ancient mystique

"Good morning darling" a ray of light dazzled me and made me woke up that my grandma greeted me "you're going to be late honey c'mon" she jointed with a gorgeous smile that made my morning great from a very dauntingly bad dream. I sat and stretched my body and abrupt a huge hug to my beautiful, sunflower grandma, scented like a garden of flowers and butterflies and soft like a cloud in the clear blue sky to an opposite of clean white enormous mansion with a huge garden with neat tree's. I told her about my dream saying— I had a dream, and there's a frumpish mermaid destroying all our neighbors, she looks like very mad at the world and I don't know, tho I'm not believing on mermaids. My grandma stood up and walked out without saying something. I followed her at the kitchen with her mom, my grandma's mom and my uncle. We.... We don't have a huge house like what I did told before HAHA. But the thing is, although we don't have a mansion and a beautiful garden, we're still rich at all things that money can't buy. My dad is a fisherman and my mom is a gardener on billionaires mansion. My grandma sells fish on market when my dad came home, while my uncle? He's a construction worker at the next barrio, kinda far but he's still working there. I don't have a siblings, nor a cousins, my uncle was only 21 tho, he didn't finish high school. I once asked my parents weather if I stopped studying for work but they always say— what work?, I need to study, persue studying to reach my dream, blah blah blaah. But I want to work for them, I don't wanna be useless.  "What are you standing there?" — "Come here and let's eat" my grandma's mom initiation. I call her naynay while I call my grandma, mother and my mom, mama. My mom was at the millionaires gardener for sure and my dad was in the middle of the shore, as always. I walked bound to dining table and sat in front of my uncle, he greet good morning and say I'm going to be late."It's just 5 am in the morning, how could i be late?" I asked with medium high voice. "Ah uhm, it's already six your watch was one hour late honey"—my nanay replied. I need to hurry! I need to take a bath now! I'm going to be late! I ate faster than a dog and quickly took a bath but I need to get a pale of water on a well! I grabbed a bucket, and tied it on the end of the rope on the well hanger. I just slowly let the rope go down until it reaches the water and using a long, long stick I need to push the bucket more deeper to fetch water from it and pulled the rope back. I just did it two times. Two bucket of water is enough we need to save water from well cuz we're using it to drink. Salt water is not accurate for us to drink of course HAHAH So I did took a bath and put on my uniforms, get ready for school. Deep breath, thing i always do in front of the mirror. Well some people say; having a high grades is the most goal in studying, but for me it's not. My dad said 'although you have high grades, if those grades cant give you food to eat or money to buy, you don't need to try hard, being passed is enough. Do what you can, if your passion is art, you don't need to try hard to solve math problems, why? Cuz it's useless if you don't wanna learn that stuff. Kinda funny but it's right, it's true. Well what will you do to numbers if you need colors?, what will you do to fabric if you need leaves?. Interesting, by the way, i gotta go HAHHA, probably miss Enrique will bust an anger because I'm late.  Walking through my school, for them was hard and far, cuz I'm only walking, there's no transportation here, more far from my school but, I'm sure that brat kiddo on billionaire's house will boast his bicycle, naah, I don't care, I mind my own business, always. Few minutes later of walking, now here he goes, that brat.I just ignored him, I don't have a time to greet BRATS. But he lashed me with his belt bag and laughed, that brat needs to go to hell, I think satan was waiting. "Wanna ride?" He asked. Is he blushing? Why he can't look straight?. Wait I got confused, is he kidding? Or maybe he has a plan, to insult me AGAIN. Well i also have a plan to beat him.  "Ok" I replied with a smirk. He put his bag on his front and sat on his bicycle so i sat at his back. He glanced at my lunch bad that I've been carrying, he grabbed it and put it into the basket in front.  "Hold still, were going to be late" he said and started to pedal fast, I foaled and made me hold him tight.  So this is his plan? I'm going to kick his bicycle later, wait for it bastard. While pedaling, I'm getting used to sit more comfy, he hold my hand and put it around him. "I said hold still" he said. I was so speechless. Is he trying to be a gentleman? Lot of questions but this is not him before. He used to lash me on his way to school, he always sed to pull my hair bond and snatch it. He always writing something insulting on my desk. Argh never mind.  "Why your hair was not tied up?" He asked when we arrived.  "Cuz you snatched all my bonds" I replied with an insulting smile that made him laugh.He pulled my hand made me turn, he seived my hair and tied it up, caused me a shock. "It's more better when your hair was tied" he said.  "Then why are you ALWAYS snatching my bonds?" I asked with my eyebrows up. He holds my hand and pulled me, he grabbed my bag off my both arms, he wore it in. It feels like a flash of light or just a miracle for him to do that stuff. I need to kick his bicycle for a revenge but were walking away from it. My eyes was stocked, stocked at his presence and appearance. Did he changed? Or just a big insult? I bet it was, I need to get ready, but his eyes was talking, I just don't understand. Just like a two color antagonizing on my head. What the f— is this?Enter