Someone Like You

Chapter Six

My duties as the new manager of the basketball team are not as hard as I think it is. Couch Mark already had briefed me about my job. We also had discussed about my schedule. Since I'm still studying, we agreed on a schedule that fits my time. All that's left to do now is to formally introduce me to the team. It feels weird that everything goes smoothly for me but I'm really thankful about it.

I'm looking forward on meeting the whole team and spending more time with Alexander! Aaah! I can't wait for tomorrow to come! I am swimming in the abyss of my imagination, smiling wide enough to split my face then I feel something vibrating in my pocket.

It is my phone. I check it to see that it's my mother calling me.

"Mom?" I say in my not-so-interested voice.

"Where are you?"

"Mall."

"Do you have extra money?"

I roll my eyes. Why didn't I see that coming? She only calls me if she wants to run an errand or buy her something. The worst thing is I spend my own money every time she asks me to do something.

"What do you want, mom?"

"Buy me my medicine. Do you remember its name?"

I close my eyes and try to remember the name of that medicine.

Was it Indozal?

Enderal?

Inderal?

Crap I can't remember it at all.

"I'll text it to you." She says after my moment of silence.

"Okay."

"Be home by six."

"Seriously?"

"That's an order." She says with authority and hangs up the phone. That's the kind of voice she uses every time she's drop dead serious. I sometimes think that with that voice, she could order even the president of the country. Well yeah, I'm exaggerating.

After I bought her medicines, I decide to go home; I don't have anything left to do anyway. I came here to kill time, now that I don't have any more time to kill and money to spend, the best thing to do is go home.

I walk to the nearest bus station. I scan my wallet to check if I still have enough money to go home. Twenty peso bill is still there. I smile to myself. Relief runs through my spine. Thank God, I still have enough money to pay for the fare.

I live quite far from the city. Every day, I need to travel for about an hour to attend my class or do something in the city. I need to pay twenty pesos for the fare from home to the city and vice versa.

I close the zipper of my wallet but before I could put it back to my bag a pair of hands snatches it from me. In a flash, my only chance to go home has been stolen away from me.

I stand there stiffly unable to say a word. My arms hang in the air like as if I am still holding my wallet. What has happened? Everything happened so fast. My mind is really having a tough time processing what has happened. I turn around and a figure of a man becoming smaller and smaller until it disappears. Finally, my brain finishes processing everything.

I was robbed! A sudden coldness fills my body. My eyes heat up and my vision becomes blurry as tears keep on falling down my eyes.