Janella's P.O.V
1st day of class. Wooh!! How exciting. Not!!
"Ellaaaa!!" Sigaw ni Marielle sa mismong tenga ko.
"Ano?!" Umupo ako tsaka sinamaan siya ng tingin.
"Hindi tayo pumasok dito para ganyan ka katagal gumising!!!" Sigaw niya tsaka tumalikod sakin.
She took her bag and was about to go out.
"Oh, san ka pupunta??" Tanong ko tsaka iginilid ang ulo ko.
"Sa cafeteria, malamang!! Nakakagutom kaya ang pag-gising sayo. You sleep like you've never slept for centuries. Tulog mantika ka at nauubos na ang laway ko sayo!!" She shouted and slammed the door behind her.
I took a glance at the digital clock on my bedside table.
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7:30 A.M
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'Eh, seven thirty pa naman pala-'
"Seven thirty na?!" Hurriedly, I stood up and ran towards the bathroom.
Aish!! This is why I hate school!!
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"Everyone, please settle down."
"Hoy!! Akin yan, gago ka!"
"Anong iyo?? Akin to, noh!"
"Noah Connor 'Liit' Henry!! Wala ka namang dalang G-Tech kanina, eh. Are you playing with me?"
"Okay. Everyone settle down."
"Hihihihi!! I've been heard about those guys. Sabi-sabi pa nga, mga pogi daw."
"And hot!!"
"And bad boys!!!"
"Just my type of guy."
"Class, I said SETTLE DOWN."
Nandito lang kaming lima sa labas ng classroom. Late kasi kami, eh. At walang gustong pumasok sa room. Bakit ba kasi ako nakipag-roommates sa kanila, eh pwede naman akong maghanap ng ibang friendly na babae.
You see, may dalawang bunk beds lang sa dorm room namin. On the orientation, we were asked to group ourselves and find our own dorm mates until they can find a way to group us. Kaya imbes apat lang ay lima kaming natulog dun sa dorm room namin. 'Di kasi namin mahagilap sina Chloe, eh. Kaya ang bagsak ko, sa kanilang apat.
"Go." Utos ko kay Patrice tsaka siya mahinang tinulak.
"What?! Why me?!" She protested. But it was already too late.
Binuksan ni Cryz ang pintuan at sabay-sabay naming tinulak si Patrice papasok. She stumbled but then maintained her balance.
"You're late." Mahinahong saad ng babaeng nakatayo sa harap. If you'd ask me, she looks young, maybe 25-30 YEARS old?
"I-I-" Walang maisagot si Patrice kaya pumasok na rin kami. Nakakaawa, eh.
"I'm sorry, Miss-" Nagtataka ko siyang tiningnan na mukhang nakuha niya naman.
"Go." Sagot niya.
I nodded. And continued talking,
"I'm sorry, Miss Go. I promise this won't happen. Ever. Again." I swore.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pain In December
Teen Fiction"We're together. And we'll never be apart." He said with reassurance. Yet, he left. I made the story with my own hands and imagination. Anything similar on the story is simply a coincidence.
