um hi. so I am so not good with these stuffs and I am just using my classmates (yes, the characters in this story are my classmates, poor them XD) to ease my everyday pain and preventing my breakdowns. cool huh.
>>>>> pic: Janaira
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Rachel- 14, Brown hair, Hazel eyes, medium built
Janaira- 14, Black Hair, Dark Brown eyes, small built
Rachel's POV
"Rachel Galvan. transferee." I grunted, swirling my identification card as the whole class stare at me. the homeroom teacher nodded and I walked to my seat. judging the next few of my classmates
"Lemuel Cuevas. not a transferee" bitch.
"Janaira Gasga. not a transferee" swag.
"Janina Aspillaga. not a transferee". wow. am I the only one that is a newbie here? this sucks.
dear lord, I'm gonna die.
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two years past and I cant believe what happened. I am now a god damn junior and ms lemuel "bitch" cuevas became my so-called master. she calls me Reila though, taken from the gazette's song. We became close and I think she's not as bad as I thought she would be, when she isn't moody though. Janina became a close friend, in which she and I am a part of "catchers", a circle of friends, including me, janina, janaira and 3 others. lemuel's not a part of it though. she's too busy writing mini novels that she never finishes anyways. Anyways, speaking of Janaira, I have this throb in my heart whenever I see her. I can't imagine hating her.
"Oy Raych, balita ko daw, galit na galit ka sakin (I heard some news, news about you, being mad at me)." oh shit, I don't know who told her that. Janaira just told me she needs to talk to me, but why on earth are we in the back of the school? "Raych? I knew it. galit ka nga (you are mad). it's okay… I understand" oh no, I didn't mean to stay silent, it's all just a rush! "no, aira. hindi ako galit(I am not mad), I can never be mad at you. it's just that.." I felt her eyes widen at me. "just what, rachel?" I formed a clutch and placed it on my chest. "I always feel this strange throb in my chest whenever I see you, whenever you smile. I can't shape it in words, but I know it isn't hate." I realized I was looking at a distance. I shifted my attention at her and I found her face so close to me. I jolted and took a step back, only to have the wall corner me, I returned my eyes to my clutched fist "it isn't hate.. I guess… it's longing." a split second and I could hear her laughing. I could hear her voice, echoing, mocking my confession. "seriously? are you saying that you are sickly in need of me? That's so lesbian Raych!" she then smacked me on my shoulders, I glared at her "are you done mocking me?" she totally ignore my statement. she walked a few steps, just to turn back, "well… are you done sulking?" she laughs and invites me to her side. We walked side by side at the road outside the village then parted ways. Janaira brushed my hair before I could step down the jeepney
"hey ms sentimental, be careful" I nodded,
"stop it janaira, you're making me fall involve with you even more" we both chuckled,
"well then, by now" she pushed me down the vehicle.
I arrived home just to wet my pillow with tears. I can't help myself from screaming. I was so hurt. I threw what ever was in my hand. I want to die.
T.B.C
