Sky's POV – Section A Hunger Games
Run and catch with Section A wasn't PE. It wasn't even bonding. It was psychological warfare.
Marco was already chasing Riyo in circles, screaming, "STOP RUNNING, YOU COWARD!" while Riyo cackled, "CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, JOKER FACE!"
Blessing had somehow stolen a slipper and was waving it like a sacred sword. "BEHOLD, MY WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION!"
Riri screamed back, "YOU'RE GOING TO GET CURSED BY A MANANG FOR THAT!"
And Ereiko? The maniac had pulled out a GUITAR from nowhere and was strumming while running. "RUN, MY CHILDREN, RUNNN~"
"SHUT UP, ED SHEERAN!" Cherry shrieked.
Meanwhile, Perry jogged calmly like he was training for the Olympics. "Some of you are embarrassingly bad at running."
"SHUT UP, TRACK STAR!" Marco barked, still rolling in the grass with Riyo like two cucumbers fighting to the death.
And me? Skylar Peralta. Queen of chaos. Survivor of cousin abuse. Because YES — Marco had already whacked me on the head earlier. My own kuya. My own flesh and blood. My skull was still vibrating.
"KUYA, YOU TRIED TO MURDER ME IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!" I screamed, clutching my head dramatically.
Marco rolled his eyes. "It wasn't even hard."
"My neurons are filing a lawsuit!"
"You never had neurons," Perry deadpanned.
"SHUT UP, PERRY! This is about justice!" I snapped, spinning dramatically while Section A chanted "LAWSUIT! LAWSUIT!" like this was Judge Judy.
And then— the betrayal cherry on top: someone yelled "SKY, YOU'RE IT!"
WHAT. BETRAYAL. My soul left my body.
I charged after Skiez first, because of course he was standing there like a K-drama poster boy — hands in pockets, mysterious smirk, not even pretending to play.
"RUN!" I screamed at him.
"No."
"NO??"
I lunged. He sidestepped. I faceplanted. Section A roared with laughter, chanting "LIKE A DYING FISH!" (Thanks, Kika, I hate you.)
Fine. Plan B. Snack warfare.
"Section A!" I bellowed, waving my lunch bag. "Inside this holy artifact lies Oreos, candies, and chips. Help me catch Mister Untouchable, and it's yours!"
Gasps. Blessing clutched her chest. Kika screamed, "FOR THE OREOS!" and charged.
Suddenly Skiez was being mobbed by half the class, dodging everyone like a ninja. I stood there holding my snack bag high like a warlord, screaming, "DANCE, STATUE! DANCE!"
He escaped, of course. Cool, calm, smug. "Untouchable," he said, leaning against the fence. The class howled, chanting "UNTOUCHABLE KING!" while I considered selling my soul to Lucifer just to see him trip.
And then BB, bless her referee heart, yelled, "OKAY! WIND'S IT!"
Oh. No.
My blood froze.
Wind Axie Weaso. Tall. Fast. Annoying. Smug. My mortal nemesis. And his stupid smirk locked directly onto me.
"Run, babygirl," he called, loud enough for the entire barangay to hear.
The class went FERAL.
"OHHHH SKY'S DOOMED!"
"KYAAAAA LOVERRRSS!"
"KISS KISS KISS!" (Kika again, obviously possessed by demons.)
"NOT ME!" I shouted, pointing wildly. "Catch Perry! He's tall and runs slow!"
"Excuse me?" Perry barked, but Wind ignored him, already sprinting.
I ran. HARD. My legs were on fire, my lungs betrayed me, my soul almost climbed out of my throat. But his footsteps thundered closer.
"Is this all you've got, little queen of chaos?" he teased, voice smooth.
"SHUT UP, USO!" I screamed, zigzagging like a goat on drugs.
"SKY HE'S BEHIND YOU!" Riri shrieked.
"I KNOW!!" I shrieked back.
Then—arms. Strong arms scooped me right off the ground.
Wind. HE LIFTED ME. Bridal style. In front of everyone. Like a stupid teleserye.
"Caught you," he murmured, smirk practically glued to his face.
"PUT ME DOWN, YOU RICH BRAT!" I flailed like a drowning fish, kicking, screeching—until…
Kika. That spawn of chaos. That devil in Section A's uniform. She SHOVED him from behind.
We toppled. The world tilted. Time slowed.
Lips.
HIS lips. MY lips.
CONTACT.
THE EARTH STOPPED SPINNING.
Section A exploded into chaos.
"KYAAAAAAAAAA!!"
"SKYWIND! SKYWIND! SKYWIND!"
"LIKE A DRAMA SCENE OMG!!"
Riyo literally fainted for dramatic effect.
I shoved Wind away so hard I nearly rolled across the grass. My face was burning. My soul evaporated. My ancestors disowned me.
And Wind? That idiot? He just smirked wider, brushing his lips with his thumb.
"Hmm. Soft."
"EXCUSE ME?!" I shrieked, voice hitting dolphin pitch.
"Accident, of course." His grin was wicked. "But hey, if you wanted another excuse to kiss me, just say so."
Section A HOWLED like they were at a K-pop concert. "ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!"
I wanted to DIE. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. I wanted to yeet myself into another galaxy.
But nope. Instead, I stood there red as a tomato, Section A chanting "SKYWIND! SKYWIND!" while Wind smirked like the smugest idiot alive.
Lord. Smite me. Eat me alive!!