BOOK 3: The Mafia Game (Hiatus)

TMG 34: Under Your Sleeve

TMG 34 ♠

"Goodness gracious, Azmael! Get the hell-"

"Shh. Can't you see I'm trying to get a sleep here?"

"And so?" I asked amused, raising him a brow though he won't see bcause his eyes are already comfortably shut. "Does that give you any license to use my thighs as a pillow? You arsehole."

His nose scrunched in distaste with my choice of words. Oh well, like I care.

Sinubukan ko muling itulak ang ulo niya palayo dahil naiinis na ako pero dahil siya si Azmael, nagmatigas siya. At kaysa naman gilitan ko siya ng leeg sa inis, sa huli, hinayaan ko na lang.

"Don't be wicked, Vincent. Just let me take a nap." He managed to say in between his mid-yawn. "And don't make any noise."

Napairap na lang ako sa mga naririnig bago nagbuntong-hininga.

Nasa field kami ngayon ng Pandora High kasama ang iba pa naming nakakairitang mga kaklase para sa, I quote, P.E class. Well, sabi ng Student Council President Ladd Gremory, isipin na lang daw naming P.E class 'to dahil kailangan na nilang maghanap ng players for the upcoming sports' events. Not that I am interested in the first place, but I have a thing in Archery and Baseball. I don't know. This is just too interesting not to catch my attention. And so now, here we are, waiting for our turn in the said try-outs. At hindi ko alam kung bakit bigla na lang sumulpot ang lalaking 'to sa tabi ko at diretsong inihiga ang sarili para gawing unan ang hita ko at magdesisyong matulog. Samu't-saring taas ng kilay, irap, bulungan at pamatay na tingin na naman ang ibinabato sa'kin ngayon ng mga nakakakita. Tch. Nakakairita.

I rolled my eyes at the back of my head, diverting my attention to Ladd and Jin in front of us. And I don't need to ask myself to where Gael would be 'cause I'm sure, definitely sure, that he's in the hospital at the very moment, secretly observing his still recovering dear Saya. I don't understand why he chose to act like a stalker of the girl than be an ex-lover. Idiots.

"Okay, guys. May I have your full attention please?" Jin started, beaming to the class. "Alam niyo naman siguro kung bakit narito kayo ngayon 'di ba? So let's beat the bushes to save time." He then chuckled. Doesn't he know that he's literally wasting time for saying nonsense now? Goodness. "I'll pass this paper and please write your full name to the respective sport you wanna in. This is self-imposed, but please be reminded that our professors will give big extra credits to those who'll participate."

Napuno ng bulungan ang paligid sa huling sinabi ni Jin.

"And if you doubt this said credit if this is legit, you're welcome to the Student Council Office to check the papers." Ladd stepped in, pursing his lips into thin line as his eyes fell onto me... or rather, to the guy peacefully sleeping on my thighs.

Hindi ko naman maiwasang mapataas ng kilay sa ibinibigay niyang matalim na tingin kay Azmael.

"So, any questions? Violent reactions? Nonsensical protest?" He snorts at the last two words he said. "Okay. So everything's cool." Muli kong inilipat ang tingin kay Jin nang magsingle clap ito at ipasa sa estudyanteng nasa harapan niya ang hawak na papel.

Ibinaba ko naman ang tingin sa lalaking natutulog sa hita ko. At bigla kong hiniling na sana lagi na lang siyang tulog para payapa ang mundo. In a fraction of second, I thought my hand has its own mind to brush the brownish fringe of this guy that fell on his thick brows. And as if realization hit me hard, I pulled my hands away in a speed of light like I was burnt.

I swallowed hard, turning my face to my left as heat rushed to my face, burning my cheeks. I tucked my lower lip in between my teeth, heaving a deep breath and scolding myself mentally for the absurd and idiotic action I pulled just seconds ago.