Chapter IV

Note: Okay. Yeah.

The plane going to the Philippines had been as quiet as Andrea had been in the previous week. George might've got carried away with the flirt game and tease test that she forgot that there are things that are off limits; things that even best friends shouldn't be doing: take that fitting room happening for example.

George knew that she might've gone too far but couldn't really help herself. There's this force, this invisible force between them that she couldn't decipher just yet, that would break every inch of self control she have when it comes to Andrea. If truth be told, she really finds the other girl very bangable, if that is ever a word, and she would really do her if her friend would give her the time of the day.

But she knew it isn't anything more than that, or it couldn't be, that would be the end of the world. For her, Andrea was the only person who saw the twisted mind of hers because she was the only person she ever allowed to do so. One reason would be because the girl was very persistent and of course, there's this force again.

Andrea wasn't really the goody two shoes but rather quite the opposite. She's mean and a total bitch. She's egocentric and selfish. She always always thinks of herself, as in always.

But she likes her anyway because she was always honest and though a bit awful, she knows how to accept what mistake George would point out. She's like a walking contradiction or maybe George romanticized her character and saw her differently, totally different from the truth.

So while it makes George's heart race to do those things to her, she would totally give it up if it would cost her their friendship.

The sad part of doing an apology is that it was never easy. It doesn't even help when you're going to be apologizing to a total dickhead but it's Andrea and it would only take a little time for her to finally cave in.

She looked at her. Sitting beside her doesn't really do much when she's out looking at the clouds or reading, and you're there trying to listen to how annoying your friend's friend by telling her life story, worse how she moved on with all her boyfriends.

George might've been too busy ignoring Cindy, the friend's friend, and looking at Andrea that it took her a while to finally realize that Andrea was looking at her and asking her a question.

"I said, what are you looking at?" that was the only time that she snapped out of it and Andrea was already looking at her. She couldn't make sense of it and she didn't have the words to say a single thing.

"Hey smug face, what the fuck are you looking at?"

"I was actually wondering, you look good these days " she knew that she shouldn't be thinking that way and she shouldn't be saying those things to Andrea, but she really couldn't help it.

The other girl just gave her a face and turned around.

But she heard her "Don't I always, duh?"

That made her smile. Somehow, everything's okay, at least for now.

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"So, where are we?" George asked, not really appreciating how the sweat is all over her body. They've arrived in Cebu city where someone would pick them up, as told by Vanessa it's her friend from the Philippines. She's not really familiar with the country so if ever she gets lost, she might just die.

There are lots of people that went with them. Andrea's so called boyfriend, Cindy, Shay, Connor who are all Vanessa's friends. George might have felt out of place if it weren't for Cindy and Vanessa who would more than often take her hand and drag her along with them, not that she appreciates it. Andrea was busy with his guy and the other two was busy with each other.

"There's my friend! Michaela!" She shouted and waved to a girl, probably not local, she does not look local as George thought. "Guys, this is Michaela. Mich, meet guys."

"Hi everyone! Well, Hi hot human you." Michaela said smiling at George. This made both Andrea and Vanessa almost take G away from Michaela.

"Off limits, Mich." Vanessa smiled.

"I never thought you plated for the other team."

"Well, it's never too late to try."

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"Hey can I talk to you?" Andrea sat on her sister's bed while the other girl was still busy unpacking.

"You done unpacking?" She didn't look up nor stop what she was doing because she knows exactly where this conversation is going.

"Well, since you very well know what I want to say... explain yourself. And please, take that stupid smirk off your stupid face."

"Woah, don't you think that might be a little bit too much of reaction for a self-proclaimed best friend?"

"I'm just saving everyone--"

"Wait, don't tell me you're jealous?"

"Excuse me?"

"Oh c'mon. You don't have to hide anything from me."

She really couldn't believe that it would seem like it to others. She was just trying to be the good person that she thinks she is, who tries to save as much lives as she can.

"That is where you're wrong, hun. Does boyfriend ring a bell to you? "

"I don't even mean it that way." Her sister laughed at the realization that she caught her sister.

"I hate you."

"Look, ugly face. I mean, it's okay if you like George. But you have to step up."

"No, it's not like that. That's my best friend out there and in the past 2 years, I've only wanted to see her happy because she's been hurt far too many times.-"

"So you don't like her like that?"

"No."

"Are you a hundred percent sure? "

"Positive."

"Well, I do hope so. There are a bunch of people here ready to tap that ass."

"Including you? I never thought -"

"I never said anything, mind you."

She was actually glad about this talk she had with her sister but something is quite not right. She can't really decipher it just yet, but pretty soon she will. She must.

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The night was seemingly good, peaceful to be more exact. This kind of moment reminds George of the time she spent with her grandparents on the countryside; where you can see the bright stars dancing like a yellow flicker beat.

"That's a song right?" She asked and laughed at herself. This is one of those times, moments in life that would always make her feel certain things.

The stars in the sky are full-blown and she feels so small- and perhaps, acknowledging that it's a bit... lonely. Andrea is with the boyfriend and the rest is in the living room of Michaela's house. She wanted to get some air and doesn't really want to listen to Cindy anymore, or see Connor and Shay making out so she went to the roof deck where you can see the bright stars above, city lights on the left side, and the dark beach on the far end, gleaming under the moonlight.

Sad. She remembered the New Years eve when she was sick and had to stay at home while the rest of the world is out having a great night. Seeing the fireworks light up the sky and no one to share it with-being by herself felt sad and depressing.

But that feeling didn't really last long. Andrea went home. She went back a few moments after the eve, for her, saying that she didn't want her best friend to see the New Year all by herself, and with that she was grateful. But right now, there was no Andrea to take that feeling away.

"Pathetic" she breathed out.

"Who? You? Already know that. Tell me something else please."

And she was there, she was always, maybe not always but mostly, she was there.

"And to what do I owe your visit, Highness? " she smiled as the other girl stood beside her.

"Well, I noticed how beautiful the sky is and maybe a certain peasant is somehow moping."

"So you ended the making out for that? I'm honored."

"We weren't, just talking. and I don't want to kiss him right now, he's drunk and smells. "she moved towards George and her heart was racing.

"But I wanted to kiss you..." now she had her arms around George, looking-stealing glances on her lips. "Again"

This is a little bit dangerous considering that the boyfriend is also in the same place, maybe a little drunk than usual and she doesn't really want to make a scene. But with Andrea being a few feet away, offering herself at a time like this where she feels sad and mostly vulnerable, she can't really push herself to move away.

Without second thought George captured her lips and backed, but Andrea stepped closer putting their lips together, biting her lower lip which made her jerk in surprise. And now she finds herself kissing back, hands moving under her shirt. She could feel the other girl's hand moving under her shirt, going down, holding her jeans with one hand and pushing her body closer with another... and then it stopped.

Andrea, head on George's neck stopped. This made George almost hopeful but then again.

"And so, you're also drunk" She smiled. Maybe this is Andrea's subconscious telling her that there might be something between them, or this is just the other girl marking her, she's her territory. Or maybe, this is to get back to her.

And into the night as she settled her friend on the outdoor bed. "Guess you won't be remembering this." And the smile vanished into the dark.

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