This Psycho is a Playboy

Chapter Seven

"Ms. Anderson and Ms. Vasco, why are you both late?" bungad sa amin ni Mrs. Rivera. Ang aga ngang dumating ni Amanda pero late parin, damay pa ako.

So kanina she explained it to me, kung bakit himala at napa-aga siya ngayon. The reason was she woke up 3 o'clock in the morning to get ready and arrive early to school. She made an effort just to avoid getting late, and waking up that early means she sacrificed her sleep. But her efforts were wasted because of what happened earlier. Kung hindi siya nahimatay kanina, edi compliments ang naririnig namin ngayon.

I scratched my head smiling nervously. "Our sincere apologies Mrs. Rivera, we arrived early but something bad happened. We hope for your kindest consideration."

"Opo Ma'am. Hoping for your kindest consideration." Amanda bowed also.

We heard Mrs. Rivera's sigh of dismay.

"What happened?" she managed to ask despite her losing patience.

I took a glance at my friend, who's spacing out all of a sudden. Well.. She's naturally weird, so there's no reason for me to judge her.

"Amanda collapsed earlier this morning, we had to take her to the clinic."

"Mmm.." she hummed. "I see. Is she okay now?" she looks at Amanda. Amanda didn't give a damn about our Professor though, she stayed deep in her own thoughts. Kung ano man ang iniisip ng babaeng 'yan.

"Yeah, thankfully she is fine now Ma'am." I smiled.

Mrs. Rivera cocked an eyebrow. "Then, what are you two waiting for? Get inside before I change my mind."

"Thank you Ma'am." I bowed. Patago kong siniko ang lutang na kaibigan na siyang ikanaigtad niya sa gulat.

"H-Huh?" she was confused for a second there. "Ah, o-opo. Salamat Ma'am."

Matapos ang maiksing usapan at yukoang iyon ay pumasok na kami sa loob ng silid at nagsiupoan na. Ang bruha ay tulala parin, gusto ko nga sanang alamin kung anong iniisip niya— kaso huwag nalang pala at baka kung ano pa ang isagot n'yan.

I faked a cough, hoping it would get her attention. Which didn't work, she started biting her eraser that seemed to be a poop figure. Seriously, this girl is something else.

Inulit ko iyon. At sa pagkakataong ito ay nakuha ko na nga ang kaniyang atensyon.

"Hm?" both of her brows raised in unison.

I rolled my eyes as I sighed.

"Ang aga natin ngayon ah?" there was a hint of sarcasm when I said that, although it was true.

Hinarap niya ako ng maayos sa pamamagitan ng pag-usog ng kunti.

"Salamat sa driver ng taxi at napa-aga ako ngayon." she smirked.

Saglit ko siyang pinagkatitigan nang may ideyang pumasok sa aking isipan. She was able to get here early because she rode a car, which means..

"Why don't you work for me?" I asked her, smiling widely.

Her brows furrowed. "Anong klaseng trabaho ba?"

I held my chin, thinking in silence. When I got an idea, I snapped my fingers.

"Alam ko na!" baling ko sa kaniya, proud-na-proud sa naisip. "Be my driver. Or my cook? Caretaker? Nanny? My petsitter?"

Sa dami ng suhestyon ko ay nagulohan na siya. She pats my shoulder with a smile.

"I'll be your assistant then. More like a servant, I love that job anyway." hagikhik nito.

I blinked a few times.