The Boy with Hazelnut Eyes
The chirping of birds woke me up in the morning. When I opened my eyes, the simple white roof of my room greeted my blurry eyes. I widely smile and stretched my arms, a good start for a morning. The fresh air coming from my veranda beside me, and the sunshine from the sun are giving me a good start in the morning. The air is making my white curtain dance beautifully.
"What a good day is it, Margel!" I happily said to myself. I breathe deeply with a wide smile on my lips before I fix my messy bed. My Mom will be definitely mad if she saw how messy my room is. My mother is extremely organized in everything. She wants everything well organized, and that is what she taught me, since I was 4 years old.
I did my morning routine before I examine myself in the mirror. My glowy white skin pairs my brown wavy long hair and my brown eyes that I got from my Mom. All my features are from my Dad. Many are saying that I am his carbon copy, except for my brown eyes. It really looks like my Mom's eyes.
A knock on the door stopped my morning thoughts. When I was about to call my mom, she opened the door, and I anticipated that it was her, knocking on my door.
"Good morning, darling!" she greets me with a huge smile before she examined my whole room with her brown eyes. I know she's making sure if I organize my room. God, I can still remember how she always lectured me when she will go to my room and it was so messy. Because I was too kid when I was four, I will just pout at her.
"Don't worry, Mom. My room is well organized." I confidently said. She gave me a relieved smile.
"Well, that's good, darling! The breakfast is ready, make sure to go down immediately, your Dad is there." she said and fix my hair for a while. My Mom never been not organized when it comes to me. She always has time for being a mother, same for my Dad. Beyond their busy works at office, they always give time to bond with me.
"I will surely will, Mom!" I joyfully answered. She slightly laughed at the tone of my voice and pinched my nose softly.
"We'll wait for you." she reminded and pointed the outside of my room with her finger. I just nodded before she left me alone in my room.
I am Margel, my real name is Maria Angel Celencio. I find my nickname cool for combining my two names. 'Mar' for Maria and of course, 'gel' for Angel. People around me mostly call me as Margel. It will be too long if they will call me in my two names. We live in a simple Province here in the Philippines. I'm 11 years old, still immature.
Well, I'm still young to be!
Since I was born in this world, I don't meet sadness that often. Maybe because I always live with joy with the surrounding people. My parents never made me sad, even before. They always brought happiness into my life. That's enough reason for me to always smile.
"Good morning, Mom, Dad!" I energetically go down to our little dining room. We are living in a simple but well organized house. Not a mansion, but I could say that this house, where we live is simply beautiful.
A beautiful house isn't important to a family. It's the relationship you all have. As for us, our family is full of joy and not sadness or hatred from each other.
"Good morning, my princess Margel!" My Dad closes his newspaper when he heard me entered the dining room. My Mom just smiled when she saw me, she's busy organizing the table.
"Dad!!" I yelled when he carries me highly and rained my face with his kisses.
"My daughter is getting big, honey." he said to my Mom. I just laughed at him and sat down. Our dining table is now full of foods that were cooked by my Mom. We are not that rich, just in the middle. My parents are office workers in a company. They are always busy, and I know where to bother them in playing when they are not busy. I understand that. My Dad always tells me that they are working not for themselves, but for me. I appreciate every hard work they give just to give everything I need.
I have a grandmother, living next to us, and of course, Aunts. Aunt Lizea and Aunt Liza. They are the two sisters of my Mom. They are both living next to us. My Aunt Liza doesn't have a family, but us. She takes care of my grandmother, since she didn't choose to marry a man and have kids. Well, I heard her love story isn't good.
It was awful.
While my Aunt Lizea has. She has two kids and they are my cousins. Elizea and Elizabeth. I am closer to Elizea than to Elizabeth. Maybe because Elizabeth is too young, while Elizea and I are in the same age.
"Yeah, she is. Can't wait to see her in love." my eyes widely eyed her because of that. Why does my Mom want to see me in love?
"Oh, stop. I'm not ready to see my princess in love with her prince." they both laughed in front of me.
I pouted at them.
"Why would I fall in love, Mommy, Daddy?" I pouted like a little kid. "That's insane."
"It really is, darling. " She softly said and put a rice on my plate.
"Love is insane?" I confusingly ask. How does love become insane?
"You won't understand it now, baby. When you grow up and experience it, you will surely will." I nodded hesitatingly. I don't think I will come to that point of my life. Love? I don't even understand the real meaning of it. I don't know why many people around me are deeply in love with each other.
Just like my parents.
"But Aunt Liza loved too, right?" Here I go again. My curiosity about love is getting more huge now. It's like, I want to dig in a huge tunnel where the real definition is near in the end.
They looked with each other, acting like they communicated with their eyes.
"Your Aunt Liza's story was painful because maybe, destiny is not just good at them." my Mom explained, but I still didn't get it. Instead of asking, I chose not to answer and eat my breakfast. I don't think I will be able to understand the deep meaning of love.
After eating my breakfast, I happily go out of our house to go to Elizea and Elizabeth and play. This is always part of my daily living, play. It's vacation, so I have no school. But when I have, I rarely play outside. I want to focus in my study and make my parents proud. Well, I am always on top! Every school year, the school is awarding me a lot of awards and a ton of medals.
My parents smile paid all the hard works!
"Mommy, Cades is here!" I stopped outside of their house when a black car stopped in front of them. Elizea is there with a smile, looking to that black car.
I wonder who's Cades. She didn't mention that name to me before.
The car opened and a man and a woman goes to Elizea and hugged her like they never seen her for a very long time. They are at the age of my parents in their faces. The man is handsome, even his body is hot with those muscles. The woman is beautiful just like my Mom and Aunts. Her skin is very white, like a milk. Her body is shaping sexy.
When the door of the car opened again, my eyes got captured by the boy who goes out of the car. My eyebrows raised when I saw the boy.
He's cool with that headphone wrapped around his neck. He is wearing a white comfortable hoodie and a black pants, paired with a white Nike rubber shoes. He's taller than me, but he looks like the woman in front of Elizea. The boy's skin is white, I think, he is their son.
But what caught my attention the most, is his hazelnut eyes. I have never meet someone with that eyes. Those eyes are rare. Even at school, I have never seen those color of eyes.
He looks like a foreigner.
"Margel?" My eyes go to my Mom who just showed up beside me.
"It's sun is too hot, use an umbrella for your skin." she reminded and hand me the umbrella. I just nodded when she didn't notice those people in Aunt Lizea's house. When I looked to the boy with hazelnut eyes again, my heart almost fell when he's looking at me without any emotions.
At the age of 11, I felt my heart dance like crazy for the first time of my life.
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