Maaga akong dumating kaya naman dumiretso na ako sa una kong klase. There's still a faint throb in my head but its more manageable now. I fished for my phone in the horrendous mess also known as my bag para sana mag send ng text kay Dom at Eros pero wala na iyong baterya, just as I was returning it to its rightful place ay dumating si Stephanie. She was a permanent fixture beside me on some classes because some professors prefer their students to be alphabetically arranged and since Stephanie's surname is Ignacio we're pretty much stucked together and even if I won't ever admit it- I kinda like her, sure she's yappy pero hindi sya plastic.
"Goodmorning!" She chirped as she placed her hand bag on her desk carefully. I simply nodded in acknowledgement and she smiled in return. It was as if smiling is a reflex for her because she smiles a lot
"You look like you got smashed last night, huh." She said as she scanned my face.
"Something like that." Humikab ako at sandaling hinilot ang sentido
"Here..." She's giving me her drink
"Uhm...no thanks,"
"But you look like you need it." She insisted
"I don't drink coffee." As I said those words a sudden wave of de ja vù hit home
"Really? What a shame! This babies work miracles for head aches!" She claimed, retracting the hand that's offering the coffee and taking a sip at habang pinapanood ko sya a bitter taste erupted in my tongue...it's like my taste buds remembered kung anong lasa ng kape pero imposible iyon dahil hindi pa ako nakakainom ng kape sa buong buhay ko.
It's not just the taste though...somehow the aroma also seemed familiar.
Strange.
Super strange. I thought with a sigh.
The professor arrived shortly at mabilis natuon ang atensyon ko sa klase but there's that lingering thought in the deep recesses of my mind that I'm missing something big...a big chunk of my memory last night to be specific.
As I went through my day I caught some flashes from last night but they don't really make much sense...they're scattered but some random things often trigger something in my head.
I remember getting impossibly drunk...kissing someone...drinking some more...leaving the club for some place called Fred's then giggling- lots of giggling then...coffee then more giggling. I groaned in frustration and fumbled for the car keys in my pocket ng mahawakan ko na iyon ay bigla iyong dumulas sa aking mga daliri so I kneeled down to pick it up but my tangly hair got in the way kaya medyo tumagal pa lalo ang proseso when I got up, however, a startling view greeted me.
He had deep pools of gray for eyes...and he was looking right at me.
And someway, somehow I found myself standing in front of him.
"Hey."
"Hey yourself." He replied with an impassive face before handing me a black paper bag. I stood there. Mouth agape. At noong hindi ko tinanggap iyon ay marahan nyang hinook ang mga daliri ko sa hawakan ng paper bag and then he guided my hand to form a fist para hindi iyon malaglag.
"Sorry, I can't slip it on your feet, I'm in a hurry." He said and then he walked over to a familiar sports car and drove off.
Hindi ko alam kung gaano ako katagal tumayo roon but eventually I steered myself to move. Sinilip ko ang laman ng paper bag at nakita ang isang pares ng itim na stilletoes...my favorite stilletoes...how on the world did he get this!?
And then everything clicked into place.
"Peter...Peter Pan." I murmured. Breathless.
BINABASA MO ANG
Nevermore
RomanceTo Colton, it wasn't curiosity that killed the cat but recklessness so what happens when his path gets entwined with Achila, a wild child who was recklessness personified?
