Emotions

Chapter 1

Kharis' POV

I'm getting late for my class that's why I was already half running and half walking. Suddenly, sa lahat ng pwede ko pang makaharap ay ang mga demonyita pa.  And the most amazing thing that could ever happen on the way to my class, happened. They cornered me and then the next thing I knew nakaupo na pala ako sa sahig habang tumatawa sila ng ubod ng lakas. Typical them.

I tripped. Actually, I was tripped. Leche lang.

I slowly got up as I stared at them coldly. Masisira na naman ba ang araw ko dahil sa mga demonyitang ito?

"Oh! Why are you looking at me like that? Lalaban ka ba? Ha?!" Vaelia said as she used her right hand para itulak ang kaliwang balikat ko. I sighed. Bakit ba ako nalang parati ang pinagtitripan ng mga 'to? 

"Leave me alone, Zephaniah." I simply said with my usual cold voice. Papaalis na sana ako pero hinawakan niya bigla ang braso ko. What do I hate the most? When a person touches me and I'm not even friends with them.

"How dare you call me that? Sino ka ba sa tingin mo? Are we even close, Kharis?!" There. I knew I pulled the trigger. Ayaw niyang may tumatawag sa kanyang 'Zephaniah' because it brings back all the memories, the bad ones. 

I slightly smirked and held her hand softly to release her grip from my arm. She looked at me sternly habang humahangos ng napakabigat. Iniwan ko siya kasama ng mga alipores niyang demonyita. You can never win against me, Zephaniah. 

After all the things that you did to defeat me, Zephaniah Vaelia Mendez. Sad to say this but, you never won.

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"Miss Castillo, why are you very late in my class? Go to the detention room and get an admission slip." Our teacher in English class said. Kasalanan 'to ng mga demonyitang 'yon eh. Imbes na pumunta sa detention room, I directly went to my seat and sat. 

"Didn't you hear me, Miss Castillo? I said go to the detention room and get an admission slip for you to enter this class." 

"I won't, Miss. 15 minutes na lang naman ang natitira before you dismiss this class. 3 minutes while I'm explaining here in front of you, 2 minutes walking to the detention room, Almost 8 minutes explaining why I'm late and getting an admission slip because she's freaking slow to write and 2 minutes walking back again. All that for just a piece of paper. At least, be happy that I attended your class." And I received a round of applause from my classmates. 

"Go to the detention room this instant, Miss Castillo!"

I hurriedly stood up and got my bag.  I was aching to go there actually this past few days kasi puro stress nararamdaman ko. Doon peaceful, I can also be alone which I love the most. I can at least rest my mind even just for a few hours. Free from stress and all.

Finally.

Staring at my haven which I only visit whenever I get the chance to. 

"Oh Miss Castillo, bakit ka nandito?" 

"Green Slip." 

"Get inside. Di lang ikaw ang nasa loob ha. Behave kayo." 

I nodded and went in.

Pagkatapos kong ilagay ang bag ko sa gilid ay naupo ako. It was almost total silence when I came in all I could hear was inhales and exhales. This is a room of darkness ngunit may kakaunting light na pumapasok galing sa isang window. 5 long minutes have passed when someone spoke.

"Castillo! Nandito ka pala. Tagal mong 'di bumisita ah." I only glanced at Dane and said nothing.

"Ang taray mo talaga, Castillo. Kaya walang nanliligaw sa 'yo eh." 

"I don't care." Ngumiti lang siya at umiling-iling. Nakita ko pang parang may sinasabi pa siya pero hindi ko na narinig pa. Wala talagang magawang matino sa buhay 'to.

I shifted my eyes to the person who's in his left side. Nandoon siya sa isang corner ng room nakayuko habang nakaupo, nakataas ng kalahati ang isang paa at ang isang kamay ay nasa itaas ng tuhod nito. Siguro na-feel niyang nakatingin ako sa kanya kaya nag-angat siya ng tingin. It took 3 seconds bago siya yumuko ulit na parang wala namang pakialam sa mundo. Napaisip nalang ako.

Why? Why do I feel like we're on the same page? I don't even..

I took a deep breath.What the heck is going on with me? I want to know him in any way that I can, even if it takes to befriend him and even if I know it would take so many freaking complications and emotions. Hindi ko alam pero hindi talaga kasi ako mapakali hangga't hindi ko siya nakikilala. There's something with his eyes that made me want to do it and I can't help but say yes. This is so not me. Is it because I see myself in him? Or is it because when he looked at me I felt an electricity ran through my body?

Still, I maintained my cold face and waited for my punishment to end.