Chapter 2

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Is it me or is it the military differences here and abroad?

I paused, and I realised that Mikha studied abroad. Kaya hindi iyon puwedeng maging dahilan kung bakit may naramdaman akong kakaiba sa ginawa niya kahapon.

Ms. Perfect my ass, she punished me for the whole day yesterday. Fine, I questioned her authority. Pero dahil sobra naman kasi 'yon!

May galit kaya siya sa'kin? Or does she even have the right to be mad, if yes? She got reprimanded for it, and if we weren't minors, she'd probably go to jail.

Maybe she changed now...maybe rehab changed her, and had some realisations.

Dumaan siya sa harap ko sa assembly. Her eyes didn't even looked at me as she inspected. But she only looked cool, calm, and controlled. Ibang iba talaga siya noon. She'd always look annoyed, mad. Even when she sees me, the girl that she's supposed to like. Pero ngayon wala na, she mastered poker face.

Finally, I got some action.

I finally get to join the practice. I heard there's no ace for female seniors here, maliban kay Mikha.  Nasa ibang camp daw ang magagaling

I was introduced as potential ace. But I know that I'm already an ace.

I can feel that the seniors, even the cadets are waiting for my exercise. Sayang, at ako ang huling matatawag, it made the tension even more palpable. Lalo na't gumagaling ang mga nauna sa'kin.

The seniors clapped when one of the Philippine cadet almost perfected the exercise.

"You're good" Puri ng isa.

I saw Mikha clapped with the seniors. She looked convinced at the female top cadet that almost perfected the exercise.

A couple of cadets later, I was called. Neo whistled and my best friend Lux, who's supposed to be busy with the male's practice was already there to watch. Alam nila na magaling ako at panigurado na usap usapan na rin sa seniors na magaling ako.

I saw how they straightened their stand, maybe to angle their vision better.

The male senior blew the whistle, and I immediately fired bull's eye shots, target to target. I executed stance to stance perfectly, while firing with precision. My exercise ended with a round of applause, even without a closer look to every target I hit.

Hinihingal pa ako habang tinitingnan ang mga pumapalakpak. It was a course, and it starts and ends on the same place.

Obviously everyone clapped, maliban sa kaniya. Naka hilig lang sa kahoy si Mikha, seryoso ang mukha habang tinitingnan ang mga target na linalagay sa harap.

Sinuyod ko ang buong seniors at cadets. Iya went and congratulated. All the seniors really clapped, except for Mikha.

"Excellent job!" Puri ng iba.

Each one of them is a bull's eye. I saw Mikha stepped closer towards the one target. Umirap ako at napa isip kung pinagdududahan niya ba kung bull's eye 'yon o hindi.

Ngumiti ako at tinanggap ang papuri. The roll call continued.

Liningon ko si Mikha at nakitang pumapalakpak siya sa ibang...hindi naman perfect bull's eye ang target.

I rolled my eyes again.

"The obvious favoritism" I whispered.

Hindi naman talaga favoritism eh, I don't think she has favorite. Pero meron siyang hindi paborito: Ako.

I perfected each of the damn targets...and yet, I didn't earn her clap? These male bastards and cadet female made her clap?

Wala raw si Ms. Lim kahapon, kaya ngayon magpapakitang gilas siya.

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