VIII.

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"Uhmm.. Hi, I am Hera Artemis D. Lacsamana but most people know me as the author, Heart."

She looked shy yet gives that sweet smile I always adore. It's been three weeks I guess? since the shoot started. And yes I'm now watching the clips of her interviews for the past weeks. We're done with the first part. All about Heart.

"Everytime people ask me what is my hobby, I always answer writing. I started writing sensible poems when I was 12. And I remember my classmates calling me boring because all I do is to write and write and write." she laughed. How I miss her laughter. "But I should've careless, I love what I'm doing"

"Can you say that, eversince 12 years old, you already see yourself as a real author someday?" T'was Llyndon.

"Actually no. I mean, I love writing, yes but for me it's just simply a hobby before. Uhmm.. Well It was on my junior year in high school when I really embraced writing as my passion."

And it was also the same year when the story of us began...

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"Pre paano nga ulit to?" Maxwell handed me his notebook and pen. Tinanggap ko naman ito at sinulatan ang notebook nya.

"Ganito lang yan." I started doodling on his notes at nung nakita ni Max kung anong ginawa ko, he smacked me on my arm.

"Siraulo ka pre!" Hahaha

"Shhh..." saway sa amin nung babae sa katapat na table. We're actually on the school's library reviewing for a quiz. Mali pala. Sila lang yung nagrereview, ako? Andito lang ako para manggulo haha.

"Shh daw pre, ingay ingay mo."

"Alam mo ikaw, porque consistent honor student ka, tss." gigil na gigil sa akin si Max habang yung dalawang ugok, seryosong seryoso sa pag-aaral.

"Sorry na, akin na nga tuturuan na kita. O ganito yan." I started teaching him, baka magtampo e. Afterwards wala na uli ako magawa.

Dying of boredom, ginulo ko na lang ulit ang barkada. I made a paper plane at pinalipad papunta sa kulot na buhok ni Iris. But unfortunately, it didn't go well.

Nakatinginan kami ng padabog na tumayo yung babae sa tapat namin. Sa ulo nya kasi tumama yung paper plane hehe. Uh-oh.

"Lagot ka." Bulong sa akin ni Maxwell.  The girl picked up the paper plane and walked towards me with pissed expression.

We're startled when she harshly put the plane on the table. "Excuse me. But I believe this is yours." Her hand was on her hip. I innocently smiled. In fairness she's cute.

She breathed deeply. "Ehem just to inform you Mr. This place is not a playground nor a marketplace, kaya kung pwede sana hwag kang magulo? Ang ingay mo pa. I can't concentrate on what I'm doing. So please hmn." Her every words were full of diction. Taray.

When she went back to her seat, nagtawanan ang barkada ko. "Wala ka pala e Hahahaha." sabi ni Iris.

"Shut up."

"Hmm... She's a new face. I think she's the transferee student, the other section is talking about." Sabi naman ni Llyndon na nilingon pa si Ms. Taray.

"Ahhhh..." After that hindi na naalis ang tingin ko kay Ms. Taray/Ms. Transferee.

After a few minutes, Ms. Taray received a message at dali dali nyang niligpit ang mga gamit nya and rushed out of the library. When I looked backed on her table I saw a cute orange notebook na nakapatong dito. Mukhang naiwan ni Ms. Taray.

At dahil mabait ako, kinuha ko yung notebook nya. I opened it and saw a name and phone number indicated on the first page of the notebook, written in a bold cursive letter it says,

'Personal Property of Hera Artemis D. Lacsamana.
Refrain from opening!
In case of emergency please contact: #0995*******
Ciao.'

"Oyy Leoel, tara na. Time na." tawag sakin ni Iris.

"Oo anjan na." A smile crept on my face while still looking at her number. "Mamaya ka sakin Ms. Taray."

When I went home and settled on my bed, I started scanning Ms. Taray's notebook.

"Wow." I was fascinated when I saw that it's not just a simple notebook, but a book of self written poems. I read some of her works, and I can't help but  smile. She's talented.

I went back to the first page of the notebook and fished my phone. Baka hinahanap na ni Ms. Taray tong notebook nya.

To: Ms. Taray
HI.

I waited for a few minutes but she didn't reply. I texted her again.

To: Ms. Taray
Hey Ms. Taray!

After another five minutes di pa din sya nagrereply. Snob! I think of a way kung paano sya magrereply. Alam ko na.

To: Ms. Taray

'Then one day, she who seems so strong broke down.
Tears started to fall, too fast she nearly drown.
For she needs a hand to hold, to save her.
Save her. Save me. Hold me tight. Tighter.'

I sent her an excerpt from her poem 'She.' And there, wala pang one minute, nagreply agad sya. Huh. Gotcha.

From: Ms. Taray
Yah! You stole my notebook! Who the heck are you?! Don't read my poems you idiot!

Napatawa ako sa reply nya. Grabe kahit pala sa text, ang taray nya hahaha.

To: Ms. Taray

Calm your shits down Ms. Haha first of all I didn't stole your notebook. Second I'm Leoel, the guy with the paper plane. Third, sorry to say but, I already read all your poems.

From: Ms. Taray
You're lying! Paano mapapapunta sayo notebook ko kung hindi mo sya ninakaw?! You better give it back to me, or else I'll hunt you and ripped you flesh by flesh!

Lalong lumakas ang tawa ko sa reply nya hahahaha wews katakot!

To: Ms. Taray
I swear I didn't stole it. Naiwan mo sya sa library kanina, at nagmagandang loob ako na itabi sya. And the reason I contacted you is to inform you na nasakin notebook mo at para na din maibalik ko sya sayo.

Ps. I hate brutal girls.

From: Ms. Taray
Oh really? Whatever. Just return it to me, as soon as possible! It's more precious than your life. So please take care of it.

Psh. More precious than my life. Lakas!

To: Ms. Taray
Yeah, yeah. I'll give it to you first thing in the morning tomorrow. Meet me at the cafeteria.

From: Ms. Taray
Bakit sa cafeteria pa? Di ba pwedeng sa gate na lang or what?

To. Ms. Taray
Huh. Of course papalibre ako sayo haha just to be fair. Pa thank you mo na sakin because I'll return your precious notebook to you :P

From: Ms. Taray
What?! Ayoko!

To: Ms. Taray
So ayaw mo na makuha notebook mo? Okay madali ako kausap.

From: Ms. Taray
NO! UGH! FINE! TOMORROW MORNING SA CAFETERIA. JUST GIVE MY NOTEBOOK BACK OKAY?!

To: Ms. Taray
Yes! So it's a date then? See you tomorrow!

From: Ms. Taray
Date your face! Huh in your dreams! Psh.

I can't help but smile while texting her, hahah she's really fiesty. Malayo sa itsura nya kanina. She actually looks like an innocent angel but then looks can be deceiving. I think I like her.

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