Cleo Ramirez
Haysss! Ano ba yan!?
Traffic na naman ba?
Arghh! Why do I even expect something else. Its traffic here everyday, here in Manila. Hindi ko kasing magawa ang magising ng maaga, lalo't na ngayon na ang daming project at may dalawang shift pa ako araw-araw.... nakakapuyat kaya.
But why am I even complaining? I need to endure it, for my sake, for mom's sake.
I'm Cleo Ramirez I have curly hair, brown, frizzy hair and I'm really running late!
Pero bakit wala pa akong naririnig na bell?
Am I early this time?Shit! Class is already starting?!
"Late again Ramirez!" Maam shouted.
Everyone looked at me with such eyes. Yes, I'm everyone's typical loser and nobody.
"So- Sorry po ma'am, hindi na po mauulit."
"Aba Ramirez, ilang beses mo nang sinabi yan, natupad ba?"Shete! Bakit ba nangyayari to?! Kung iisipin ikalimang late ko na to.
"Pangako po, di na talaga mauulit."
Aba, nagtiger look pa sakin si ma'am bago tumalikod. Umupo na lang ako kung saan ako nararapat, sa tabi ng CR. Yan ang punishment pag tardy ka, yup there's a complete desk here; although rusty as crap!
Biglang may kumatok sa pinto, sa pagbukas nito, it revealed Blas Ramsey?!
"Good morning ma'am, sorry I'm late." he said.
Ma'am knodded, the f! But what am I expecting he's ma'am's favorite. Good-looking, matalino, hindi nga lang mabait. Kumpleto na sana, pero ang pangit na niya sa paningin ko. Lang' hiya ang taong yan, napahiya na nga, gagawan pa ng paraan para mapahiya ulit.
F L A S H B A C K
I was walking in the hallway when he arrived;
"Oy! Ramz!" humingi siya ng high five pero umiwas ako at biglang nadulas sa tubig na marumi. Pinag-tawanan niya ako at tumawa rin ang nakakita.
I quickly stood up.
"F*CK YOU RAMSEY!" sigaw ko.
"Hoy, Ramirez! Ang talim-talim ng bunganga mo, lagyan mo nga yan ng zipper!" sabi ni ma'am. And that stupid Ramsey smirked at me.
R E S U M E
It's Physical Ed. time, I need to change into my P.E uniform.
Naghugas ako ng kamay sa banyo at bumalik ako sa classroom para kunin ang P.E uniform ko sa ilalim ng punishment desk.
Vandalism to ah! May "LOSER" na nakalagay sa front P.E uniform ko! Leche naman oh!
Aisssssh! Kung may locker lang sana akooo, but it'll cause expenses, so no thanks. To think... my highschool isn't like what I dreamed it'd be. I don't like to think such sad things but I feel like tears might be spilling. I wiped it off with my hand. I guess, I better wash this.
It's already 15 minutes and the stain won't come off, nasugatan na yung kamay ko at basang-basa na yung polo ko. Pero talagang kailangan kong kunin ang mantsa, gastos pa kasi ang bagong P.E uniform eh
"A-Aray!"
"Hey, Ramz! You think a little detergent and water will cut it?" Blas said.
"It's none of your business." I replied.
"Look here."
He smirked.Ano ba yan? Baliw?
Tas biglang hinubad niya ang P.E tshirt niya. Huh? Baliw talaga!
"Eto."
"Ano yan?"
" Edi tshirt, ano ba 'to sa paningin mo? Tanga. Wear it." he said.
"Huh? Mabaho."
"Ano? Mabaho? Amuyin mo nga."
"Ayaw ko."
"Pumili ka, magsusuot ka ng basang tshirt na may vandal o basang polo na nakikita ang bra mo?"
"A-Ano?" I looked down and I blushed. I looked away.
"Come on, wear it. You still have 30 minutes to catch up to class."
I was silent, ashamed.
"Haysss! Your grades are dropping already, at least pull up your grades with P.E." Blas said.
"Eh, ikaw? Hindi ka mag P-P.E?"
"Edi shirtless. Di mo pa ba nakikita ang abs nato?"
I took a glimpse and to find out, he's telling the truth. Six pack? The F!
"Wear it. You're exposing your white cups to me."
I covered my chest.
"Bastos! Jerk! Pervert!"
He grinned.
"Fine! I'll wear it.
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"Ramirez! Tardy in P.E! Squats 30!"
"30!?" di makapaniwalang sambit ko.
"Yes!"
Tumayo ako mula sa bleachers.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, ...
My face is showered with sweat and I can see Blas laughing at the top of this lungs.
Is this part of his plan? That stupid jerk!
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Finally class is over. But the rest of my day goes on, I still have a shift at a càfe and another at a supermart.
Nung palabas na ako ng campus, nakita ko si Blas na tumatambay sa may gate. Iniwasan kong tumingin sakanya when I passed by.
"Sungit naman neto! Wala bang thank you?" sabi niya.
"Thank you? Nag squats na nga ako." sabi ko.
"Hayss, talaga... Ang sungit."
"Pfft... Fine! Thank you for the shirt I'll return it on monday."
Then I saw some girls walk by.
"Hey, isn't that Cleo Ramirez?" the girl whispered
"I heard that her mom's a prostitute."
Nanigas na yung kamay ko at parang gusto ko ng umiyak.
"Ha! Aba, manang-mana talaga sa ina. Flirtatious rin at si Blas Ramsey pa talaga ang pinag lalandian niya?"
"Pffft. Walang buhay talaga."
Tears were about to fall and I was about to run away when Blas grabbed my wrist. He dragged me to his chest. Nagulat talaga ako at parang umiinit yung mukha ko. Ano ba to?
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