“Kyle! Baby, wake up male-late ka na sa school!” I hear from a familiar voice.
Naalimpungatan ako. “What time is it?” I stretch while yawning.
“Iha! It's already 6 o'clock in the morning.”
“WHAT!!!!” agad kong kinuha ang alarm clock. Nag-alarm naman ako huh? Mabilis nalang akong bumangon, total hindi ko naman masisisi yung orasan.
Madali naman akong magising but not everytime na nanaginip ako about a young boy na nag-promise sakin about something...
Everytime na napapaginipan ko yung young boy, nahuhuli ako ng gising. Masyado siguro akong nacu-curious kung bakit sa dami ng pwede kong maging dreams ay 'yun pang tungkol sa batang iyon.
So let start introducing myself, I'm Kyle. Kyla Claine Montalez in long.
Unica ija kaya baybing-baby ng mom ko. She's a company vice president. My dad was the company president. We have our own company which you can say na mayaman kami. Yeah, so, so what? I don't care about status in life basta ba buo ang family ko, ayos na.
I'm currently studying at Royal Villey High. Known as one of the best academies. Junior student at napakasimple. They say I’m pretty and smart and kind and whatsoever, almost perfect. This is the curse in my life, yung laging nano-notice sa campus. And prone sa mga nangbubully na insecure na ewan.
When another year came, I change my style. I made myself look nerd, maiwasan lang ang any issues or damn things around me. I start wearing glasses to look nerdier. Always tie my hair up in a ponytail. Never pa akong naglugay kundi agaw attention na naman ang long, straight hair ko which truly suck. I have a deal with mom na wag ipa-cut and hair ko.
Like I said, I was a victim of bullying. 'Yung tipong, "here comes the mean girls and ako na naman ang target." Nasa 11th grade ako nun. Naranasan kong masabunutan to death at malagasan ng buhok. My mom just transferred me in this academy than to make some non-sensible issues.
One thing that truly made me as nerd was, nang sumali ako sa schools popular club. 'Yung sa lahat ng universities, pinagpipilahan at pinag-uunahan para makasali. Cheerleading? Naah! Not in my case. I chose the bleachers.
*beep! beep!*
Alright!... enough na muna sa mga introduction like this kasi male-late ako kapag hindi pa ako magmamadali.
“Mom! Let's go!” I smiled as I fastened my seatbelt. Kapag ganitong situation, mom will transform into somewhat I say, hobby niya noon. She was a drag racer. She's better than my dad in terms of driving a car. Better in speeding up and drifting. Wala talagang panama si dad kay mom.
Napagbawalan nga lang si mom na mag-drive that way but hindi alam ni dad na if he turns back on us, kapag needed, todo drive si mom.
“Ready!” mom winked.
“Set…” I added.
“GO!” then, mom speed it up to the highest level.
“Mom 10 minutes left!”
Sorry, we're really in hurry or else late ako. Wag na kayong magbalak huh, dahil the first time mom did this, halos isuka ko ang 2-day meals na kinain ko. Parang kang sumakay ng roller coaster ng limang beses.
Exactly 7:30 in the morning, I got at the campus. Not late but still have 5 minutes to hang around with my dearest friend.
Cloeh Concepcion. The only best friend of mine, junior and a bleacher like me. She's not nerd, she's beautiful. Marami siyang suitors at medyo girly. In my case, kahit anong iwas ko, hindi pa rin sila mawala-wala sa landas ko. Pero still, low profile ako.
“Kyle!” tawag niya. Nanag makalapit na siya, we did our very own 'hello-shake'. Bata kasi talaga kami umasta. We don't do beso-beso dahil nga those are just for sossy girls. We're just like sassy girls. Okay tama na sa pagihing conyo. Sarap kasi pagtripan 'yung iba. Peace sa inyo. ^_^v
“How is it going?” I asked.
“Still fine.” She smiled. “Narinig mo na ba yung bagong transferee guy student?”
“Nope not yet, bakit?”
“He's great daw, kasi when he tried out in the basketball team, within 30 seconds, naka-three-point shot, pasok na siya kaagad. Not once, not twice but thrice" She’s explained. “Coach Rodger was the one na pumili sa kanya kaagad.”
“Talaga?" Sagot ko na walang kalatoy-latoy. "Maybe varsity yun.” she rolled eyes.
"Wala ka nga pa lang interest doon."Biglang nag-ring yung bell so nagmadali na kami sa pagtakbo. “Cloeh bilisan natin.”
“Alright!” nakalimutan ko na athlete nga pala siya. Wrong call, Kyle. Ako tuloy itong nagmukhang mabagal.
.....crashhh!!!.....
Tumalsik lahat ng gamit ko. Books and bags.
Wala ng panahon para mag-ala-movie scene pa. Mabilis ko nalang pinulot yung books and say sorry kahit hindi ko lang 'yun kasalanan. Wala ng pakialamanan basta makaabot lang sa klase.
BINABASA MO ANG
Meant to be Together
CasualeMeant to be Together written by mr.whize Copyright © 2011 mrwhize. All Rights Reserved. No part of this story either text or photo may be reproduced, copied, modified, or by any means, without indicated permission in writing from the author.