Keifer private jet buzzed chaos, but our group moved like a unit. Rakki bossed luggage, Freya organized passports, Grace chatted with staff. Felix and Calix raced to Starbucks, Denzel filmed everything, Edrix carried everyone's bags.
Serina hugged us last at security — tears, promises, "Weekly calls!" Aunty Gemma stuffed extra clothes . Angelo clapped shoulders. "Proud."
Plane lifted off. London waited.
University city gleamed below hours later — old stone, green parks, Thames sparkling. Two flats side-by-side: girls' first (Rakki claiming biggest room), boys' across (Felix immediately breaking something).
"Home!" C-in yelled via video call. "Send pics!"
Unpacking turned party — Filipino snacks unpacked, uni schedules pinned, London maps marked.
Night fell. Keifer snuck over after boys settled. Our room — fairy lights, shared bed.
"London," he murmured,pulling me close.
I know he had a hard time her but the past is the past
"Ours," I whispered, kissing him soft.
Section E cheers echoed from the hall.
New chapter.
New city.
Same unbreakable us.