Luna made herself a macaroni salad. She was craving and watching her favorite drama. She was laughing at the scenes.
"What's the matter, big sis?" Denise was wearing her tank top and shorts.
"Out for a walk?"
"Yes. I should go for it. Do you want something else?" She kept her phone inside her bag and tied the shoelace.
"Maybe an ice cream will do. Come back early if you can."
"Sure."
Denise was a high school student and it was the day for her training. Their intramural is coming this November and her agility, speed and endurance were a must as an athlete. She won three times in the past three years.
She was maintaining her winnings to have the attention of her parents. Now that she could do her best in everything, she wanted to be the apple of the eye in their family. Her hardworking self must be proud of her achievements. Not only she was an athlete but she was also a top scorer in their batch. Her one goal was to become the first in the rank.
"I need to do my workout today."
Someone bumped her at her back. "Ouch!"
"I'm sorry, Miss."
She looked at the guy in front of him. "You?"
"What? Is there something wrong with me?"
"Nothing. Nevermind." She wasn't able to get up because her butt was hurt. She couldn't move her legs too.
"Let me help you."
"Don't need help from you. Stay away from me." She was grumpy against him.
"Look, Denise. I'm here to help you."
"I can't. I don't need your help. I can do this." She held herself up but her butt hurts.
"Nevermind helping you."
She was surprised when he lifted her up. "Please let me off! Let me off!"
"Stubborn kid." He accepted her whipping against his back. "No more arguments, please?"
"Stop this. Let me off, Khalil!"
"Good girl. We're here." He let her off this time and helped her sit down.
"At least, you need some rest and I need to do something first. Wait for me here."
He went to a nearby store and he bought three flavors of ice cream. He wanted to make her cool and to apologize to her. He managed to get back at the infirmary to give it.
"Denise, I'm sorry." After few seconds, he opened the curtain. She wasn't there.
She laughed at his back. "What are you doing?"
"Giving you three flavors of ice cream. I want to say sorry because I hurt you. Are you okay now?"
"Yes. It hurts but I can manage it." She sniffed the ice cream and her mood suddenly changed.
"Do you like it?"
"Of course! I like something sweet."
"You mean... Do you like me?" He smirked at her silently. She had thrown him a side-eye.
"What do you mean by that?"
He chuckled. "I need to go." His friends were waiting for him outside and they teased him.
"You're such a good boy, Khalil."
"And she's pretty."
" Don't be so serious. She's a top scorer too, but only second." He was proud of himself.
"She can't beat you in any way."
Denise heard them after being discharged. She was furious at that time. It was her first time to know Khalil and his friends' doing behind her back. "I'll take revenge for myself. I can do this."
She went home early and her big sister was preparing dinner for them. Their parents were put of the country and their maids were on their day off. The butler was there too to help her big sister.
"You're early today. How's your training?"
"Got hurt from that grasshead kid. Here's your ice cream."
"Thank you, Denise. Do you need help?"
"Not from you, big sis. I can manage to get upstairs." She was stubborn about getting help not only from others but from her own family.