Makalipas ang ilang linggo, nagsimula na ang klase. I'm currently taking Bachelor of Fine Arts major in Fashion Designing.
My first week in school was nice. I'm able to easily adjust---- halos lahat ng estudyante ay nabibilang sa elite class. At may iilan na rin akong kaibigan.
But I'm more suprised that James is also studying here in Campbell University, he's in Engineering Department. He went here in Manila two weeks beforehand. If you're thinking about what happened between us, well---- the communication between us eventually stopped when he didn't respond to my chats. I assumed he also stopped from courting me. Hindi ko naman iyon ininda dahil hindi naman ganoon kalalim ang nararamdaman ko para sa kanya, ngunit ang pinagtataka ko lang ay bigla itong huminto nang walang pasabi.
Though he greeted me when we saw each other nung first day of school. But that's it. Seems like he's really avoiding me. And it is not a big deal to me, so.
Wynona and Wayne are also studying here. I heard they are both popular in different college departments. Tourism ang kurso ni Wynona, samantalang si Wayne naman ay Architecture.
Hindi kami sabay sabay pumasok dahil silang dalawa ay may sariling sasakyan. Ako naman ay hinahatid ni Kuya Benji--- personal and trusted driver ni Winston--- iyon ang kwento sa akin ni Ate Ems. Very trusted personnel ni Winston si Kuya Benji dahil ang una at orihinal na pinagsisilbihan nito ay ang mga magulang ni Winston.
Today is Friday at wala akong klase. Wala rin akong ibang lakad kaya narito lang ako sa mansion. Nung first day of class ko, pag uwi ko kinagabihan, agad na hiningi ni Winston sa akin ang copy ng class schedule ko. Kaya alam nya kung anong oras ng uwian ko at kailan ako walang pasok. I wonder if ganoon din sya kay Wayne at Wynona?
I was lying on my bed and just scrolling through my phone when someone knocked on my bedroom door. Naka-lock ito kaya kinailangan ko pang tumayo para buksan. Pagbukas ay tumambad sa akin si Wayne. He's wearing black tshirt and white cargo short. It's 10AM in the morning, he's supposed to be at school. Siguro'y wala rin itong klase ngayon.
"You don't have any class today, right? Are you busy?" tanong ni Wayne.
"Hi." I smiled. "Hindi naman ako busy tsaka wala akong klase, why?" I opened my door widely as a sign for him to come in. Sumunod naman ito sa akin.
"I just wanted to ask you out, if you don't mind." Kumamot ito sa batok na para bang nahihiya.
"Sige, saan ba?"
"We'll visit someone." He smiled.
After a two-hour drive from Manila, we arrived here in Bulacan--- specifically, in a cemetery. I don't know why he brought me here but I found myself infront of a big and elegant mausoleum, napakaganda ng pagkakadisenyo nito na halatang pinaglaanan ng malaking pera.
"Hey mom and dad."
Lumapit si Wayne sa dalawang magkatabing Urn. Each are placed and secured inside a glass box and names are written there.
Henry Paul Villanueva
June 11, 20XX
Mary Lou Villanueva
June 11, 20XX
Today is their death anniversary. And I noticed that his parents died a week before I lost my parents. Same month, same year.
It was night of June 18 when bad guys broke into our home, my mom hid me inside my closet and I waited there but they never came back. All I can remember was there's a guy who opened the closet whom I vaguely recall the face. He hugged and assured me that there's no bad guys anymore. That's all. The next day, I woke up in a hospital room with Kuya Alexei.
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