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Twenty Eight

"You and I will meet again, When we're least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again."

- Tom Petty

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Ang init.

Patuloy ako na pinapaypayan ni Xander gamit yung mga napakadaming flyers na binigay sa amin ng mga teacher para sa trip namin.

More students wanted to go camping instead, and not go to a simple fieldtrip. At dahil daw graduating na kami, they want to make our year memorable. So kami yung first batch na mag kakaroon ng camping. I didn't even know na camping na pala ang gagawin namin before I went to bed last night. Maybe I wasn't paying attention in the class when they were talking about it. I don't know how it worked, but it really got to me.

Ayokong pumunta, at alam ni Xander nun. I'd rather spend some time alone with him, or quality time. Pero sya na rin ang nagpumilit. Once in a lifetime lang daw ito, kaya ano pa nga ba ang magagawa ko di'ba? Besides, he's there. Xander's there. And that's all that matters.

"Welcome to Camp Braveheart!"

The tour guide's voice echoed in my mouth as she shouted in front of us. Nasa third row kami ng bus ni Xander, just right behind the teachers. We thought na it's better na kami nalang ang dumistansya sa mga kaklase namin.

Biglang huminto yung bus at agad nang nag sitayuan yung mga tao, gathering their bags. Xander stood up smiling at me, yanking my backpack on his shoulder. He takes his backpack with him and yanks it on his other shoulder. I smiled to myself. Sometimes the little things are what matters the most.

The teachers and the tour guide explained everything we needed to know including using cellphones are prohibited, hiwalay yung kwarto ng boys sa girls, and it almost made me pass out.

It just means na kailangan kong matulog ng isang gabi sa isang kwartong puno ng mga babae na walang ibang ginawa kundi ang pag chismisan ako at tratuhin na parang hangin. I started to feel my knees tremble, my palms getting sweaty.

"Jessica, it's just one night." Xander whispered at me, holding my hand. "After nun, we can be together again. Alright?"

Isang gabi lang Jessica, pag katapos neto, okay na ulit ang lahat. I nodded, since that's all I can do right now.

Hinatid ako ni Xander papunta sa kwarto namin. Of course, there's still people staring at us. But it doesn't matter anymore. Sanay na kami ni Xander.

The room was big, about half the size of a basketball court. Rows of bunkbeds were in there, and sooner or later, sunod sunod nang nag dadatingan yung mga kaklase ko para mamili ng kama na gusto nila.

They didn't care about me, they keep on bumping on my shoulder, and none of them even said 'sorry'. It hurt, but it's nothing compared to what I felt.

Or what I made him feel. Paolo.

Shaking my head as I shook off the thoughts away, I walked towards the bunk bed on the far end at the back beside the window. Nung mas lumapit pa ako, nalaman ko na glass door pala yun na may kurtina.

I set my bag and stuff on my bed before I peeked through the curtains. It's a balcony, and you can see the views from here. Ang ganda pala sa Baguio. It's my first time here, and i'm already loving it. Kahit na madaming negativities, i'm happy na hindi naman ganun yung natatanaw nung mga mata ko ngayon.

"Alright guys, I hope you're settled!" Masiglang sabi ng tour guide sa'min. "Kumain na muna tayo. I'll see you guys at the canteen."

I took a deep breath and hoped that I can see Xander right away.