The One Who Stares Behind

KABANATA 11

'Who is he?'

"He is really hot.."

"Super! Is he even real?"

Hindi ko na pa pinakinggan ang usap usapan pa dahil una sa lahat, hindi naman ako involve dito.

Diretso kong tinungo ang upuan ko. It is my Politics and Governance class. I hate to admit it, but I miss the presence of those three bitches.

Since our lecturer hasn't arrived yet, I took my phone out of my bag.

I composed a group message.
To:(Tan, Morley, Haselton)
Lunch at cafeteria after my class. Your treat.
√sent

My phone beeped.
From:L.I.T.
WTF

I silently laughed on my mind. Crazy Lynne.

From:A.C.H.
Sure.

Frim:D.A.M.
Just the 'THREE OF US.' You, me, and Lynne.

She really hate Anne that much right now huh.

My phone beeped for a new notification.

Lexus Seth Rosetti sent you a friend request.

What? He looks familiar.
I clicked his profile picture and checked his timeline.

Lexus Seth H.Rosetti updated his status.

Kinda' disappointed with you el mio amore'

1.5k likes for just an hour? Is he even a celebrity?

"Everyone! Keep your phone inside your bags!"

There she goes again. Our lecturer Lettixia De Ocampo. She is known for flirting guys all over the campus but nobody seem to care. In fact, she's good at teaching.. just flirty.

Kinuha ko ang notebook ko sa bag para mag sulat ng notes dahil malapit na rin ang huling midterm examination namin.

I was about to grab my pen when I accidentally knocked something off the side of my desk.

A banana?!

I heard a familiar voice behind me, which immediately irritated me. I frowned.

What’s he doing here?

"Surprised?" Rinig na rinig ang sarkasmo sa tanong nito ngunit kung titingnan mo ito ay hindi mo naman ito makitaan ng kahit anong emosyon, bagay na hindi ko maintindihan sa kanya. He's damn serious. His looks can kill.

I just ignored him and continued writing. But sitting here beside him? I don't think I can tolerate this feeling for an hour.

I was surprised when I turned to my side and couldn't see him anymore. But when I felt a pair of eyes staring at me from the front, a sudden feeling of anxiety washed over me.

I met his gaze.

Prente itong nakatayo at may ngising nakasilay sa kanyang mga labi habang matamang nakatingin sa akin.

Sinamaan ko na lamang ito ng tingin at kunwari'y may isinusulat na lamang. Kahit na ang totoo ay halos maging graphing paper na ang pahina ng papel ko sa daming guhit na inilalagay ko dito.

I hope he's not thinking that way. But it's kinda impossible because his mind is a piece of green banana. 

"Lexus Rogue Rosetti." rinig kong tipid nitong pagpapakilala sa unahan.

Ang mga kaklase ko naman sa section na ito ay hindi magkamayaw sa pagtili habang ang ibang lalaki naman ay napapamura na lamang. Hindi ko sila masisisi.

For girls, he has an overconfident look—emphasis on the sarcasm of being overconfident. For boys, he has an intimidating look. So I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s covered in bruises by the day after tomorrow. Estrellan boys are always looking to pick a fight with newcomers.