What Went Wrong?

2; eyes are watching

chapter 2; eyes are watching
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Ash

"Yan na si Ash the transparent," ang pang-aalaskang bungad sa akin ng aking mga kaibigan sa sandaling tumungtong ako sa loob ng aming clasroom. From the distance, I could see them playfully smirking at me, at parang mga batang nag-aabang ng sorpresa.

"Umagang umaga, Drei, itigil mo yan," ang tanging naisagot ko sa kanila, ang aking boses puno ng seryosong pagbabawal, I just can't bear with more of this transparent thing. "At bakit ba lagi niyo akong tinatawag na transparent—"

"Dahil kitang kita lagi ang gusto mo'ng iparating, Ash. Kitang kita kung ano ang nararamdaman mo." Said by a soft voice, and I was not wtong, its Izza. Ngumiti siya sa akin bago siya umupo sa tabi ni Drei, "Kagabi pa lang ay pansin ko na."

"Hindi ako transparent, okay?" tugon ko, and I was gritting my teeth in anger.

"Oh 'di ba? Galit ka na, hindi mo pa sinasabi pero nasa tono na ng boses mo, nakikita din sa reaksyon ng mukha mo, transparent ka nga." ang sabi ni Zayv, ang kanyang mukha puno ng pagkakatuwa sa aking reaksyon, he is really happy seeing me embarrassed.

"Stop." I sighed and sat down, "Hindi nakakatuwa."

She went to her room, as our class went by, a blur of faces and voices, pero hindi ko manlang pinansin ang kahit isa sakanila. I was there, just sitting at the back, pero parang hindi rin. I was physically present, pero emotionally, I was far away from them.

Alam ko din naman na transparent ako sa emosyon ko, na hindi ko kayang itago ang nararamdaman ko. Pero it wasn't the fact that I was an open book that bothered me. It was really the way they we're making it too obvious, masyado nilang ipinamumukha saakin, that they could see right through me, that they knew what I was feeling but they chose to make fun of it.

Nakasimangot akong sinundan sila sa cafeteria na'ng mag break time, my steps are echoing the heaviness of my heart. I was trailing behind them, not really part of their conversation, but not really apart of it either. I even tucked my hands on my pocket, a clear sign of my disinterest and detachment.

My head was lowered, my eyes focused on the ground, completely ignoring everyone's sight. Hindi ko gusto makipag-engage, hindi ko gusto makipag-usap. I was in my own world, a world of silence and solitude, where I could think of every single thing I do.