We called ourselves Strikers.
I don’t know where that came from. . .
Probably because Meilen was the leader of the group and she liked to kick ass pretty much back then. We had a chance to change the name after Che got fed up with people changing the spelling from “Strikers” to “Stickers”. Ultimately, however, we decided to stick with the name.
We were all so young back then. Tin and I were friends since we were in Grade 2, Nette and Che while we were in 5th grade. The rest when we were in 6th grade.
Che with her perpetually present comb in her pocket and her directing skills – she wants us to practice our smiles before we get in front of the camera.
Nette with her “don’t-you-mess-with-me” attitude and the swagger to go with it, while she’d come to class in tears after a fight with her father.
Marla with her perpetual search for herself. She was the eternally romantic but altogether naïve about her Rex feelings for her. Duh.
Khristine with her quest for that great Love – the bad boy who’d change because of love for her.
Mia…who was always just trying to find her niche. To fit in.
Meilen? Well, after naming our group and helping us beat the 5th graders in Aragawan Base. She left for the States.
They came home this Christmas and we went to Che’s house and I brought Paige with me. It was funny… We were little girls back then and now we have our own little girls, our own lives, but we are still friends…
Che has her own little girl. Her own family. Her comfortable life. But I know deep inside, she still so want so much for herself.
Mia is a dentist now after a long struggle. And she is planning to get married soon.
Meilen has her little girl too. A beautiful girl who looks like her. And she is happy with her beau.
Tin. Well, tin has got more secrets than all of us combined. Still, she is happy in her job in Manila and with Mark – I guess, she got her wish – the guy who’d change for her and would give the world to her.
Marla is in the U.S. now as well, happily married to Christian. I guess, she finally got that romance and she won’t have to settle with just writing down her name and her crush on a piece of paper. She knows herself and she knows what she counts.
Nette has been living ala soap opera existence for the past couple of years. Has encountered more tragedy than all of us combined and is the most secretive than all of us. I can’t go into details though. Anyways, she is married now as well. Few of our batch mates know that.
We have our own lives now.
But I am so happy that we are still friends – we are still the Strikers.
