We just got off from the plane we boarded. It was Grandma Trina's private jet that Dad borrowed. Jet lag numbed my stomach that it feels like I'm going to die later on.
Why do they even have to bring me back home? To the Philippines?  I did want to come here before but they didn't let me.  And now that I had no interest in coming here, they're forcing me to come here. I have no choice daw.
"Tinsley, fix that smug, " Mom protested yet I ignored her. Tsk.
I was okay living in the USA.  Why do they need to take me home? Is it because of the fight that happened between Dad and Grandma Trina? Is it because they don't wanna hurt me? Or they just really don't want to be with me anymore? Haha.
I can go back to the Philippines but I'm not happy about the idea of going back.  I know I'm just going to  be preached about proper lady manners here  and be scolded. Tsk.
"Don't be rude tinsley.  I didn't raise you like that,  "Dad told me.
I don't care about what they will in their lives anymore.  As long as I can do what I want. I will definitely do whatever I want as long as they'll just let me.
"You'll stay here until you finish your studies ,Tinsley.  Then we'll take you back to the USA afterwards," Dad said as he turned to look at the Magazine he was holding.
"You don't have to bring me back," I said weakly. Maybe they'll change their minds, they won't really bring me back there.
I don't like it in here! I don't want to stay here. I hear a lot from my Filipino friends who say it's beautiful here but yuck, it's so ugly.
"We're here, " Mom announced when we got to a small and dirty house. Ew, who lives in here?
No! I won't live here. I'm fine! It's small but the dirt doesn't seem like people lived to take care of it.
"Maybe you're thinking that's the house you're going to live in? It's not that, it's in the next house, " Mom gave me relief.
I thought I was going to live there . It was disgusting. People living in there doesn't seem to clean it.
"Why do I need to live here?" I asked myself, because it seems  so funny.
Mom and dad walked in abreast towards where their grandma's house was and I just followed them. A lot of curious look settled upon us.
"Si Riella yan diba?"
"Ayy , oo nga si Riella, at Sino naman yang Babae at lalaki na kasama niya?"
"Asawa at anak yan ni Riella."
Wtf !? What did they say? I didn't understand what they were saying
. Did they just bring me here so I wouldn't understand what others were saying?
I know at least a little bit of the Filipino language but only a little. Because I didn't grow up here in the Philippines.  I was raised in the USA and they didn't taught me anything about the vernacular in this land!
Sometimes, Nanny hazel teaches me when she's no longer busy. How I wish I brought Nanny in here so I can have someone I know.
I just followed mom and dad, not paying attention to the people looking at us anymore.  Because, yeah,  I don't understand what they're saying.
My parents entered a big house and I was just  outside, holding my phone until a child approached me.
"Hi po , ate pretty."he said.
He's cute, why did he approached? Isn't he scared of strangers?
"Aguy di ako pinapansin huhu, "the boy cried but I didn't understand what he said.
"What? I don't understand you ,kid. " I told him and suddenly a man came and pulled the boy away.
"Bye ate pretty!" The boy shouted.
Who's that guy? Why can he just pull a child like that? He seems so heartless and then he doesn't even apologize to me? I was disturbed in here. Oh.
"Tinsley ,come in here, " Mom called  me.  just nodded and took my bag then entered.
When I got in, the two old people welcomed. Are they my grandparents?  Idiot, tinsley, of course they are grandpa and grandma. They are the only old people living in this house.
"Ma, Pa, si Tinsley.  Anak ko,  " Mom said.
So, am I just gonna watch them talk? What else what I going to do then?
"Hey, tinsley. Don't be rude." Dad said collectively to me but I just ignored him.
Rude right away? Can't I just really don't want to talk? tss.
"Where's my room?" I asked.
They were all surprised because of my behavior. I don't care what they think of me as long as I do what I want and they don't interfere with what I do in my life.
"Ahm, Loan, samahan mo pinsan mo kong saan ang kwarto niya, "grandma said to the man named Loan.
The man just nodded and then walked to where my room was and I followed him. We just stopped in the only room in the Left side.
He opened the door and I went in, not minding to say anything.  I was surprised because he hadn't left yet.
I raised an eyebrow at him, why isn't he leaving yet?
"Leave now, I don't need anything. " I said to him and put my things on my bed.
"I don't like your attitude. " His last words before leaving me alone.
So what? Did I told him to like my attitude? I didn't say anything tss. Who does he think he is? He's just my cousin.
I immediately took out my belongings and then fixed it up. The room was clean and tidy but I will make this cup more beautiful tomorrow.
I put my clothes in the cabinet and the gadgets on the table.  While ruffling through my notebooks, I remembered my diary I left in here when I was 10 years old. But nah, I'm not going to look for it. I don't want to find it anymore.
While tidying up the room, voices echoed from outside the door.
"Ayaw ko sa Tinsley na yun, di man lang nirespeto si Lola. Akala niya naman kong sino siya, "a woman's voice was heard.
I think that voice came from the woman with red hair earlier.  I just smiled because I don't understand any rants that came from her. And duh, I don't care.
"Ano kaba coz, baka marinig ka niya nandyan lang siya naka kwarto oh, " I even heard another woman's voice.
"Di niya naman tayo maiintindihan kasi nga di siya marunong mag tagalog remember?haha"
I just took my headphones,  put them in my ears and then played She used to be mine by Sara Bareilles.
It's my favorite song.
I didn't realize that I fell into deep slumber. My body relaxed from all the tiredness I felt from the flight.
Goodnight Tinsley.