One Friday Afternoon

Chapter 1

This story is a work of fiction. All Characters, places and events are a product of the authors imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or location are purely coincidental. No part of this book can be used or reproduced in any way without the authors consent. Stealing is a crime.

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St. Celestine Academy for Girls

Friday  July 11, 20**  6:12pm

“Aram Hale, Where the heck are you?!” I yelled at my brother over the phone.

“Amh.. Sis, something came up. Hindi kita masusundo. Im sorry, Baby Girl.” Sagot ni Aram. Who did sound apologetic.

“It’s official.” I said in a monotone voice.

“What is official, exactly?” tanong nito. Confusion clear in his voice.

“That I hate you” saka ko sya binabaan ng telepono.

Call me bitchy or what, I don’t care. Kung nakatayo ka sa labas ng gate ng school nyo ng mahigit kalahating oras at pinapakyaw kana ng lamok tapos sasabihin sayo hindi ka sisiputin eh ewan ko lang kung hindi ka mabwisit. Ang kapal talaga ng mukha ng kapatid ko para indyanin ako. UGH. Bwisit!

Sinimulan ko nang maglakad papunta sa bus stop ng biglang bumuhos ang malakas na ulan. I groaned.

“GREAT! JUST FREAKING GREAT!” I yelled, throwing my hands in the air in exasperation. I run as fast as I could para makasilong sa waiting shed. Which didn’t do any difference, kasi basa na ako. Pinunasan ko ang mukha ko gamit ang kamay ko. In times like this, I was glad na hindi ako nagme-make up.

Nung may tumigil na bus sa harap ko eh sumakay kaagad ako at umupo sa may bandang likod. I tied my hair into a bun and checked my bag. I sighed in relief nang makita kong hindi naman nabasa ang gamit ko. Buti nalang waterproof ang bag ko. I pick up my phone and texted my  mother na pauwi palang ako.

“Get away from my seat”

Napaangat ang tingin ko nang biglang may magsalita. A boy towered over me – A gorgeous boy, mind you.

“Excuse me?” I asked him. My brows pulled together in confusion.

“Bingi ka ba o tanga ka lang talaga kaya hindi ka makaintindi ng English?” He answered me in a harsh tone. EH SIRA-ULO PALA TO EH! I glared at him pero ang hayop inirapan pa ako.

“Tatagalugin ko para maintindihan mo. Umalis ka dyan sa pwesto ko.”

“Excuse me lang ha. Pero nakakaintindi ako ng English at lalong hindi ako bobo, o tanga.” Sagot ko dito. He just looked at me with annoyance.

“Tapos ka na? Layas na.” My mouth dropped open nang sabihin nya iyon saakin. Is he serious? “Oh, ano pang ginagawa mo dyan? Tsaka pakisara ang bibig mo. Alam kong pogi ako, pero wag ka naman maglaway ng literal dyan dahil sa kagwapuhan ko.” He smirk at me.

THE NERVE OF THIS GUY!

The bus suddenly stop and I got up from my seat. Swinging my bag on my shoulder, I walk past him and was about to leave when I thought of something.

“HEY MR. STRANGER!” I called him stranger since hindi ko naman talaga sya kilala. He turned his head to look at me and raise his right eyebrow.

And I did something I never thought I could ever do. EVER. 

I raise my middle finger at him.

“Pakyu ka, bente!”

And with that, I turned around and made my way out with a proud smile on my face and an image of his priceless expression on my head.

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