He's My Cousin!

[Ch.31] Boundary

(Forgive the long note)

Happy first anniversary, HMC! It has been a year since I first uploaded its prologue. We’re more than half way through the end. Sorry if it’s taking this long. :) At alam ko rin naman na ang abnormal nito. Yaan niyo ieedit ko after, as in revamp pa, para consistent ‘yung plot.

July 13, I posted its prologue, kasabay ng pagkakabuo ng Friday D' 13th. So Happy 1st anniversay, Friday D' 13th! I miss you, Iya and Quin. :( Love you both.

Let me share things about HMC na lang. Haha

1. It was supposedly Ian Miguel Salvatorre (Ian being ‘Kuya Ian’) and Paolo Valmonte. Paolo was really the supposed ‘epal’ XD

2. Salvatorre came from the brand Salvatore Mann, doubled the r.

3. Aya’s name came from the Japanese Drama, One Liter of Tears. I couldn’t remember every bit of the drama though. Celine came from my personal friend’s name. I was having a text conversation with her when I was finalizing HMC’s characters list.

I actually wanted to quit writing HMC because I knew college would be demanding—no, not only writing HMC, but writing per se. I wanted to finish everything that I’ve started so I’m here! 

Salamat sa pagbabasa ng HMC! Lalo na ‘yung mga nagbabasa simula una pa lang! Yieh!  ♥

(Minsan lang 'to, pagbigyan mga ate't kuya!)

[Ch.31] Boundary.

// Ayanna's Point of View

Sometimes, we have to give up that one thing that makes us happy without giving up happiness itself. We decide and are given the chance to choose—it’s up to us whether to choose the right one or the risky one. Well, I'm choosing the right one, because I know that it will make things better. Not only for the situation I am in right now, but as well as the situation we may be into in the future.

“Teka, may kukunin lang ako sa admin!” sabi ni Liz, paalis na sana kami dahil natapos na ‘yung ika tatlong araw ng practice namin para sa graduation. Lumingon kami sa kanya. She slightly curved her lips. “Credentials,” saad niya. Oo nga pala’t sa State University mag-aaral si Liz. Mahihiwalay tuloy siya sa amin.

Lumapit kami sa kanya at sinamahan siya sa administration office. Hinintay na lang namin siya sa may labas ng office dahil may mga upuan doon.

“Leche naman talaga oh! Sana pala nag-aral tayo mabuti noong exams ‘no.”

“Okay lang ‘yan, Bes!” pabiro kong hinagod ang likuran niya. “Course muna natin ang problemahin natin!” sabi ko. Hanggang ngayon kasi ay hindi pa rin kami nakapagdedesisyon kung anong kurso ang kukunin namin.

“Oo nga pala,” nangalumbaba si Ella sa may lamesa na namamagitan sa aming dalawa—naka-upo kasi kami ng magkaharap. “Ang dami ko naman kasing gustong gawin sa buhay!”

“Ako rin kaya—“

“Excuse me.” Napatigil ako sa sasabihin ko nang may lumapit na lalaki sa aming dalawa ni Ella. Napatingala ako sa kanya dahil nga nakatayo siya at naka-upo naman ako.

He was wearing a retro black fashion wayfarer style glasses. Surprisingly, he did not look like a dweeb. In fact, he had the looks and he’s tall.  He was wearing a plain navy blue polo shirt that embraces his well-formed torsos (or at least it appealed to me like that) matched with his slim selvedge jeans in white oak cone denim. Tinitigan ko muna siya… all right.