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BINUKSAN ni Mill ang kurtina ng malaking binata sa kuwarto ko. Bahagya pa akong napapikit nang sumalubong sa amin ang katanghaliang tapat. Tila agad sumunog sa balat ko ang liwanag.
Madilim ang kuwarto ko. Mas kampante akong nasa madilim para hindi ko na kailangang itago pa ang sarili ko. Gano'n rin si Millicent. Ayaw niya ng kulay puting kuwarto. I even overdid it when I heard she's going to visit. I went in lengths to paint my room black.
She immediately unbuttoned her blouse. We were still wearing our uniform.
"May mga kapitbahay ka ba?" she asked glancing outside while still unbuttoning her blouse. Her white laced bra popped up, wanting to be seen. "Undo the clasp on my back." she commanded me.
Tumayo agad ako mula sa pagkakaupo sa kama at saka inabot ang clasp ng bra niya. She shimmied down her panties while still wearing her skirt. I was unhooking her bra, nang bumukas ang pinto ng kuwarto ko.
Nel glared at me when she saw our situation. She did not utter another word. She just raised a suspicious eyebrow at me. Maraming beses na kaming nahuli ni Nel sa ganitong position, but still, her reaction remained the same. One of these days, I'm sure sasabog na siya at masasabunutan na niya si Mill habang kinakaladkad palabas sa apartment namin nang nakahubad.
Pero, imbis na magtanda ako at warningan si Mill na mag-ingat, Mill's even anticipating Nel's breakdown. She told me she's been wanting some kind of thrill na hindi pa niya naexperience noon. She believed she'd benefit big in that commotion. Natawa na lang ako sa kaniya nang kuminang pa ang mga mata niya noong sinabi niya iyon. Walang katulad!
I just couldn't lock my room. Nel warned me not to, lalo na kapag nandito si Mill. And Mill wanted me to not lock it either. Sa totoo lang, gusto niya ring nakikitang biglaang pumapasok si Nel sa kuwarto ko nang walang pasabi. Parang kabute pa naman si Nel, bigla-bigla na lamang sumusulpot.
"Kakain na, in 30 minutes." warning ni Nel sa akin bago napairap sa hangin at saka umalis. Napahagikgik si Mill sa nabuwisit na mukha ni Nel. Napailing na lang ako sa kanilang dalawa.
"So, how about your project? Any topic na gusto mo?" I asked her, while walking back to sit on the edge of my bed. Kinuha ko na ang laptop niya at nagsimulang magsearch ng articles na puwede naming pagkuhaan ng information tungkol sa project namin sa school.
Mill did not reply, she was too busy touching herself as she posed on the window. I swiftly scanned the neighborhood, wanting to know if she really had her audience.
"May nakatingin ba?" I asked when I looked back at the screen.
"I think." she replied smiling mischievously.
A notification on her facebook account tab popped up. I clicked it to see. I was getting bored, not knowing which topic to type and Mill was too busy in her own world.
My eyebrows frowned when I saw a video posted on the school page.
An uploaded video—with my zoomed face and humiliation on it.
"Fuck!" I screamed when I realized what's happening. I was immediately reminded of what happened earlier. "Fucking retards!"
Napalingon agad si Mill sa akin nang marinig niya ang frustration sa boses ko.
"What happened?" she asked, worries evident in her voice. I looked up glaring at everything. My lips quivered as my body shook in anger.
"Inupload nila yung video sa bus kanina!" I explained madly, trying to calm myself but couldn't. My voice became thick. I felt the ocean arriving from my throat as my stomach flipped, watching myself on the video getting smacked in the face by an old man I felt up.
"Fuckers!" Mill replied, mirroring ny reactions. She immediately stole the laptop from me and took action of the humiliating video. "These fuckers never learned." she muttered as she continued to click buttons, reporting the video on Facebook page.
Napapikit na lang ako sa all-consuming pain na naramdaman ko nang bumalik sa akin ang nangyari. It was so humiliating. I could still feel the hardened palm of that old geezer on my cheek. I tried my best to cut it out of my memory.
I was suddenly reminded of a bright smile. Agad kong idiniin ang pagpikit sa mga mata ko at inalala ang may-ari ng ngiti.
Fuck, who was that anyway? Was he mocking me? Bakit ang laki ng ngiti niya sa akin nang bumagsak ako sa platform ng bus dahil nasuntok ng isang matanda sa mukha?
That little fucker.
I couldn't remember his face, but I knew I would recognize that smile when I met him again one day.
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