One Month Later
Currently me and mom are staying in a hotel here in Mandaluyong, Metro Manila where the PCSO main office is located. Tomorrow we would claim and validify our jackpot winning in front of a small group of reporters and journalist. They already inform us with this ahead of time since already half a year has passed and no one did win the 258 million considering this is no small amount. To us average class family, this can be considered as heavens gift.
I was also able to convince my mom to switch me up on an online class, I dont want to relive my suffering again and technically I already graduated highschool before but I'll be back next year, you ask Why? cause Grade 10 was the most beautiful thing ever happened in my highschool life. I may have sacrifice some things but this is to my ever Brighter Future.
And It was hard time persuading my mother since she doesnt believe in this online set up much to my brother's dismay. But in the near future online class or modular is advisable with the covid-19 pandemic. Wait, wait what if, just what if I am able to prevent this Covid-19 from happening? Nahhh, I cant. Its too heavy for me, I cant do that. Im not Hero, well sometimes I imagine myself to be one.
"Kalia, you should sleep, Tomorrow is gonna be a big day for us."
"Okay Ma, Goodnight."
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Next Day
Standing in front of this towering building is where my 258 million baby is waiting.
"Kalia Let's go inside."
"Coming."
There were many people inside minding their own business. Me and my mother went to this room as instructed.
"Good day, I am Peterson Lejandro. You must be Mrs. Bartolome? Nice to meet you." a neat looking middle age man greeted us.
"Goodmorning, Nice to meet you too Sir Peterson, this is my daughter Kayleen."
"Goodmorning too Kayleen, I offer you my congratulations to your family Bartolome. Shall we proceed to the meeting area?."
"Thank you very much, then shall we."
"Wait before we do that, Ma can we go to the comfort room?" I suddenly asked.
"Yes, we can do that. Sir Peterson Im sorry for the bother, but before going can we go to the comfort room?."
"Of course yes, I shall escort you there."
My mother fully unaware of my mischievous plan, well not really though .
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Meeting Room
As we enter the room through the secret passage, there were clicks and flashes from Camera.
Already? as expected of course. Who wouldnt be surprised if 2 people entering with the no face costume from Spirited away comes.
I bought this a month ago, because I wouldnt want to expose our face on the public even though they already promise to keep it confidential and blur out our faces. I dont trust them.
I know my mom wouldnt agree with this idea in the first place that's why I kept it a secret and pressured her the last minute in the bathroom.
I can feel her embarassment and confusion with the costume choice but hey, Spirited Away is one of my favourite childhood movie.
The process was simple they confirm the validity of the receipt, our identity by the PCSO higher up and make us sign. Instead of a big check, I suggested for a small one.
And we pose to the camera, giving my wackiest pose of victory.
As Sir Peterson escorted us out and before we part ways. I turned to him. "Thank you for guiding us today Sir Peterson. Goodbye and See yah again." giving him a salute sign.
"Ohhh sweet glory, baby!"
I'll be back next year because the 127 million is waiting for me.
Few hours later, our photo went viral across the country
And finally, the real challenge begins now.