The travel would only be twenty minutes from here, but it was super hassle because we lived in a subdivision so transportation vehicles were hard to come by. This subdivision's exit was also far so sometimes, I would just walk. That was why when Aunt Ry asked me if I wanted to come with them, I didn't hesitate! If it was Tyrone, he would not let me go with him.

Speaking of, he was already here. As he opened the car's door, it was obvious he was startled.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, he's truly evil.

"I am the one who asked her to come with us. Don't be rude, Tyrone."

"Whatever," He said then hopped in. The two of us were the only one at the rear seat. He looked at me and shook his head, he smirked. What have I done again?

"How thick-skinned," He whispered.

"Aunt Ry, Tyrone said that I am thick-skinned." I complained because it was true that he had said that. Well, it was also true that I am thick-skinned but it was not right to tell me that. Truth hurts you know, excuse me.

Aunt Ry looked at us, "Tyrone James! How many times do I have to tell you to be good to Zeah? Just forget what happened in the past. Forgive and forget, right, Zeah?" She winked at me so I blushed. Maybe I have a crush on Auntie! But shit, I also have a crush on Uncle Tyler!

I looked at Tyrone but he was already giving me those killer looks. I was about to speak when he closed his eyes and leaned to the car's window. Okay, bye.

After we reached the LRT Station, Auntie and Sir Robin left and of course, Tyrone also left. I didn't really care so I just went to the women's side. It was not hard to set foot in the LRT right now because rush hour had yet to come but it was still crowded.

When I came inside the train, there was girl with her bag opened.

"Miss, your bag is open. Someone might steal from you," I seriously said. She even looked rich. Another thing was that I am obsessive compulsive. Sometimes, bacause of it, even when eating M&Ms, I would always separate the colors. If red, then I would only eat the red ones first. If blue, then blue it is, and so on and so forth. I didn't know, maybe I have a problem in mind.

She smiled and zipped her bag close. "Thank you!"

Gosh, she was so modest. Maybe she was really rich, but what did I care?

After I got off the LRT Station, I was surprised because the girl seated beside me who had her bag opened earlier, also got off. The only thing I was wondering was that we were walking towards the same way. We didn't have the same uniform, hence, she was not studying in my school. But, why am I even tattletaling?