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PLAGIARISM IS CRIME, HONEY.
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Being in a new school, it's a different environment, new circle of friends, new kabi-bwisitan na terror teachers, new issues, and new reason for dying. Well, wala naman nagbabago when it comes to studying... nagbabago lang ito sa pamamaraan ng pag ha-handle.
Inaamin ko naman na I'm a mean girl talaga. I've been into shitty relationships and fucked-up situations, but with all those issues, I never force myself to change because I believe that changing is a process.
Wala naman mali sa akin. Sadyang straightforward lang ako na tao kaya pinagkakamalan akong mean girl, at dahil na enjoy ko ang mga mukha nilang natatakot... pinanindigan ko na ang mga chismis tungkol sa aking ugali.
Bagong eskwelahan na naman ang aking papasukan—pero ganoon talaga, para sa pangarap—ugh, there's no way I would say that—too cliche!
"TABBIIIII!!!" I look back when I heard someone scream, napairap naman ako nang mapagtanto na nasa gitna pala ako ng hallway.
The guy who shouted at me is on his skateboard. His outfit is outdated, alam mo iyong jejemon na gangster—something like that. Akmang bubunguin niya ako pero nang makarating siya sa direksyon ko ay siya ang binunggo ko.
He fell to the floor. I can see from his face that he was hurt; he landed on his buttocks first. Pamilyar ang ganitong scene, mala she's dating the gangster. Hindi ako makakapayag na ganito ang itsura ng leading man ko, kaya naman I did my best para hindi matuloy ang ganoong plot ng kwento sa buhay ko.
"Ha! Sa tingin mo ba na ang paggamit ng skateboard ay magmumukha ka ng gang—." hindi ko natapos ang aking sasabihin nang biglang may dumating at tinulungan ang jejemon na gangster para makatayo.
"Ayos ka lang ba, Franco?" I was captivated by his soft voice.
"...ster.." pagpapatuloy ko sa naputol 'kong salita.
Napatingin ang lalaking ito sa akin. Our eyes met, and my heart uproared like a lion. After two years of becoming a single lady, this is the first time I feel this electric thing in my body again.
Bago pa man kami malunod sa sariling mga tingin ay umiwas siya agad, pinulot niya ang mga papel na kumalat dahil sa pag tulak na ginawa ko roon sa naka skateboard. Grabe naman talaga ang tadhana, ngayon ko lang napagtanto na may mga dala pala akong papel.
"Thank you—." sa pangalawang pagkakataon, hindi ko natapos ang sasabihin ko dahil sa pagkagulat.
Ngayon ko lang ulit naalala. Hindi pala sa akin ang mga papel na iyon, kung hindi sa isang babaeng student din na nandito sa hallway.
"Thank you, Kiyo." the girl smiled.
Kiyo pala ang pangalan niya.
"Miss.." binalingan ako nang tingin ni Kiyo.
Pinilit ko maging mahinahon lalo na nung lumapit siya sa akin. He was serious, I'm not scared with his intimidating aura because I know that I'm captivated by his beautiful eyes.
"Sa susunod ay isipin mo muna ang magiging kilos mo. Hindi lang si Franco ang nasaktan kung hindi si Lorelei rin." napatingin ako nang ituro niya ang dalawa na nasa likod.
"Okay, not gonna do that again." I answered simply.
His jaw ticks like a clock. "Are you not going to apologize?" he asked.
"With whom?" tanong ko pabalik.
Bumuntong hininga na lamang siya. Hindi niya sinagot ang aking tanong, bagkus humarap na lamang siya sa dalawa.
"You can now proceed to your prospective rooms." sabi niya sa dalawa.
Mahina akong natawa. Teacher ba siya? He looks more like a student, but I don't care if he's a teacher or not. I'm still going to do my best to get him.
I want to play with him.
"Hey... do you have a girlfriend?" I asked flirtatiously.
"I don't have time for that, miss." he replied.
Napa-'aww' naman ako. "Too bad. I want you." I give him a glimpse of my laugh.
"Are you new here?" pagbabago niya ng topic.
I nodded.
"Kaya pala.." bulong niya. "By the way. I'm Kiyo Hernandez, the SSG president of this school." pakilala niya.
Napa-'oh' naman ako. Kaya naman pala ganoon na lang ang kinilos niya kanina. Well, bagay naman sa kanya ang pagiging SSG president. He has the rizz, I suppose... his famous here.
"What's your strand?" I asked him.
"STEM.." sagot naman niya.
Napanguso ako. "Sayang, HUMSS ako. But if you wanna hang out, you can call me." kinindatan ko siya bago umalis.
The bell rings, indicating that class is already starting. I'm happy that we're still in the same building but in a different room. This is my last year in high school, and I'm hoping that it'll be memorable.
BINABASA MO ANG
Your Eyes Can Tell
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