Capes 1: Charge

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Go to the bedroom. Hide there and never get out."

"Lachlan, I'm calling your attention," the thirty-five-year-old male physics teacher called his attention. He was spacing out. Leaving his own sanity and dwell his thought somewhere else. His friend behind him nudged him to get back into his senses.

He then immediately got back to his sanity and put his attention on his teacher. "I'm sorry po, sir. Pwede po bang paki ulit iyong tanong?"

Then the class laughed as if to mock him. Laking pagtataka naman ang namuo sa kanyang isip at bakas sa mukha ang hindi pagkaiintindi sa sitwasyon. He looked back to see his friend to know what they were laughing about pero nakisabay pa ito sa pagtawa ng karamihan.

He bowed his head and apologized. "I'm sorry..."

His teacher removed his glasses and took a deep breath. "You don't have to apologize, Lockey. And I don't have a question, but worried because you've been staring blankly on the wall. Are you okay?"

Muli naman niyang iniangat ang kanyang ulo at tumango upang kumpirmahin ang tanong ng kanyang physics teacher. Humupa rin naman ang tawanan ng kanyang mga kaklase.

Tinapik at pinatong naman ng kaibigan nito ang kamay sa balikat at may ibinulong. "Babae siguro 'yang iniisip mo 'no? 'Di bale, may alam akong great distraction para manatili kang good boy, Lockey."

Napahugot na lang din naman siya ng malalim na hininga at ilang saglit lamang nang marinig nila ang school bell at hudyat iyon na tapos na ang klase ngayong araw. Their teacher announced their homework while everyone busy fixing their stuff. Halos walang gana namang inayos ni Lockey ang kanyang gamit. Inakbayan naman siya ng kaibigan nito at pinalo pa sa didbib.

"Game ka ba?"

Naningkit ang mata ni Lockey sa tanong ng kaibigan. "Saan naman?"

"Akong bahala!" ngisi pa nito

When the students are heading out of the room, they were the ones who left the room last. Papalabas na silang dalawa nang tawagin ang atensyon ni Locket ng kanilang physics teacher.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked.

Tumango naman si Lockey. Tinapik naman siya ng kanyang kaibigan.

"Hintayin kita sa labas," aniya at bago pa tuluyang lumabas ng room ay tumalon pa ito at hinampas ang pader sa itaas ng pinto. Sinaway naman siyang kanilang teacher kaya kumaripas na lamang ito ng takbo.

"Bakit po, sir?" tanong ni Lockey.

"I know why you've been spacing out in my class," panimula nito. Humugot din naman ito ng malalim na hininga. Napatitig na lamang ito sa mukha ng knayang teacher. "It's your father's death anniversary, right? I'm so sorry for your loss, Lockey."

"Thank you, sir," tipid na sagot ni Lockey kasabay ng isang malumanay na ngiti.

"You know what, I still remember when the incident of your father on the news while I'm on my senior high school. I was scared when that moment made into the news. I was also scared of losing my parents that's why I imagine how brave you are right now. How you stood up for yourself now."

"Thank you, Sir Seth," Lockey pressed his lips together.

"One last question, Lockey, then I'll let you go," Gregory Seth, his physics teacher said. "Haven't you really inherit your father's ability?"

Kunot-noo nitong inilingan ang guro. "Hindi, sir."

"Really?" he sounded so doubtful about his answer. "That's odd. Because I believe a person who was born from a person with ability and one who has not, there's still a possibility that their child could inherit it—at least a bit of it."