Photography Club

Chapter 3: Cruel School

ZANRO

I sat silently at the very corner of the room where a window at the side is located. This location is most likely the best spot for a person who doesn't want to catch the attention of a teacher. But at the moment I was about to open my book to study, someone interfered.

"Hi."

A guy with a very tall height, messy hair, big smiling eyes and a mouth that seems like it keeps talking in a matter of seconds. Tumitigtig lang ako sa kaniya pero hinila niya yung isang upuan sa left side ko, seems like he will be opening a conversation for the two of us. Be sure he will give a topic that will most likely caught my interest.

" Karl Martinez by the way." He wave his right hand slightly. "So wala pa masyadong lumalapit sa'yo? At teka nga anong bang nakain mo at dito mo naisipan mag-aral?!"

"Why do you keep on asking the same question to me? Anong meron dito sa school?"

He successfully caught my interest. I mean, who wouldn't be curious about this school? Is there something going on in here? Maybe he might answer the questions that my mind is hungry for.

"A.D.U. is not just an ordinary school. This school is like a practice zone for amateur young criminals." Bulong ni Karl.

I was surprised with what I heard. Kaya naman pala may poisonous plant dito. Seems like I transferred at a hell school.

"And also the photography club. Anong meron sa club na yun?" I asked.

Ngumiti siya, tumingin muna siya sa paligid para siguraduhin na walang nakikinig sa amin. Binaling niya ulit ang tingin sa akin at nagsalita siya sa mahinang tono. "Kapag gumawa ka ng karumal-dumal na krimen dito sa campus, Ang photography club ang  makakalaban mo."

Naguluhan naman ako. "W-what? Like taking pictures?"

"More than that. They are the one who is solving and stopping the chaos of our school." Nakangiti niyang sabi.

"What do you mean?"

"It's for you to find out. Ah Oo nga pala, sikat kana ngayon dahil sa Photography Club!" tuwang tuwa niyang sabi. Almost the same with Twyna have said yesterday. So do I have to witness a crime first before I can truly know them? The hell. And about the 'sikat' thing, I have gathered a lot of attention after that shouting incident of that Twyna. And also I haven't done anything yet but Twyna desperately wants me to join her club, I cannot understand her very well.

"Sino bang Hindi magugulat?! Maraming nag-attempt na sumali sa club nila pero Hindi sila nakakapasok dahil sobrang higpit ng standards nila tapos ikaw. One day lang gusto ka ng isali ni Twyna!"

If only I knew the reason too, but I am much clueless as him.

**Ring**

Everyone became alert and they went to their respective seats. Umupo ako ng maayos para ihanda ang sarili para sa klase. Inayos ng Karl yung upuan dahil wala naman talagang nakaupo doon umalis na rin siya at bumalik sa nakatalagang upuan niya.

The teacher came in together with a girl. Ponytail hair with bangs and glasses that made her look like a intelligent charming girl.

"Goodmorning class! So yesterday we have Mr. Andrada as the transferee, yesterday." The teacher glanced at me but she return her attention to the whole class afterwards." but today there is another transferee at our class. Please introduce yourself Ms.?"

"Stina Moria, Ma'am." Nahihiyang sagot ng babae.

Maraming lalaki ang nagbubulungan dahil kahit papaano maganda siya. But for me, I don't find her worth for my attention.

Pinaupo yung babae sa left side ko dahil wala naman talagang nakaupo doon. The teacher started discussing about something Pero binaling ko muna ang attensiyon ko sa labas. May nakita akong tao or should I say a janitor holding a box bringing it to the incinerator. Probably some trash. I put back my attention to the teacher and started taking notes.

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Since we where asked to find a club to join I am currently walking at the hallways neglecting some stares looking at me. I turned to my right I climbed to the upstairs leading me to the roof top. 

Since undecided pa ako, matutulog nalang muna ako. Pwinesto ko nalang ang sarili ko kung saan pwedeng umupo. I was about to fall asleep but I heard some tapping sounds.

Tick!Tick!Tick! TapTapTap! TapTapTap! TapTapTap! Tick!Tick!Tick

I became alert to that sounds. Agad ko itong sinundan, bumungad sa akin ang nakalock na storage room pero dito nanggagaling yung tunog. Lumapit ako doon at nagtap sounds din ako

Tick!Tick!Tick! TapTapTap! Tick!

Tumunog ulit.

Tick!Tick!Tick! TapTapTap! TapTapTap! TapTapTap! Tick!Tick!Tick

May tao nga sa loob and he\she is asking for help. Agad kong inilabas yung hairpin. Since I know how to lockpick, I can help the person get out there. Pinasok ko na yung pin at sinimulan ko na ang lock picking.

Click!

Binuksan ko agad ito at bumungad ang isang matanda na nakabulagta na nakatali ang mga kamay at paa pero may hawak na stick ang isa sa kaniyang kamay, probably he used it to create those tapping sounds.

Hinang hina na ito at tuyong tuyo na ang kaniyang labi. This school is cruel than I've ever thought. Tinanggal ko yung mga tali balak ko sana siyang buhatin but my body won't take this. Biglang may lumitaw na lalaki, the same guy who told me to get my books at the library yesterday.

"H-Halla! Anong nangyari kay manong?!"

"We should carry him to the clinic!" Sigaw ko.

"S-Sige!"

This school is so cruel. For real.

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Edited: 06/13/2017

Next chapter: Twyna's POV~