Taking The Risk (Risk Series #1) (UNDER MAJOR REVISION)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Hindi ko na alam ang gagawin ko sa buhay ko. Feeling ko katapusan na ng lahat. I've always wanted to become a lawyer pero eto ako, taking up med instead.

Why does it always have to be like this? When you wanted to do what you're passionate about or may gusto kang gawin or makuha sa buhay may biglang eepal?

Bakit lagi na lang kailangan may against?

I hate this life na, I just want to disappear na lang talaga! Like, can't I just decide for my own? I may act like a rotten spoiled brat but I'm already an adult. I can make decisions na.

Or maybe I'm in a form of an adult but still sixteen by heart and my mind.

Or maybe kulang lang talaga ako sa tulog kasi hindi pa ako makatulog dahil darating na ang araw na ilalabas na 'yung NMAT results at ngayon na 'yon.

Uminom ulit ako sa baso kong puno ng kape. I need to be caffeinated, I might not function well kapag walang kape sa katawan ko.

I anxiously tapped the keyboard of my laptop and typed in my account to log-onto the website where the NMAT results are released.

I didn't know what to expect. I've always hated taking the NMAT because I got lost before at muntik nang ma-late, buti na lang may lalaki akong nakasalubong noon at tinuro niya 'yung daan. We were both lucky to get to our rooms before the NMAT exams started.

Napalunok ako. I closed my eyes. I took a deep deep breath. Then opened my eyes. I downloaded the file then opened it.

Bautista, Paulina Louisette Villanueva

I checked my scores. And it seems like I've got a high one, 99 percentile.

99?

Is that supposed to be high? I don't know, I have no idea about the scoring system.

Tinawagan ko naman kaagad si Kuya. Hindi ko talaga alam ang gagawin. I guess I can't live without my Kuya.

After a few rings, my Kuya answered my call. I gulped. My heart pounded. "Kuya?"

"Yeah?" sagot niya.

Napabuntong hininga ako. "I've got ninety-nine percentile in my NMAT exam... did I passed?" kabadong tanong ko. Napatitig lang ako sa screen ng laptop ko.

Hindi nakasagot si Kuya. Tanging paghinga niya lang ang naging response niya. I frowned. "You've got a ninety-nine?" tila hindi makapaniwalang tanong niya.

"Yeah."

"You've already chosen a med school na 'di ba?" he asked.

"Uh, I still don't know which med school should I apply to— really, I have no idea."

I don't know any good med schools here. Maybe, pwedeng 'yung sa school na lang na pinapasukan ni Kuya? I've heard that it's a good med school. I never really wanted this but my parents are too pushy to me to pursue med school. I've always wanted to take the PhiLSAT but I couldn't, they wouldn't let me.

Sila kasi ang magpapaaral sa akin, sila ang may karapatan. Mali 'yon pero wala akong magagawa. Kung pwede lang na mag-working ako, I could've done it myself. I could've pursued my dreams on my own without any of their aid.

Pero it's too late, I've already taken the NMAT. But maybe, after med school baka naman pwede akong mag-take rin ng law?

"So?" anang boses ni Kuya. It brought me back to my senses.  I bit my lips.

"Should I apply na ba?"

"Have you already decided na ba kung saang med school ka mag-a-apply?" tanong niya.