Wonderstruck

Chapter 1: Bite

Chapter 1: Bite

"Timer starts," the prof paused for effect. "Now."

I quickly flipped my test paper for me to answer. Pambihira naman, it was our long test in my personality class in Psych and it was stupid on my behalf to go to that house party last night. I couldn't help it, my brain was so intoxicated at nakalimutan ko na ang test tuloy. Fuck.

Ilang minuto na ang nakalipas pero hindi parin ako naka move on sa essay number 3.

Explain Freud's Theory.

Napanganga nalang ako sa sarili ko. Come on, Lex. You know this one. Nag lakwatsa lang siguro utak mo, sige na, hanapin mo!

I tried thinking, trust me, I really did. Pero hindi talaga pumapasok sa utak ko ang natutunan ko last week. Buti nalang nawala ng konti ang hangover ko. If it wasn't for the Advil I found on my night stand, siguro napagkamalian na akong cast sa The Walking Dead.

I resumed taking the test half-heartedly when I noticed a small sticky note folded in half was sitting on my desk. I stared at it in confusion. Napalingon ako sa mga kaklase ko, thinking na naligaw lang yung papel. Pero hindi, eh. Lahat sila focused na focused sa kanilang ginagawa so I assumed that it was really meant for me.

I opened it nalang, hoping it was something good. But to my dismay, isang tanong lang ang nakasulat sa papel.

Answer to essay number 2?

Napa kunot ang noo ko. Ganyan na ba kakapal ang mukha niya na tinanong niya ako, ako na si Alexa Louisse Mendoza, ang babeng walang naintindihan sa test ni kahit isang salita? May balak ba siyang makita akong praning?

This was considered cheating and I didn't like the idea of it. Paano kung nahuli ako? Ako pa ang mag-mukhang gaga.

Sumulat ako sa sticky note. Sorry, bro, kahit isa wala akong sagot eh. Good luck nalang sayo. See you sa remedial.

Tumingin ako sa prof namin. Buti nalang na-max out ko na ang ninja skills ko kasi mahirap na kung mag-assume ang prof na kumo-kodigo ako. Hindi ako kumo-kodigo, sadyang nadala lang ako sa landi ko kagabi.

Stop getting your panties on a twist and get your shit together, Lex!

Tumingin ako sa paligid ko para malaman ko kung sino ang may ari nitong papel. Tanga tanga naman kasi eh. Bumigay pa siya ng sulat eh kahit pangalan niya nalang, hindi niya pa mailagay. Paano ko isauli ang note? Hindi naman siguro pwede na tumayo ako at sumigaw kung sino ang may ari nito.

Tumingin ako sa seatmate ko at nagulat nalang ako nang nakatitig siya sakin na parang may inaantay siya. What the fuck was his problem?

"Tinitingin tingin mo diyan?" I mouthed. He just smirked and looked at the small blue paper that I was holding. I looked at it too.

Of course, I wasn't that stupid to not get that right in an instant. Out of all people dito sa room, siya pa?

I was one tequila shot away from banging my head on the desk when I realized that the owner of the said paper was no other than Tristan Grey Garcia. Ang dakilang malandi ng uni naming.

Don't get me wrong, he's hot and all pero hindi ko parin ma digest sa sikmura ko ang kalandian niya. He's not a playboy or some other cliché thing, he just tends to get his hormones get the best of him. He's also a bit of a pervert since I noticed him staring at my rack the other day. If he's thinking he's getting these little hakuna matatas tonight, makakabuti sa kanya kung matulog nalang siya kasi mahirap umasa sa wala.

I grunted in frustration. I turned back to my desk to add one little thing.

Kapal ng mukha mo. Don't talk to me, you flirt.