Chapter 10
"For you, would you choose to know how you're gonna die or how your loved ones would die?" tanong ni Keith sa akin habang papasok kami sa gymnasium. Hindi ko siya pinansin dahil napaka-random ng tanong niya.
"Eh kung sabihin ko sayo kung paano ka mamatay kung 'di ka titigil diyan?" anas ni Glenda na kasabay namin sa paglalakad. Nakasunod lang kami kay Ma'am Lesley at doon pa rin kami sa pinili niyang pwesto namin dati.
Today is the awarding ceremony. I'm a bit nervous for what's to come but I reminded myself about what I came here for. It's also a good way to avoid self-disappointments.
Pagkatapos nito ay uwian na.
It was still around 8 AM in the morning and it is said that the ceremony will start at 9. So the people were just starting to fill in the gymnasium. There are still blank spaces which means that the other schools aren't here yet.
Nasa kaliwa ko si Jaime habang sa kanan naman si Keith. Pwede na ngayon mag-tabi ang mga broadcasting teams at writers dahil awarding nalang naman. Noong opening lang 'yong dapat kaming pag-isahin bawat team.
"Mananalo kaya ako?" tanong ni Keith sa sarili. Walang may pumansin 'non kahit may mga nakarinig naman na malapit lang sa kanila. Ako nga na katabi ay hindi siya sinagot, e. Sino naman kasi ang may alam sa sagot sa tanong niya?
Naghintay nalang kami hanggang sa dumating na lahat ng schools. Bandang alas nuwebe ay umakyat na sa entablado si Sir Anthony at suot suot na nito ang kaniyang welcoming smile.
"Good morning, everyone!" pagbati nito sa lahat. "How's your DSPC experience? Did you enjoy it? Is it fun?"
Not much, Sir.
"I know it has been a long two days for us but now, here we are at the very end of the event, the Awarding ceremony!"
Naghiwayan ang mga tao sa gym. Kita ko sa mga mukha nila na excited sila para rito. Hindi ko rin naman maipagkakaila na may mga iba talagang nag-uumapaw ang dedication noong nagco-contest kami. 'Yon nga lang may iba na iba ang umapaw sa kanila.
I glanced at Jaime who has been silent since we arrived here. He was just looking at the stage, nervous and pale. Kanina maayos pa naman ito noong nagha-handa palang kami sa mga gamit namin para diretso uwi na mamaya.
"Hoy," tawag ko dito. "Ayos ka lang? Para kang bangkay na nakaupo."
He eyed me badly for making fun of his situation. Kalaunan ay bumalik rin ang kaba sa mukha nito. "I'm not fine. I'm so nervous!"
I displayed a contorted expression. "For what? Tapos naman na ang contest mo."
"It's awarding! Baka 'di kami matawag... Natatakot ako..."
I sneered violently. "Who cares if you don't win? It won't make you less of a person. Did you enjoy broadcasting yesterday?" I asked, waiting for an immediate answer.
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