Campus Royalties (On Going)

Chapter Eighteen: Queen's Position

Queen's Position

 

AICENT POV.

Ilang araw na kaming hindi napapasok ng eskwelahan dahil naging busy kami sa pagha-handa sa gagawing exclusive exam for girls only.

Sky Extoon was known for being the highest-paid school in the world. It has been quite expensive for those who have earned a penny. I'm not boastful; I'm just being honest at the moment.

And our school is also known for its legendary competition, where all boys and girls who are studying here will be given a chance to compete for Royale's rank. Currently, me and my friends have won the King's position, and now we are organizing a competition for the Queen's position.

The competition will be held after the event next week. Napag-pasyahan namin na pagkatapos nalang ng acquaintance party, para naman makapa-enjoy ang lahat. Ang hirap naman kasi kapag e-pagsabay pa ang dalawang event. Guhol na rin naman sa oras.

"May maka-pasa kaya?" Curious na tanong ni Maximo.

"Maybe. There are a lot of girls who are determined to get the position, and I have these guts," Macalister responded.

Umarko naman ang mga kilay namin sa pabitin na sabi nito. I also have this feeling, na this time may maka pasa na. There's a girl who came from another school and is known for having a lot of genius students. That school is a prestigious university; no one can surpass that school.

"Ano?" we asked, Union.

Para namang wala itong narinig dahil hindi na niya kami pinansin. Inabala ba naman, bigla ang sarili. Ang galing talaga ng kaibigan ko, sarap sakalin hanggang 'di nato makahiga.

“He's back to being Macalister. Sige, sayo na 'yang laway mo. Tangina ayaw pa ituloy.” Pagmamaktol ni Canus.

Macalister chuckled before closing the book in his hand. “It was my intuition. I don't want to share it with you, baka kasi pati exam ng mga babae sirain mo.”

“Ha? Anong connect? ”

“Bluetooth mo.” pang iinis pa ni Macalister.

“Tangina mo gago! ”

“Back to you! ”

Tawang-tawa kami ni Maximo sa dalawa. Ayaw pa talaga nilang huminto. They were being themselves again and again. Daig pa ang mga babae sa ingay nila.

Mga gago talaga.

Later on, we heard the sound of a knock coming from the outside of our private room slash office. For the whole week, wala kaming ginawa kundi ibigay ang buong atensyon sa gaganaping events next week. Nag request muna kami ng tutor para wala kaming ma-miss na lesson.

Ang hirap e-sabay ang pag-aaral at oras ng pagiging isang Royale's. Ang alam ng iba ay pambu-bully lang ang kaya naming gawin, jusmiyo! Para na kaming lantang gulay sa kakapasan ng trabaho rito sa eskwelahan.

“Buksan mo Mac,” utos ko kay Macalister na ngayon ay naka-tingin sa pintuan.

We even check the CCTV footage to see who's outside. And it was the president of the dance troupe, Ate Chisna.

Nagmamadali naman nito pagbuksan ang babae. She was smiling widely, and she even bowed her head a little.

“Hi, good morning. Sorry for the inconvenient disturbance,” she said nicely.

“It's ok. Ano pala ang sadya mo ate Chisna? ”I asked. She was a little bit surprised when I understood her name. It's easy to see her shock. “You're wondering why I know your name, isn't it? Well, I know you because you're the president of the dance troupe club.”