Chapter 22: Resort

Yannie Ace Ruiz

"Are you sure I shouldn't have you picked up there?" Ate Rica asked me from the other end of the line. We were currently having a conversation over the phone.

"Yes, Ate. We can just commute," I replied to Ate Rica.

"Alright, then. Just update me when you get there, okay? Take care."

"Sure, Ate." I put my cellphone back in my bag after our call.

"I wish you had just agreed to let them pick us up," Veron complained to me.

"Let's not. We'll just take public transportation. It might bother Ate Rica," I replied.

"But we don't even know exactly where the resort is," Veron pointed out.

"We can ask around when we get there," I suggested, and we continued walking until we finally boarded a Jeep.

The island resort for Ate Rica's party is in Cavite. It's a pool party, so Veron and I brought a slightly large bag with our swimwear. It's already 10 in the morning, and they're already there while Veron and I are still on our way. It would not be very pleasant to ask them to p