This Psycho is a Playboy

Chapter Three

"Good morning David." bati ko sa kaklase kong lalaki pagdating ko sa classroom. Na-agaw ko naman ang atensyon niya at saglit itong tumigil sa pag-iisketch upang batiin ako pabalik.

"Good morning din, Jaimee." he smiled and continues with his sketch.

Simula kahapon ay medyo nakilala ko na halos lahat ng mga kaklase ko, may iba kaseng kusa nalang lumalapit sa akin at minsan ako naman. Meanwhile, itong si David ay nakilala ko lang nung mag-introduce siya sa sarili niya at naputol ito dahil sa biglaang pagdating ni Amanda kahapon.

Naglakad na ako patungo sa upoan ko at inayos ang mga gamit ko sa ilalim ng desk. Pagkatapos naman ay pumunta ako sa front upang linisan yung whiteboard na ginamit namin kahapon. Mrs. Rivera didn't start discussing yesterday, but the others did. But I admit it was hard yet fun learning new things as a senior highschool student with the Science Technology Engineering and Mathematics strand.

"Might as well take notes about yesterday's discussions." I sighed and took my binder under my desk. I'm not that well with Mathematics but I wanted to face that weakness, and that's the main reason why I chose this strand.

Whilst I was too occupied with taking notes of our lessons, a lot of students have arrived and is having their own type of world. Some were busy putting on makeups, mostly were busy with their cellphones, there were also classmates who seemed to have gotten close to each other, and like me, some were taking notes. In my perspective, my classmates are nice people.

"Jaimee my precious little princess!" a familiar voice caught my attention, making me lose my concentration with my handwriting and I unconsciously wrote engot on my notes.

I took a deep breath, and tried to calm my nerves. I put my pen back on my table as I stood up, not even taking a single glance of whoever that man is standing at our door. I already know who that person is. And based on my classmates reactions, it is no other than my elder brother, Clark.

"Kuya naman." I squinted my eyes at him but he didn't even get what I was trying to say. Me neither did not get what I was trying to bring, siguro nagpapanic lang.

"Good morning, my angel." my brother greeted me and spreads his arms out, expecting a hug from me.

My classmates, even the students from the other classrooms started whispering and eavesdropping on us.

"She's pretty." sabi nung isang lalaki.

"Is that his girlfriend?" I heard a girl ask, she's not from our strand.

Binatukan naman siya nung katabi niyang babae. "Tanga, tinawag nga'ng Kuya diba? Malamang kapatid."

Those were some of the gossips I heard whilst I was frozen on my feet. Nagdadalawang-isip na tuloy akong lapitan yung kapatid ko sa dami ng mga tao.

My brother was still there, waiting for my hug. But I was frozen still on my desk, not knowing what to do. This happens every time my brother appears, kahit saan pa ito as long as nandyan si Kuya Clark ay dudumogin talaga yan ng mga babae at lalaki. He's well-known naman kase even sa past school na pinasokan namin, his looks just stands out.

When my brother noticed how uncomfortable and confused I was, he dropped his shoulders and put his hands back inside his pockets, like how he usually does.

"K-Kuya Clark, naparito ka ata?" tanong ko, nakatayo parin sa pwesto ko.

My brother seemed to be not pleased of the crowd because he started glaring at everyone. Damn, please take my brother back home.

He closed his eyes as he massaged his temple, trying to lower his temper. What Kuya Clark hates the most is when I— his little sister isn't feeling comfortable.