Chapter Ten: Gambling -- And what comes of it

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Mathilde's Point of View

Dating lugar. Dating gawain. Kaya lang....

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Bakit ba kasi may nakakainis na tao dito sa library? 'Di ako makakapagbasa nang ganito!

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"Voltaire? You're reading an author hundreds of years older than you? You're impossible! Don't tell me you read Shakespeare too..."

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Oh yes actually. I do read Shakespeare, you idiot. And Milton. And Poe. And Hemingway. I even read all the works by the Bronte sisters! SO WHAT??????? And I happen to enjoy these works. Now if you would stop bugging me here, Lothaire.......

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Don't tell me I'm a girl....... I'll punch your teeth right out of your mouth!!!! 

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a few more words, I'll really do it!

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I didn't say as much.

"I just won't defend my pleasure reading choices to you." 

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"Fine. Fine." He'd agreed.

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He's freaking annoying! I don't know how Hilda puts up with him. ugh. Hilda. She had been nagging me incessantly about this guy.

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Nasasawa na ako sa mukha nito..... simula ng klase, lunch, sa library, at hanggang sa pag-uwi...

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Kung akala mo Hilda na magugustuhan ko 'to, you're very much mistaken. Akala mo ba hindi ko alam ang ginagawa mo? Tingnan natin. Napangiti na lang ako.

"Anong tinatawa-tawa mo dyan?"

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JUST SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm not even laughing! Kapag ba ngumiti ka, tumatawa ka na? S'ang planeta ka ba galing? Planet Xenon? 

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"BWISET!"

"Why don't we just have a deal, Mathilde?"

"Oh yeah?!"

How do I get him to stop?!

"Hinahamon kita. Showdown sa tugtugan."

"AND?"

"If I win, you'll do three things for me. At 'di mo na ko susungitan."

I grinned evilly. "Sure. I win, and you will never bug me again."

He smiled. Oh, just knock it off, idiot!

"Do we have a deal?" he asked, extending a hand.

"YES." I just stared at his hand. BInaba din niya.

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okay. Let's see......

Hildegarde's Point of View

What the HELL?!

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"What did you just do?! MATATALO KA, alam mo ba yun?!" I screamed at Lothaire. We were on the rooftop. EFF. EFFF! Stupid!

I was seething. What with the? Sinisira niya ang mga plano ko! 

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nagmomonologue lang ata ako dito ah. aba naman.

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Lothaire! Magsalita ka naman dyan! huuuuuuy!

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Okay, tuloy ang monologue............

"You DIDN'T KNOW! She used to perform in recitals! She can play Liszt, Beethoven! SHE CAN EVEN COMPOSE! BAKIT DI KA MUNA NAGTANONG?!"

"Easy, Hilda."

Finally, nagsalita din. haaaaaaay.

"Easy? You're telling me to take it easy? Are you BRAIN DEAD? Jeez! Paano? You're jinxing my plans! You are ruining your own chances!"

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a pause.

"Paano mo nasasabi yan? Hindi mo rin naman alam a." he said, subdued.

Oh? 

"I can play the violin."

"So you CAN play. But if you are to beat HER, you must be able to play Paganini."

"If that's your issue then.........."

AND HE LEFT.

Bakachi! IDIOOOOOOOOT!

Lothaire's Point of View

So she can play well. 

Actually, di naman sa wala akong maibubuga. I can play the violin.

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It's not just that. I love playing the violin. 

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And I'm not a newbie. I can play Paganini. Hey there, Hilda.

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So I can only hope that THIS turns out well.

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You just can't underestimate me, 

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not now.

I've faced that a lot of times. I'm not one who breaks easily.

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