[Book 3] Mysteries of Jansport High School: The Syntax || WILL BE EDITED

Chapter 4

*Dan's sub-POV*

"Heavensphere!" I started running backwards. Nagbuild ang mga kamay ko ng white-light charged ball. At hinagis kay Jakov na natakbo papunta sa amin ni Chase. Inilagan niya eto pero the moment nag-change course ang katawan nito ay napatigil ito.

"Balik na ba ulit sa dati?" tanong ni Chase sa akin. Tinaas ko mga balikat ko at nilapitan ito. Kinapa-kapa ko bulsa ko in the hopes of finding an antidote. Meron pa. Kaso isa na lang. Nilabas ko na toh sabay turok kay Jakov. "Close call, wait. Paano ka nagkaroon ng antidote dyan sa bulsa?" Chase asked.

"I really don't know actually," I just said. Inalalayan na namin ni Chase palabas ng school si Jakov. "I'm sorry..." bulong ni Jakov. "Don't be, pare-pareho lang tayo ditong sangkot for no reason why," sabi ni Chase.

*Cody's POV*

"Oh hi," sabi ni Vivian. "Where you going?" tanong ni Kylie. "We're just going home, that's all," sabi ko na may konting kaba. "Okay, but let us warn you..." sabi ni Vivian. "...you don't wanna get killed tonight," sabi ni Kylie. Umalis na sila. Yung tipong dumaan lang ang peg.

Tinanong ko si Eliza, "Got any plans after you get home?" Sumagot si Eliza, "Nope. You?" Nagbiro ako, "Um, none, unless you say 'yes'." Tanong niya, "What?"

"Will you go out on a date with me?" I asked. "Now? As in ngayon na?!" nagulat si Eliza. I nodded. She said yes. Lumabas na kami ng campus at sumakay ng jeep papuntang Wiscon Street. The street of the best amateur cuisine.

Pumasok kami sa paboritong kong resto sa street na yun, Francial Cafe. Well, technically, not a resto. But hey, it's quite a place for different kinds of students. Jansport High School, Nexus High School, Coax Senior High, and any other nearby high school. The moment pinagbuksan ko na si Eliza ng pinto, naghanap na kami ng vacant seats.

"Doon sa may window oh," tinuro ni Eliza. Sabagay, medyo lumalabo na paningin ko sa mga nangyayari eh. Naglakad na kami dun sa seats at hinila ko ang chair niya palabas. Para makaupo naman ang fair lady. Umupo na rin ako.

"Good afternoon, what would be your order?" the waitress said to us. Inabot na niya ang dalawang menu. "I'll have two slices of berry-mix cheesecake and Swiss hot chocolate, please," sabi ni Eliza in her quite calm and collected voice. "Cookies and cream waffles, and one mais con hielo, please," order ko. "Okay, order coming right up," she said and left.

Maingay pero bearable ang environment dito sa Francial Cafe. "So, what made you choose this place as our dating spot?" tanong ni Eliza. "Two words, cookies and cream." I replied. Biglang kinilig at nag-giggle si Eliza, "That was three words." Bumanat pa ako, "Wait for it. THE BEST." Napatawa siya.

"You sure you like me? Because I swear to God I still like you," she asked. Sabay kuha ng tinidor at binagsak sa kwelyo ng uniform ko pinned down on the table. "Of course," I said quietly. Inabot ko yung red rose sa bulsa ko. Tumayo ako. At pinatunog ko ang chalice na nasa table ko by tapping it using a bread knife on the table.

TING. TING. TING. Talo pa ang kasal noh? Hahaha. So where was I? Oh yeah. Chalice sounds. "Excuse me, excuse me," I cried asking for everyone's attention. "Um, you don't have to do this, I said 'yes', right?" bulong sa akin ni Eliza. "I wanna do this formally," I said.

"Excuse me," I called everyone out. Tinginan ang lahat. Tumigil sa pagkain ang mga nakaupo. Humarap sa akin ang mga nakapila at tumigil sa pagtrabaho ang mga staff.

I held her hand and stood her up. Then. I knelt down in front of her on one knee. Pakinig ko na ang tilian ng mga girls sa resto, mga camera na nag-fa-flash... "Eliza Kierra Maneku," I called out her name. Tumigil na ang oras at ang ikot ng mundo. Umiyak na siya.