Taming The Lion's Heart

Chapter 1//

<Ela's POV>

pagkatapos kong makababa ng jeep, nagdere-deretso na agad ako sa faculty room... yeah! you've read it right! SA FACULTY ROOM. Bow! well, actually di ko to ipinagdadaldal, ayoko ksing ipagyabang, motto ko kasi ang pagiging low profile.

i am a college instructor, my first time to teach to be exact. and this university where i am going to instruct has the reputation... yeah... a reputation... at kung ano mang reputation un ayyyy it's for me to know and for you to find out! muhahahahaha! XD

"Goodmorning Ms. Cortez," bati sa akin ni Ms. Aguilar, co-teacher ko...

"Goodmorning too," ganting bati ko din sa kanya habang pinupulot ko ang mga gamit ko sa table ko.

she asked me, "So how'd yah feel today? tjis will be your first day right??"

malamang sa malamang gusto ko sanang isagot hahahaha! pero di ko na itinuloy so i just responded, "yeah right and i'm starting to have a goosebumps here."

"well goodluck dear, think positive," and she flashed me an encouraging smile as i pulled the door. "Thanks dearest," i said and went out.

AUTHOR: hayyyyyy you're probably wondering why this story is OH SOOOO BOOOORRRRIIINNGGG huh???!!! ikaw kaya maging author noh? at ang hirap ng concept ko, mejo tinatamad na nga din ako ee... wala kasi maisulat na matino.

DAKILANG EPAL: Ganun naman pala ee, bakit kapa nagsusulat?

AUTHOR: eH gusto ko ee, paki mo? epal ka talaga! wag ka ng makialam at wag ka na din magbasa kung nauumay ka na!

DAKILANG EPAL: Ehe!!! galit ka na nian author??? sorry naman na bhabes... wag na H.B, puso mu baka umigpaw... pwedeng akin na lang???

AUTHOR: asa ka! sinu ba namanh tao ang gugustuhing magbigay ng puso??? edi malamang sa malamang madi-deads na siya! SMB much??? di na benta... itapon na yan... PWE! >_

ELA: Uy!!! anu bang kaguluhan to? POV ko to bakit may singit?

AUTHOR: aheheheh! POV mo ba? akala ko kasi POV ko na ee... sorry naman huh? pahiya ako... muhahahahha! sigeh na ikaw na DA BEST KA! XD

ELA: onohbonohmon yon owtor!!! do bost ogod??? do bo pwodong GOOD mono???? (ahahahahah! ang hirap nman neto, humahaba nguso ko.... aminin mu din, nung binasa mo humaba din nguso mu, wahahahaha!) sigeh na back to work ka na... back to work na din ako... okay????

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ELA: Ui author??? misS author???? yahooooooo!!!! MISS AUTHOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wala ... wala na ehh... tssssss! sabi ko back to work, hindi back to tulog... tsss tlaga tong si Miss Author... so panu ba yan???? ako na ulit an bida?? muhahahaha! XD 

FASTFORWARD

as soon as i've reached my room, i was stunned. the room holds not more than 25 students divided into groups. some chairs were armless; trashes were scattered everwhere on the floor; lots of non-sense notes were written on the board; lights were turned off and windows were shut but the little light outside is a bit enough to see what's going in the inside as the cool wind from the aircon sends chills to my spine. you would probably think i entered a hideout? i wished you're right... but really, it's a classroom... i'll repeat... IT'S A CLASSROOM!

My students doesn't seemed to noticed my presence. they continued chattering so loudly, exchanging nasty words, slapping and cussing each other.

"Pakyu pare!" said the red-haired guy, an earring was pierced on his nose. "Hindi mo yon pinalagpas?" (Kailangang taasan ng boses? parang walang teacher uhh? 

"Pssshhh!!" sagot naman nung guy na naka-spiky ang buhok. "alangan namang palagpasin ko? Babae na ung lumapit pare... and besides, lalaki ako, GWAPO! (sabay pogi sign) aanhin ko ang kagwapuhang to kung mapapnis lang?

(Aba't sagad to the bones lang ang kayabangan?)

"Whoooohhh!!! ikaw na! naks nman pare, tiba-tiba ka nanaman sa babae niyan! Idol!" sagot naman nung lalaking long-haired na nakataas ang buhok.

"Psssshhhh! para namang may magbabago pa sa lalaking yan?" sagot naman nung lalaking halos katulad lang nung vocalist ng banda ng Mama's Cake. "Alam mo nman na kung gaano kalaki ang ipinagbago niyan mula nung..."

WAPAK! Aray nman brad!

"Shut up Lester de Pester!" sabad ni spiky-haired guy. "Hindi ko sinabi sa'yong ipagkalat mo ang buhay ko..."

"Ehe! sorry naman pare. kailangang sapakin agad-agad? tongue in a lungs! ang sakit man! wag ng sapakan, bugbugan na lang, at pagkatapos ay tumayo yong tinawag na Lester upang sugurin na si spiky-haired guy. 

at noon lang ako nakabalik sa sarili kong mundo. BOW! ang mission ko nga pala ay magturo at hindi maging observer o dakilang narrator ng kuwentong ito. abah! kaya nga ako ang bida, diba?

so to make my students notice me, i walk towards my table with my heads up, chest out, stomach in (nasasabi ko pa pala to, seryoso na nga ako?) as i slowly passed by each of them. everyone for the moment seemed to stop, as if frozen by time so i savored the  moment (ano yon? pagkain lang? o kape? o katol? muhahahaha! XD

Only to realized the room once again would turn into a market-like, bar-like, hide-out-like name it and i don't give a heck! i felt a little insulted, disgusted, irritated by ohhhhhhh soooooooo unsensible young adults in my class.

i tried to recollect my composure and greeted them in a clear, authoritative voice when i said...

"Class, Goodmorning!"