08. Subtle Salutations

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"Ahem ahem"

"Uhh err...."

"So! Let's start the trial,shall we? "

"Bring it on!"

"Miss Reynolds and Miss Morgan, what do you have to say about your questionable behavior? " Monica demanded, scrutinizing the two accused.

" Err, well, is this really happening? Sin are we going to be okay? " Angelina voiced, worried

"Err, I think so babe, I'll try to protect you but I'll protect myself first, no offense." As soon as Sienna completed, she whimpered, as she was greeted with a hard blow, on the shoulder, by Angelina who looked so done with everything.

"So are you both going to start or should we press charges against you both" Anastasia said naughtily, as Monica nodded, playing along
"Yes Anna, I believe, the accused isn't going to open their mouth. "

"Yeah Mou I think so too" replied Anastasia, sounding thoughtful.

"Look guys, you don't have to make a big deal ou-"

"BIG DEAL! HUH YOU BOTH START DATING AND DON'T EVEN MIND INFORMING US? I THOUGHT WE WERE BEST FRIENDS!" Monica accused, head-on, furious at their irresponsible attic. Yet she was enjoying grilling her mates more than life.

" I second your cause Mou! They must be EXECUTED. NO MORE TOUCHING FOR A MONTH! " Anastasia joined in, feigning conviction but ultimately broke out into giggles

Surely Monica and Anastasia weren't going to let things slip that easily. It's not so frequent that the friends get to tease and make fun of each other, especially about this silly wonderful and vibrant thing called love. They were only kids. Love, Hate- no matter how prominent and lasting- were still emotions foreign, and unknown to them.

They never quite bothered pondering over those deeply rooted, thick, viscous, humane emotions. Emotions that made us human. Life was simple and lucid for our girls. You study, graduate, get a job, earn, and of course, eat drink and be merry. Life, in their belief, was defined as such. It's like an ocean and only the brave ones manage to surf through it. Others maybe, wade through painfully, panting for oxygen, desperately keeping their heads over the water and holding onto the one last hope to keep them from drowning. While the rest- less fortunate, poor souls, sink.

This was life to our Mou, Sin, Ang and Anna. You either surf or you sink. The middle path never applied to them. It was a ruthless binary state. One or Zero. Ride or die. Nothing in between. And the most dangerous scenario is that, all of them, were determined to surf.

The did not take heed of the sharks that were encircling them and gradually closing in to devour their naive souls. Neither did they take heed of the turbulent waters and sky high waves that could devour them in no time. Life was simple. Yet only if the knew what awaits their fates.

" Mou, Anna we were just about to infor-"

"Stop ! " Monica said dramatically raising her hand as if a general in command.

" We both"-she said pointing her index finger between her and Anastasia-"Are happy for the both of you. You crazy bitches clearly deserve each other. And just make sure not to break each others' hearts because then I'll whip both your asses. AND most importantly, I don't want to become an aunt this early, so keep that in mind. " Monica suggested with a wink.

"Congratulations Guys. You both have our blessings for the very brightly-darkened future that awaits you. Oops my bad, I meant 'brightly- lit' " Anastasia said giggling and dramatically placed her palms over Sienna's and Angelina's head, as if blessing them.

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