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Chapter 6

MARIUS CUSLOV

Natapos ang buong linggo na normal lamang ang mga kaganapan—o parang wala ngang naganap.

Since hindi pa naman kami magsisimula ni Liana na mag-choreo sa section nina Pacer, itinuon ko na muna ang aking buong atensyon sa pag-aaral. Lalo na at nalalapit na ang araw na mas magiging abala ako, inuna ko nang tapusin ang mga pinakamahirap na gawain sa school.

Kasalukuyang araw ngayon ng Linggo. My priority at the moment is reading many chapters as much as the time takes. With none of my friends bothering me at these times, I feel like my favorite author has finally noticed me. I sighed in relief. “Iʼm so grateful...”

After an hour of reading a book, Iʼve decided to make myself some coffee. It was almost dinner but still, Iʼd like to have one. It sets my reading mode on.

When I came back to my room after brewing, I saw one missed call from my phone beside my book lying on my bed.

Sino naman kaya ang tatawag sa akin ng ganitong araw?

I clicked the screen subconsciously and saw the name flashed in the screen. Oh... A missed call from Pacer Calixto.

Kumunot ang aking noo nang makita ang pangalan ng kapatid ni Primo. Doon ko lang biglang naalala na matagal ko na palang na-save sa contacts ang number niya.

I called back at him. Inisip ko kasi na baka may mahalaga siyang sasabihin sa akin.

Agad naman niyang sinagot ang phone.

“Bakit ka tumawag kanina?” agad na tanong ko.

“To remind you that tomorrow is the start of our practice.”

Good God... Ano bang ginawa ko para magkaroon ng kausap na hindi nag-iisip?

Kasing lutang niya rin pala ang kuya niya. Iʼm so dense that I thought of him as different from Primo. I also imagined he was almost the opposite of his brother. Iʼm taking that back. Their brains were like the part before climax—the conflict.

“You couldʼve texted me instead.” I grumbled.

“Baka kasi hindi mo mabasa ang text ko kaya tumawag ako.” imagining him grinning at me is such an eyesore. Aside from Pacer and Primo look mostly the same, theyʼre also an eyesore.

Talking to them was reading a tragic novel. Well, it turns out that I hate tragic. It annoys me.

“Hindi ako katulad ng kuya mo na makakalimutin.” I frankly said.

Wala na akong sinabi pa at agad na binaba ang tawag.

So irritating.

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Sunday happened to be faster than ever. Weekend is over.

Agad akong nagtungo sa banyo at naligo. My eyes were still shut at the moment. Iʼm still a bit sleepy. Mukhang kailangan ko ng maraming kape bago umalis ng bahay.

“Marius Cuslov Zachary, nandito na si Liana, bumaba ka na.” Momʼs loud voice filled the whole room.

I was glad, Iʼm already up my bed. I donʼt have to worry about being woke up by Mom.