Love Or Money

Chapter 3: Rages

''Were you able to get the information you needed, Sandra?'' Tumingon ako kay Ivy nang maramdaman kong papasok siyang faculty office. ''I hope you get your answers when we got out here.''

Sa totoo lang, sadya o kaalaman lang ba kung bakit ako naririto. Knowing what's gotten on Uncle's head, he'll do whatever he wants just to get that thing, even if it's just a centavo coin. Pero nandito na nga ako eh. Gusto kong magreklamo dahil sobra ang parusa na natanggap ko. The heck! I can't imagine that a famous and respectful police would be substituting a thirty delinquent students. Knowing I'm a short-tempered. Baka mapatay ko sila kapag mangangalaska sila sa'kin.

''I need to stay here.'' Kahit labag sa kalooban ko, kailangan.

''What? Why?!' Histerikal niyang tanong.

''Hardinal's involve, Ivy. And not just him, his daughter of course and the Mementom as well.'' I simply replied.

Kunot noo niyang pinasadahan ang mukha ko na waring nagsasabing totoo ba ang sinasabi ko. But when she realize I'm serious, she heave a sigh.

''O..kay. So what about the Mementom? Didn't they surrender when someone throw a shuriken in front of Mr. Miguel?''

That's true. Alam kong hindi lang sa target ko ang dahilan kung bakit ako naririto kundi dahil, meron pang hindi ako nalalaman. I know that being a police in almost eleven years, this is my first time to have a punishment and it's not a punishment. For fvkin' shit! How can he say that my target is here when this is all about my punishment? Well, if it is, the both of them as well.

''I don't have time to explain things, Ivy. Maybe when I have. Gather any information about Mementom. I'll take the both daughter and Mr. Hardinal. Halughugin mo lahat, even if it's in the mud. Wala akong pakialam. Contact the Five Numbers and tell them Jeopardize a way, they'll sure what to do.'' Utos ko sa kanya. ''Two persons are on their way here.''

Mabilis kaming gumawa ng kung anong dapat gawin para hindi kami mapagkamalan na magkakailala dahil inaasahan ko na ang paparating na kapwa guro.

Nakilala ko agad ang mga ito base sa mga tawa nila, si Shannon Houston at Whitney Williams.

Shannon Houston is a professor of fighting without any weapons that was developed in Japan and can create a new style of fighting. While Whitney Williams is an apothecary who prepared and sold medicines in private places.

''Oh, good morning guys!'' Magiliw na pagbati ni Whitney. ''I'm so excited to see the both of you teaching how to fight!'' Atsaka ito bumungisngis.

She's quiet weird. According to the information I've researched yesterday, Whitney always wore some this kind of stuff something like a child's accessories whenever and wherever, have classes or none.

Hearing the way she uttered a words and her intonations, I knew she's just faking it. Lavish genuine reflect on her appearance and plastered all over her face.

''Hope you'll survive after this semester.'' Babala naman ng maarteng si Shannon. Nakasandal ito malapit sa pintuan na animo'y naiinip na.

''What do you mean?'' Kunot noong tanong ko ngunit sinagutan lamans ako ng pabalik ng tanong.

''Haven't you read the teacher's manual? You should do the first thing.''

Halata sa mga tingin nito na mga asong babae ang mga ito. Uma-atittude ang dalawang 'toh. Guro pa man din.

I know about this thing should be noticed but despite of the survive thingy, why should we have to survive? Then what's the school's vision and mission?
Killing their own classhood?