A LizQuen FanFic: This Is Not a Movie

Chapter 7

It was Saturday afternoon, narito lang ako sa aking kwarto at nanonood ng paborito kong palabas sa T.V. I decided na magmukmok na lang sa room ko kesa naman lumabas ako ng bahay na walang kasama. May pinuntahan kasi si Michelle together with her family. Usually  she would invite me kung saan-saan kasama ang pamilya niya, pero this time I said no. I’m still kinda mad at her sa nangyari sa cafeteria. Ang ayoko lang kasi sa lahat ay ‘yong pinapangunahan ako sa mga desisyon ko. We’re okay naman, hindi ko lang maiwasan ang magtampo.

My room was never too big, but quite enormous for me. It had white and pink wallpaper with a king-size bed at the center. At the right side was my bookshelf full of books and other stuffs. And at the right side, was a large glass window overlooking our family’s garden.

Nabigla ako ng bigla kong marinig na tumutunog ang phone ko. Enjoy na enjoy talaga ako sa pinapanood ko kaya nainis ako ng marinig na may nagtext. Sino naman kayang istorbo ang sumira ng concentration ko?  I opened my phone at nakita ko ang text from an unknown number. Hindi ko sana rereplyan ng biglang nagtext ulit. Ugh! Nakakinis talaga.

Unknown number: Hi J

Unknown number: Yow, Hope. You there?

Unknown number: Tell me it’s a wrong number :O

I typed frantically that it’s a wrong number and wanted so badly to hit reply nang biglang nagbago ang isip ko. So instead of letting my anger control me, I controlled it before it went out of hand.

Me: Hi. Who’s this? This is what ‘respect’ looks to me. Not too nice, not too bastos. Walang emoticon.

Unknown number: Hulaan mo?:D

Me:Okay bye.

Mataray kong reply. I just can’t stand people na marami pang paligoy-ligoy na alam.

Unknown number: Wait! Huwag ka namang magalit nagbibiro lang ako.

Me: I’m not in the mood for your childishness. Who are you?

Unknown number: Si Quen ‘to.

Oh shiitt.. the man of my nightmares. Ano naman kaya ang nasa isip ng lokong ‘to?

Me: Ikaw pala. Ano ang kailangan mo?

Me: Where did you get my number?

Quen: Grabe, Hope.. Mahina ang kalaban. Isang tanong, isang sagot lang ang kaya ko. Hahaha

Me: So ano? Answer my question.

Quen: Kahit sa text mataray ka pa rin. Na iimagine ko na umuusok ang ilong mo ngayon. Hahahaha

Me: Why aren’t you answering my questions? ‘Pag na bad mood na talaga ako, I won’t reply to your texts.

Quen: Oy, chill ka lang. Haha ‘di ka na mabiro.

Me: You’re giving me every reason na ma bad trip sa ‘yo.

Quen: Wow! I don’t know I have so much effect on you. J

Me: I just can’t stand annoying people :/

Quen: Thankfully!! My friends don’t find me annoying. Gwapo, yes. Pero hindi annoying. Hahahaha.

Tuwang-tuwa talaga ang unggoy na’to sa pang-iinis sa ‘kin. Ang sarap niyang suntukin. Kung nasa harapan ko lang siya ngayon, malamang nagsimula na ang World War III kanina pa.

Me: Very funny

Quen: Yeah! May sense of humor pa pala. Gwapo na, may sense of humor pa! Hahaha. Ideal man :D

Quen: Hope?

Quen: Yow?

I lost it. I didn’t snap at him through text. But I didn’t reply to his messages again. My phone rang several times but I didn’t take a moment to read any of his texts. I continued watching my favourite show the entire hour. And when I’m about to grab my phone to turn it off because I want to take a nap, my phone rang once again. A message flashed into the screen.

Quen: Sorry, Hope. But I really need to pick you up later para sa susuotin natin sa prom. Remember what I promised that I’d take care of everything? I’ll be there at an hour.