Thank you nga pala kay @Lonelyfolk sa Story cover :) labyu! <3
No proofread, please bear with the typos and grammatical errors.
War at first sight
I hate my school. No, scratch that. I loathe the students in my school. Kung hindi mga rich snobs and nandun sa school na yun, mga gangsters naman! And I hate gangsters! Who wouldn’t? Parating sila yung nakikita ko sa balita. Mga basag at duguang mukha, bali-baling buto and worse, mga namamatay dahil sa so-called gangfights na ‘yan. Not that I’m concerned pero, gumawa na lang kaya sila ng sarili nilang network? Yung tungkol lang sa gangsters. Kesa matabunan yung mga IMPORTANTENG balita ng mga walang-kwentang balita tungkol sa kanila.
Kung bakit ako na-enroll sa school na yun? Kagagawan lahat ng magaling kong kapatid.
I sighed. Prepped myself for school, fixed myself a meal and went to the garage. Taking a lungful of air, I flipped my shoulder-length hair as I rode my blue bicycle.
Oo, bicycle. Why? May kaya naman kami but I prefer riding a bicycle because as much as possible, I refrain myself from becoming a contributor of pollution. Besides, 20 minutes lang naman ang biyahe papuntang school kung magbi-bisikleta kaya okay lang.
I turned right papuntang East parking lot ng school to what I find as a decent parking lot. But to my greatest disappointment, wala nang space. Okay, great! Just effin’ great! At sa’n ako magpapark ngayon? Sa West parking lot?! I scowl at the thought.
I was starting to get irritated, and it’s not a good thing to start my day with. I managed to calm myself a little bit. “Well, well. Looks like I really don’t have a choice. If I don’t wanna be late, I better park there. The not-so-pleasing West parking lot.” I said frowning and started to pedal.
Nakarating naman agad ako sa West parking lot ng SAFE at napark ng maayos ang baby ko. Ngunit sa kasamaang palad, napagitnaan ako ng isang limo at isang motorbike. I’m sure as hell na pag-aari ng isang rich snob ang limo na’to at sa isang gangster naman ang motorbike. I shook my head in disgust. Nilingon ko ang kabuuan ng parking lot and lo and behold, napapaligiran ako ng classy cars and big motorbikes. At ang bisikleta ko lang ang tanging naiiba.
“So this is what West P.L’s known for.” I tsked then turned my attention to the big bike on my right.
“BNSSB.” I smirked and gave the front wheel a gentle kick. Mabuti nalang walang katao-tao rit--
“HEY! WHAT THE FVCK WAS THAT FOR?!” a voice made me jump.
I turned around and saw a guy right about my age but is way taller than I am. His face was new to me. A transferee maybe? Tinignan ko siya from head to foot.
He was wearing a black leather jacket with a white v-neck shirt inside. Tight black skinny jeans matched with stylish boots.
He had that long hair that reached his neck, a piercing on the side of his left lower lip, a pointed noise, furrowed brows.
