Ang Cheerleader Ng Buhay Ko [boyxboy]

Chapter 14

K E N T

"Nako! Batang 'to, gabi na nagtatatakbo ka pa. Saan ka ba nag punta, ha?" Manang Nelia croaked as she greeted us when we entered the front door.

"Sinundo ko lang po si Kevan," I replied as I gestured towards him and said, "Si Kevan po pala. Kevan this is Manang Nelia."

When I looked at Kevan, I saw how his eyes grew wide as he tried to take in the sight before him. First time niya kasi dito sa bahay and maybe he's in awe sa interior design ng bahay. Si Mom kasi talaga ang nag take charge sa design nito.

Our house exudes a modern-rustic French theme. It resembles a classic French country house with a contemporary twist. I'm pretty sure this is not an everyday sight for him, kaya malamang namamangha siya, just like most first timers dito sa bahay.

From the marble floors, matte walls with semi-gloss trims, high ceilings, big glass windows and curtains, hanggang sa mga furniture na gawa pa ng isang sikat na designer sa Philippines and abroad, Mom herself handpicked every bits and pieces ng design and fixtures ng bahay.

Pareho naman silang mahilig ni Dad sa mga artworks kaya meron ding iilang mga magagandang paintings na naka sabit sa walls ng bahay. Mom, in particular, has a fondness for vintage chandeliers, and you'll find a few gracefully suspended from the ceilings. Dad, on the other hand, takes pride in his collection of fine liquors, some of which have aged over a century.

Natutuwa naman ako kay Kevan. Manghang-mangha siya sa mga nakikita niya, napa nga-nga siya at kinurap-kurap pa ang mga mata niya. Ahh those cute little eyes.

Manang Nelia finally broke the silence. Awestruck parin kasi si Kevan, "Kamusta ka, iho?"

Kevan snapped out of his reverie and grinned at Manang Nelia sheepishly. How cute!

"Okay lang po! Kayo po?"

"Ayos lang din iho," she croaked. "Kent, kumain na ba 'tong bisita mo?"

I was about to answer, but Kevan butted in. "Nako, wag na po, busog pa po ako."

Hmmm, you're not a good liar, Kevan. Your eyes say otherwise. I'm sure di pa siya kumakain at pagod na pagod siya galing sa practice.

"Can you please get Kevan something to eat po? May school work pa po kasi kami."

"Sige, iho. Ako nang bahala. Ihahatid ko na lang doon."

Kevan elbowed me and I just smiled in return.

"Let's go."

Kevan was obviously still awestruck the moment we took the grand staircase. He even stopped a few times at some paintings and squinted his eyes just to take a good look.

"Ang ganda ng bahay niyo! Grabe!" he exclaimed.

"Mom was really on top of the interior design. Dream house kasi nila 'to ni Dad," I muttered.

Not a lot of people know that our house was featured a lot of times in some lifestyle magazines, and even in some TV shows. But ayaw lang ni Mom ipaalam na kami ang may-ari nito. Ngumiti lang si Kevan at sumunod lang sa 'kin sa pag lakad.

Before we entered my room, I took a quick glance at Kevan. He looked calm and composed, but I had no clue how he would react once he laid eyes on Jansen. As I swung the door open, Jansen glanced back at us, and his brows furrowed briefly upon spotting Kevan, but he immediately turned away and put his focus back on the screen without uttering a word.

Kevan's expression quickly changed too. It was as if a dark raincloud had materialized within the confines of my room. The atmosphere grew heavy, weighing down on us.