Now Taming: The Good Guy (FIN)

Tame #15

Ni minsan hindi ako kinabahan pumasok sa classroom ever. Back in middle school, naging friends ko agad sila Ericka and Gail na kasama ko everyday all throughout my Junior High days. Then there was Luke kahit di ko sya kaklase. Last year naman on my first year of Senior High, nakilala ko naman agad sila Lucy, Meen at Nikki. Luke was still with me na naging kaklase ko pa this year.

Pero ngayon, habang hinihintay kong tawagin ako ng homeroom teacher namin dito sa labas ng room para ipakilala sa class 2-A, I'm really shaking and very nervous.

I don't know anyone from here. Everybody hates a girl from Northridge. I don't have any set of friends as well and I don't have Luke either. Uso kaya ang bullying dito? Kinabahan naman ako dun.

"Miss Rickson, please come in"

Nakarinig agad ako ng side comments kaya napatigil ang kamay ko sa pagbukas ng pinto.

"Hanep! Ang pormal mo, Bella!"

"Kainis may outsider!"

"Class naman! Wag nga kayong ganyan sa bago nyong classmate!"

"Bella hindi naman dapat winewelcome yang Northridge princess na yan"

"Oi don't be so mean. Ang bad mo talaga"

"As if you're not aware of that"

"Bakit ba kasi yan nandito??"

"Lock na lang natin yung pinto, Bella! Hahaha"

Alam ko naman na hindi ako welcome sa school na to. I already told myself a couple of times sa harap ng salamin na okay lang to but really, hindi to okay and yet I still need to do it.

I'm also wondering why are they talking to our teacher na para bang kaklase lang nila ang kinakausap nila. She might still be young and bubbly pero the way they treat her parang hindi namin sya teacher. Huminga muna ko ng malalim saka ini-slide ang saradong pinto.

I have no specific person to look at. Basta lang derecho ang tingin ko sa likod pagdating ko sa tabi ni teacher Bella. I focused my eyes on the wall kung san may nakadikit na mga school policies at announcements sa bulletin board. Naramdaman ko ang pag-akbay sakin ni Teacher Bella na kinagulat ko.

"Please introduce yourself, Freya"

Teachers from Northridge never called their students by their first names. Laging tawag sakin ay Miss Rickson at strict ang mga teachers dun. Hindi nga sila nakikipagbiruan kahit makasalubong mo sa hallway lalong lalo na syempre sa klase. Dapat laging may greetings at di sila ngumingiti na tulad ni teacher Bella. She's smiling like a friend pero hindi ko magawang ibalik ang ngiti nya.

I heard from my new classmates saying na kahit hindi na daw ako magpakilala dahil kilala na nila kong lahat. Kung bakit daw paimportante ako na halos patapos na ang first term bago ako pumasok. That I'm just wasting my time in front of the class. Na magproceed na lang kami sa klase. I'm hurt but what can I do? Hindi ko na lang pinahalatang nasasaktan ako.

"Wag naman kayong ganyan. Don't mind them okay? Mababait naman sila eh hehe. Ano ba class! Wag nyo naman akong ipahiya nakakainis kayo"

For some reason, natahimik naman silang lahat pero karamihan naman ng babae inirapan ako. Guys-well they just don't care maybe or siguro they simply don't like someone from Northridge.

"I'm Freya Rickson. Sixteen years old. I was a former student of Northridge Academy. Please take care of me"

"Ayaaan! Have fun in Southridge, Freya. This school is so amazing!"

She winked at me which I find weird. Tinuro nya ang isang bakanteng upuan sa may tabi ng bintana. I'm in the last row tapos pinakasulok pa. Yun na lang kasi ang available na seat. I made my way quietly to my seat at nilapag ang dark blue compulsary bag sa table ko.