Story of Us

Chapter 2

Katatapos ko lang maglaba at andito ako sa shop. Binabantayan ko kasi ito since naliligo pa si mama. I was thinking of the song , "Need You Now". Naalala ko kasi yung araw na ginagamit ko yung laptop mo. That day, nag cutting ka sa MAPEH dahil may na post ka sa isang page ng school natin at kala mo, anon. ang magiging name mo dun. Hindi mo kasi sinunod ang right procedure ng confession. Funny, isn't it?

That day, hindi ka rin umuwi nung tanghali kasi, sabi mo, manunuod tayo ng movie. I was so excited that time kasi, Wow, hayup. Niyaya ako! Timothy Roxas na 'yan oh! But then, after our last subject in morning session, She was with you. Magkatabi kayong naka upo sa sahig, tapos ako, nandun sa upuan mo, decided to do my assignment, pretending that I do not remember anything you've said.

December 9, 2015

While we were walking, naka kwento ka sa'kin tungkol sa buhay mo. Timothy Roxas, telling Cheska Andres about his life. TANGINA. BIG TIME!

" I attempted suicide twice." He said.
"Bakit?" I asked him.
Si Tim kasi, parang chill lang lagi. Halos walang ka problema-problema sa buhay. He's the president of the class and can manage anything.
"Alam mo yung pressure? Pressure sa school, pressure sa family, pressure sa friends kasi di mo na sila nakakasama. Tapos halos lahat, sayo sinisisi. Yun bang ginagawa mo lahat pero sa kanila, dissappointments lang." He explained. I know how he feels. I attempted suicide thrice. Same reason as his.

Naglakad kami uli, hindi pinapansin ang mga kasama. Alam mo ba yung feeling na kausap ka ng isang Timothy Roxas? Yung crush ng karamihan? At hindi simpleng usapan. I feel so fucking honored.

Nakarating tayo sa ating nais puntahan kasama ang grupo. Mapagod dahil napaka layo ng ating nilakad pero masaya. I don't know. I'm just happy and it is weird because I'm not that kind of person who is always going out. I'm an ambivert.

Tanghali na nang makarating tayo at it's lunch time. Since hindi nga ako rich kid, nagbaon nalang ako ng kanin at ulam para matipid. Ang masaklap, ako lang ang may dala ng lunch. Bakit masaklap? Kasi kakain ako habang sila, naka tunganga. But then Lara bought something to fill her stomache, same goes with the other members of the group.

I sat on a wood swing with you.

"Anong ulam mo?" He asked me.
"Tortang Dilis." Sabi ko with no emotions. Pero deep inside, nahihiya ako. But who cares. Gutom narin naman ako nung mga oras na iyon.
"Oh?  Sarap man 'yan!" And he immediately get my fork to have a part of it. Ang kapal ng mukha. Alam niya namang kulang pa sakin 'yun. But then I let him.

He started to talk about his life as I eat and did my signature; Indian Sitting.

You told me that you're the youngest of 8 siblings. At dahil may kabastusan ang ating mga pananalita, tinawanan mo ung sinabi ko na, "Tindi ng nanay mo ah?" Pero wala sa atin yun.

Sabi mo rin, yung panganay mong ate ay maagang nabuntis. I didn't care about his life story because I'm on cloud nine realizing that I'm so lucky haviung such informations.

You kept on talking until we have to do what we must do.

I started to do my duties, asking people about the place- how nice it is, and what's the best thing that it have to make the tourists come back. And honestly, for me, it's the peaceful surrounding and nice view on top. I had fun being with the group, and of course, with him.

Umuwi ako sa bahay pagtapos nu'n and I thought before I sleep, "No, Cheska. Big no."

December 10,2015

Pumunta sila sa bahay namin para sa Plan B ng project. Ang mga nirecord naming videos kahapon ay nawalan ng saysay sapagkat hindi namin ito magagamit but still, I kept some. Specially the video where we are going to say our opinions about the place. I was next to that time. Silly because remembering it hurts. Yak.

He was wearing black shirt, black vans, and black pants. Hindi rin siya nagluluksa, ano?

He set up the camera, and we did something to make the place look like a newsroom.

"Kang, ulit." Sabi niya sa akin dahil nga sineset up niya yung camera. I was waving my hands with no emotions. Second, still waving my hands and showing a wacky face. And yes, Timothy. I still have that video. You know how I love simple things, right?

Hanggang umabot sa time na kumain tayo. Alam mo bang gustong-gusto ka ni Mama? Sabi ko nga sa sarili ko, alanganin yata ako. Kasi nga daw, ang behave behave mo, antahimik mo.. Yes, you are a well respected person. Specially by me. Yak.

"Cheska, bigyan mo sila ng ice candy." Sabi ni mama at ginawa ko naman. Gustong-gusto nila yung ice candy and mom started to talk.

"May isa pa akong flavor ng ice candy na gagawin e. Kaso iniisip ko kung paano mas mapasarap." Mom said.

"Ay, lagyan mo po ng marshmallows, tita." Sabi ni Tim.

"Marshmallows..." Sabi ni mama. "Sige. Gawin ko iyan." What she have said was strange. Halos konti nalang, perfectionist na siya. Weird kasi, hindi siya madalas tumanggap ng suggestions.

And this is the shittiest part.

Tinatakot ni Emjay si Lara. Parang mga bata. Letche. I was doing a word document on my computer then Timothy entered, and closed the door. Fuckshit.

He was laughing because Lara was so scared. Duh. But the hell, he's inside my room. Just the two of us. Shit. What if mom suddenly enters the house and look for us? Then she will see us together in here? What will she think? Damn it! This is not good.

I'm about to open the door then he stopped me, "tinatakot ni Emjay si Lara! Saglit lang" I'm looking into his eyes with my dirty thoughts. Shit.

"Labas! Hindi tayo nandito para magharutan! Tigil-tigilan niyo ako ha!" I said with my bitchy attitude. I never intended to be seen that way but I have to.

End of Chapter 2.