In Time With You (on going)

Chapter 7

DAYS PAST

Hanggang ngayon iniimbestigahan pa rin namin ang nangyaring insidente sa loob ng school.

"What’s the name of your male teacher again?" Jeydon asked, fingers rapidly typing on his laptop.

May thesis yata siya kaya todo ang pagta-type niya.

Ako kaya, type niya?

Kiri.

Umiling ako. "Ah, yung science teacher namin si Sir Paul Echavez. Graduate siya ng BSU, nasa early thirties yata siya. Si Sir Sandrino naman, medyo out of the question kasi lahat alam na bakla siya. Then, si Sir Requel halos kaedaran lang ni Sir Marvin; ang alam ko, sabay yata silang na-hire."

He looked at me intently. "So, sino ang suspect natin?" he asked.

Napatingala ako. Actually... parang lahat sila.

Kahit bakla si Sir Sandrino, minsan napapansin pa rin niyang tumingin sa mga babae.

"Hindi ko alam," sagot ko, unti-unting nag-aalangan. "Paano natin ieexpose ang nangyari?"

He sighed, crossing his arms as he looked back at me, seemingly deep in thought.

"To be honest, we first need to know if this affair between your classmate and teacher has something to do with blackmailing. Kasi, what if your classmate was the one who seduced the teacher? We can’t really tell without knowing the full story."

"Pero imposible 'yun," I murmured softly, my voice uncertain. "I know what I heard and saw. Kahit ang best---" Bigla akong natigilan.

‘Shit, si Aya nga pala!’

“Oh my gosh!” I panicked, grabbing Jeydon by the shoulders as I realized I forgot to check on Aya. I nearly shook him out of his seat.

“What the---?! L-let go of me!” he hissed, struggling to free himself, but I was too preoccupied to care. Hinablot ko ang mukha niya.

“Kailangan kong puntahan ang kaibigan ko!” I said, squeezing his cheeks in my hands. I stopped for a second, staring at his face.

My heart skipped a beat.

“Ang cute mo,” I murmured absentmindedly

"What the heck is your problem!?" he snapped, wiping his cheek where I’d touched him.

I couldn't help but laugh at his annoyed expression. "Papisil ulit ng pisngi!" I teased, reaching out to pinch his cheeks again.

"Stop it, you little monster!" he muttered, rolling his eyes as he wiped his cheek again.

I crossed my arms. "Samahan mo ako kay Aya," I insisted.

"What are we? Friends?" He scoffed.

I pouted. "Hindi pa ba?" Medyo nakakalungkot na ganito pa rin ang trato niya sa akin kahit halos araw-araw kaming magkasama.

‘At iniyakan pa kita kahit tinawag mo akong pangit.’

"No way. Tss." He sneered, making a face. So I smacked his arm lightly.

"Friends na tayo kaya!" I argued.

"There's no way in hell I'm befriending a nerd like you," he smirked, so I flicked his forehead.

"OA ka. Kung naririnig mo lang ‘yung mga sinasabi mo, akala mo naman kung sino kang sosyal." I rolled my eyes and checked my watch. "Twelve na oh! Halos isang linggo na siyang hindi pumapasok. I'm seriously worried."