In a Relationship with Dashed (Completed)

C1: Meeting Dashed CDG.

01: Meeting Dashed CDG

"My name is Bronywn Arroyo y López, seventeen-year-old from Málaga, Spain." that's how I introduced myself in front of the class. Yumuko ako nang kaunti when they started to look at me from the head, down to the toe. This is totally freaking me out. It's as if there's something wrong with me.

Ano ba 'yong mali sa akin maliban sa isa akong transferee mula sa ibang bansa?

"Málaga? Hindi ba 'yon ang hometown ni Dashed sa Spain?" asked the girl from the back.

"Magkakilala kaya sila?"

"Ang ganda naman niya..."

"Tingin n'yo maisasama siya sa mga list of girls ni Dashed?"

"Malamang, ganyan mga tipo niya, e."

I threw them my puzzled look as they kept murmuring. Tinignan ko ang pinsan kong si Teegan na nakangiti nang maaliwalas sa akin. She gave me a thumbs up, as if saying that, I had to boost my self-confidence even more now.

Siguro nga, talagang kailangan kong mag-adjust ng sobra rito sa Pilipinas. Wala na ako sa bansang kinalakihan ko. I need to be out from my comfort zone and try new things sa homeland ng Mommy ko.

Nagsimula na 'yong klase. It's a good thing that my parents taught me how to speak in Tagalog when I was younger. Nakaka-hassle kasi. Mahirap s'yang pag-aralan kung 'di ka sanay sa dialect.

Another thing is, I don't know if gusto talaga ng mga tao rito ang presensya ko as a transferee, kung welcome ba ako or not. Wala pa akong clue kung ano ang tunay na ugali ng mga Caridanians. Start pa lang kasi ng klase at wala pa akong masyadong kakilala bukod kay Teegan. But according to her, being part of the De La Carida University is indeed, an honor.

I just hope that, sa mga susunod na araw ay marami na akong makakasalamuhang ibang tao.

In the middle of discussion, someone interrupted the class. Bumukas kasi ang pintuan and a guy came up. Everyone gasped, including Teegan na nakaupo sa right side ko.

I stared at him and the first thing I've noticed was: Ang gwapo niya. Well-shaped brows, expressive eyes, straight nose, kissable lips, and he has a fair skin that perfectly matched his looks.

My mouth slightly opened. What the hell?

Ang gwapo talaga niya.

"Oh! Em! Gee! Bakit ba hindi nakakasawa ang kagwapuhan ni Dashed CDG?!" Teegan howled, accompanying the shrieks of my classmates.

Nagkagulo, as in, sa room noong dumating siya. Napaface palm na nga lang iyong teacher sa harap dahil sa reaksyon ng klase niya.

Obviously, tanging ako lang 'yong tahimik at 'di naninisay sa kilig mula sa mga kaklase kong babae. The rest, well, they were screaming their chills out loud.

"Find your seat, Mr. Calderón de García. Since this is just the first day of class, hindi ko na itatanong kung bakit late ka sa klase ko. But next time, I won't let you pass." Cher Myka said while rolling her eyes upward.

"Sorry, Cher. Pinatawag lang po ako ni Coach." the guy replied politely, plastering a genuine smile on his lips.

And oh, he has a dimple too.

Lumakad siya papunta sa hindi ko alam na direksyon. Girls were offering the vacant chairs beside them but he kept walking and walking until— he reached the vacant chair sa left side ko.

Oh, my God. Ang bango rin niya!

"Can I?" he asked me while pointing the chair na nasa tabi ko.

Speechless. I was left so damn speechless. Hindi ko alam kung ano 'yong isasagot ko so Teegan took the role, she nodded her head non-stop and answered him with a stern yes.

Narinig ko ang mahinang pagtawa niya as he sat beside me. I tried to take a glimpse at him and our eyes immediately met. "Guess you're not yet aware of my presence," he said, shrugging his broad shoulders. "I'm Dashed CDG by the way, and you are?"

I opened my mouth but no words came out.