Walang Forever: Ang Diary ng Bitter

Chapter Two: Nightmare or Just O.A.?

-Angie's Point Of View-

I did and checked all my stuff on my way to school. Record book. Draft of midyear publication. Folders of amended resolutions. Volleyball uniform. Make-up kit. All checked.

I don't want this day to mess up. Everything must be tacked inside my green semi-luggage bag. Yes green! Ayaw ko nga pala sa red, pink or any similar nor accentuated color to them. These colors suck.

I guided the driver to park the car near the student's council hall. As he started to switch the engines stop, I can see that others are already preparing for the school's intramural. I know that every team has prepared a lot to become the champion this year. Well, in my case, I don't need to pressure myself up. I know that my team will be the champion again this year.

"Manong Nilo, 6 pm po", I said while going out from the car. He nodded as he gave a hand on my luggage. I bade my driver goodbye seeing that he started to maneuver the car going back home.

I went straight forward to my office. Wait. Something is wrong. As I twisted the knob to open the door, I saw Mrs. De Jesus, our SG adviser, who was waiting for me. She was already standing in front of our SG's Calendar of Activities.

"Good morning ma'am...", smilingly greeted her as if I wasn't feeling any awkwardness that for the first time she came ahead of me. I continued approaching to my table while asking her "...anything that I can do for you?"

"Good morning, Angie", she greeted me back while giving me her attention. "Well, we are so busy this month. Looking at our calendar of activities, eh, ilang araw nalang, Intramural na. Hindi din maikakaila na ikaw ang pinaka-busy sa lahat ng mga estudyante dito sa Integrated High School for Excellence. And I commend that you can do all the things without any failures."

"Alam mo naman ang secret ko ma'am...", I started to explain when she cut it out.

"...time management", she continued. "And that's why the school appreciated your efforts so much specially me that I'm your SG adviser". She sat down to the chair in front of my desk. "Well, let me get straight to the point why I'm here".

Now, I started to feel again the awkwardness I felt when I entered this office. I felt quite cold. Is there something wrong? Why I felt so strange? I put all my attention to every word that Mrs. De Jesus will say as if it's already a matter of life and death instruction.

"I will assign you to a very important task", Mrs. De Jesus smiled. "I know that despite of your busy schedule, you can do this task or shall I say favor that I'm asking from you".

Favor? What kind of favor? Urgghh. Nadagdagan pa ang mga gagawin ko. Hindi naman siguro yan problema for me.

"What favor po?", I humbly asked.

"You will become a student guide".

WHAT?! Tama ba ang narinig ko? STUDENT GUIDE?

"We have an exchange student from London. But one thing good about him...he's a half Filipino".

"What is my role as HIS student guide?"

"Well, you will tour him inside the campus. Tell good things about the school. And most importantly, make him happy for the three months that he'll stay here".

OMG! Tour him...no problem. Tell good things about the school...checked (a piece of cake). But MAKE HIM HAPPY??? That's a BIG PROBLEM. How would I make a person happy na kaka-kilala ko pa lang. And besides, AL-LER-GY ako sa B-O-Y-S. Tama ba na ini-assign sa akin to.

This is an E-P-I-C.

"Is there any problem, Ms. Garcia?". Napansin siguro ni Mrs. De Jesus that I'm not comfortable of what she's asking from me.

"None Ma'am. Everything is under control". Pretending to be okay is like saying that I don't want to disappoint my adviser yet putting myself in a suck circumstances.   

"Let's go then. He's waiting in the Guidance Office".

What?! As in NOW NA?! Is today the official day of pagiging "student guide" ko. Edi wow.

I put all my things to my locker and followed Mrs. De Jesus towards the Guidance Office to meet my "new friend" (daw?) or shall I say, my new enemy.

Should I consider him as my NEW FRIEND?

How about telling Mrs. De Jesus about my allergy to the boys? Well, baka sabihin niya na maarte ako. And even I would tell her, I don't think so if it would make to change her mind? I don't want to disappoint her either. Dba, according to her, I'm one of the bests.

Urghh....I'm STUCK to this damn situation!

Is this my new NIGHTMARE or I'm just O.A.?