My Jealous Stepbrother (Book 3)

Chapter 20: Third (Special Chapter)

A/N: What push me na ibalik ang MJSB? Well, nung November 21, 2013 kasi, while nakasakay ako sa fx, nagplay yung song na "I DO" ng 98 Degrees. Tapos nun, all of a sudden, bigla na lang nagflash sa utak ko yung "WEDDING" ng JDINA. >/////< As in grabe! Ang ganda ng wedding nila sa utak ko! Tapos yung I DO yung pinapatugtog habang naglalakad sa aisle si Rina with her white gown. Tapos sobrang ganda ng smile ni JD while naghihintay sya kay Rina dun sa altar! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

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Chapter 20: Third

Third's P.O.V

          "Be good to school Third okay?" my Mom said with matching her usual sweet smile.

          "Okay Mom!" I smile widely to her.

          "Try to behave as possible as you can...that is, if that's even possible."

          "Psh!" I just hissed at that JD the bastard.

          Why did he become my father anyway? And why did I agree to be his son in the first place?!

          'Maybe he put some chants into mind during that time!'  I said at the back of my mind.

          And another thing that confuses me is that...

          'Why did my good, sweet Mommy end up with a bastard like him?!'

          "Bakit hindi mo siya samahan sa loob JD?"

          "What! Hell no! He can walk! Why would I come with him?!"

          My parents start arguing again. I just sigh and forget about them and turn my back around.

          Because when they start to argue, it won't stop until they lost their own breath.

          It's always been like that. What's new?

          I turned to look at them while holding to the straps of my backpack. I just shake my head when I saw them still arguing inside JD the bastards car.

          Then I face this big school again.

          "Where the heck is my homeroom here?!"

          I read the words pasted on the school entrance arc. It says Westside University.

          This is my first time going to school here in the Philippines and my second time going in to school.

          When we were still living in Italy, JD the bastard enrolled me to a private school...for boys!

          Imagine the hell I've been when he enrolled me to an all-boys school. No! Don't imagine! It's unimaginable! It's totally horrible!

          I can still feel the creeps in my spine. But somehow, I enjoyed my stay there too. Why?

          I punched thousand of shitty bastard faces there. And I gain respect.

          I missed getting into street fight after all.

          And I hate adults. They say kids were weak. Huh! Weak eh? Look those "strong adult" I knocked down back in Italy then tell me I'm weak.