After hours of flying, the Wilsons arrived at Manila, Philippines.
"Yay! Finally here at the Philippines!" Those were the first sarcastic words that uttered out of Santita's mouth while riding off the plane.
Her mother knew she was being sarcastic, so she said:
"Shut it, Santita"
Santita rolled her eyes, as usual.
They got their Louis Vuittons, and proceeded outside NAIA. They saw Mark Anthony Wilson, Santita's father.
"Darlings! Good to see you. How was your flight?" Mr. Wilson asked both of them.
"OUR FLIGHT IS THE WORST FLIGHT I HAVE EVER HAD, DAD! IT WAS HORRIBLE! I DON'T CARE IF I WAS ON FIRST CLASS! IT WAS STILL A BLOODY FLIGHT! NEVER DID I WANT TO GO TO THIS COUNTRY!" Santita answered.
"SHUT IT SANTITA! All you did the entire moment was to complain! Be thankful you arrived here safely," Said Clementine angrily.
"ALRIGHT THEN! THANK GOD I ARRIVED HERE SAFELY! ARE YOU CONTENDED NOW, MUM?!" Santita said that, almost without respect.
"Oh, you-" Mr. Wilson interrupted Clementine
"Now, now, take a deep breath and stop fighting. Clementine, tell me everything while on the road. And you, Santita, you will sit at the back and I should not hear anything from you, understand?"
Santita couldn't do anything but roll her eyes, as usual.
Katrina transferred to the sofa and turned on the TV. The show was an action show, but she didn't mind. She closed her eyes, then suddenly, she saw flashbacks from her life before. She saw her mother and her father, sitting beside her and her sister, while watching Charlie St. Cloud. She saw them crying, as they watched Sam die.
She returned back to reality when she heard a bomb exploding in the show.
She started tearing up, and said to herself again:
"Why do they have to leave us? We're not ready,"
The phone rang, and she wiped off her tears as she picked it up.
"Kat! I have good news! I got a job!"
She felt happiness destroying her while she heard what her sister said.
"Really? REALLY? Oh-my-god! I love you so much, Kimberly Alexine Vizcarra!"
"But wait! Don't get too excited. I still have an interview next Thursday with the manager. I'm almost home, wait for me okay? I love you!"
"I love you too ate! Take care, bye!"
She dropped the call and started jumping.
"Thank You! Thank You so much!" She yelled, while looking up.