His Fangirl

Chapter 7

I pressed the remote control I'm holding. Lumitaw ang kahuli hulihang slide para sa aking one hour presentation. Nanatili akong tahimik.

"Class, do you have any question?", tanong ni Prof Madrigal sa aking mga kaklase.

Walang nagsalita. Kailan kaya ako makakaupo? Dammit. Nanatili akong nakatayo sa harap hinihintay ang susunod na sasabihin ng aming Professor sa Theatre Technology.

"Well, I guess naintindihan naman nila? You may sit down Ms. Riego. As for your presentation, well you never fail to impress me.", he proudly said. Napataas ako ng kilay? Who cares? Wala akong pakialam, the important thing is kung kailan niya kami i didismiss.

"Thats all for this afternoon. Goodbye.", paalam ng aming Prof.

At natapos na nga ang aming last subject ngayong araw. Tumayo na ako at pumunta sa harap para iligpit ang projector na ginamit ko.

"Hyori! Congrats!"

"Ang ganda ng presentation natin!"

"Sigurado akong tataas ang grades natin dahil sayo!"

I just smiled at them. Hindi ko binaling ang atensiyon sa kanila.

"Hyori! Mag coconcert daw ang BTS ngayong July 30 sa MOA!", excited na lumapit sa akin si Emilia. Emilia was classmate and my only friend here in Manila.

Yes, you heard it right? Lumipat nga kaming Manila. Iniwan namin ang buhay namin sa Cagayan. Wala kaming balita kay Mommy simula ng lumipat kami dito. We never have communication. Nakahanap na ng trabaho si Ate. She was a secretary in a construction firm. I took Bachelor of Fine Arts Major in Theatre Arts and this year I can now graduate without flaws and commotion.

"Hoy!Nakikinig ka ba! Mag co concert ang BTS!", untag ni Emilia sa akin. I sighed and look at her.

"Come on, Em. Alam mo namang matagal na akong tumigil diyan." , she looked at me sadly.

"Talaga?So di mo na ako masasamahan?", pabagsak kong nilapag ang bag na lalagyan ng projector.

"Em, I'm sorry okay?Wala na akong panahon diyan. My life is already a burden to me. Hindi ko na kailangang dagdagan pa.", I said to her seriously. Naglakad na ako papuntang faculty room habang bitbit ang bag na may lamang projector. Sumunod sa akin si Emilia.

"What?Seriously?Why are you quitting? Hindi mo ba gustong maging masaya?", pangungulit niya sa akin. I glared at her.

"There is another reason to be happy tho. Being happy without spending too much money, without wasting your whole time, without being stupid admiring them and especially without expecting too much.", I said coldly. Suminghap siya.

"Then don't expect if that hurts you."

"Why? Can we resist our own expectations? Ganoon ba iyon kadali para sa iyo? Palibhasa may pera ka, you live happily and carefree. Walang paghihirap na pinag dadaanan, walang iniisip na problema.", she walks out. Damn my mind and my mouth! Why did I talk to her like that? Should I follow her? Obviously, no.

"Hey, Emilia! Em! Hey, Em!" , takbo ko papunta sa kaniya. Inunahan ko siya and stop infront of her.

"I'm sorry, Em. I was just ... just.... you know", hindi ko matapos tapos ang sasabihin ko.

"I'm sorry, too. I'm being conservative." , she apologized.

"No, I'm the one who should apologize. I hurt your feelings , I did not back down. What can I do to make you forgive me?", she smiled wickedly. Oh oh! Hindi ko gusto ang ganitong ngiti.

"Let's watch the concert together.", she said.

"Niloloko mo ba ako? Hindi ko maaaring gawin iyon. May trabaho ako sa cafe, remember? And marami pang mas importanteng bagay kesa diyan.", I said in a final tone. She raised a brow.