Howling Waves of Vengeance

Prologue

This year will be my last year in highschool. I'm now a Grade 12 STEM student, if I survive this year. I'll be graduating and opening a new book on my life.

My grade 11 days was a buzz. It was just meeting acquaintances and experiencing new things. But still, it was a challenged on us.

Being a grade 11 STEM was such a new experience in me. STEM isn't an easy strand to go through.

It's like a forest filled with different kinds of thing. You need to be creative and positive to survive.

If a forest is filled with wild animals. STEM is filled with different kinds of subjects. Just like: Pre calculus, Biology, Earth science, Disaster Risk Reduction, Basic calculus, Reading and writing, English for academic, Pilipino sa Piling larang, Pag susuri at pananaliksik, Practical research and
Oral communication.

It was a new field to experience. I remember the first time I transferred here. In DYC - Domingo Yu Chu National Highschool.

I never thought there was a school, such as this. It wasn't really showy, it was not also hidden.

Living at Pinamalayan, while DYC is in Pola. I couldn't have guessed there was a school there. I was supposedly to stay in the near highschool here in Pinamalayn, but my Aunt told me to study there.

She said that Dyc has a much more better system, that, can help me prepare for college. I wasn't supposed to agree, even though we're close. But my mother forced me.

She said it can be a new flat form for me to step on. I keep on giving hints that I don't want to, but to no vail. It wasn't seen.

I keep on saying the distance. I would need to ride a van or tricycle to go there. Not to mention na kailangan ko pang sumakay uli, dahil papasok pa yon.

I need at least an hour to arrived at school. In my calculation, I need to wake up early in the morning and take a cold bath. Just to arrive at school. That's a hassle.

Not to mention, I'm not really good at waking up.

But, of course. She said that I could ride with my aunt. She was living next door and her ride was a motor. She drives to school and go back home with it too.

So what she's saying is that. I would go to school early in the morning and go home late? Okay. I'm definitely surely, not okay with it.

But still, I agreed. Then the first day came in. I wore a black pants and a yellow oversized shirt, at the center was printed the word ‘Nani!?’

It was such a memorable first day for me. I met some terrifying teacher, which is really nice. They were just really strict with the dress codes. Thanks to my mom that didn't even told me what to wear. I got scolded 3 times, in a row.

Then when I walk in the room. It was filled with different peoples. They were all talking and having so much fun. They new each other, while I'm alone.

I sat near the window at the back. Staying silent and enjoying the view. A month had past and it was still the same. Not until a girl talked to me, which became my friend.

I enjoyed her presence, but I can't fully trust her. When she came, everything started to changed. They started to talk to me and I did the same.

Not to mention that the girl, who had talked to me. Is, the girl that had solved that college problem that our homeroom teacher gave.

She started to use different formulas and started to solve it. I wasn't really good at math and I wasn't supposed to be on this strand.

I wanted for be a teacher but my parents wanted me to be an engineer.  Being a good daughter, I accepted it.

They were always like this. Pushing me. Saying harsh words and wanting me to be on top.

I never really have a friend. Well there was one, but she already left the world. I was devastated when that time happened. I cried all day and it was nearing our exam.

I didn't studied because I'm grieving for my only friend. But you know what? My parents scolded me and took away my gadgets. They started to burn my books, that I had bought with my own money!

It made my blood boil, but still. I kept my patience. I need too. To see my friend for the last time. But what!? They didn't even allowed me!

I avoided them, but they didn't care. I was always the one to say sorry and such.

Luckily I survived, I survived last year's wrath on me. I'm now a GRADE 12 STEM Student, starting a new year in DYC.

I never thought that, this year will be different from the rest.

I met him....