Invisible

Chapter 1

*(Teeet. Teeet. Teeet. Teeet.)

I woke up as the alarm clock knocked me out of sleep. It was 4:02 in the morning. I lazily got out of my 

bed and went down to the stairs wearing only my black sando and blue boxers. I don't care if 

someone sees me wearing only the stuffs I mentioned. Jeeez. Kiddin'. The truth is, it was only the two 

of us who lived in this house for almost 2 years and 14 years with my nannies. I and Xenesis, my Japanese hamster. Isn't it a cool 

name? Well, it should be cool because I named it after my name, Nemesis. (Meaning: Penalty for sin.)

My LOVING PARENTS really had effort on giving a name that suits me. But looking back, it was the 

Google who really named me for it is the website who suggested and said that Nemesis means 

penalty for sin. The site gave them the idea. Sarcastically saying, I kinda like it, just don't add the 

meaning, but through the years I already have been used to it. Well, enough of that.

My full name is Nemesis Cortez. By now I'm 16 years, 9 months, 153 days, 26 hours, 389 minutes, 1,803 seconds old and counting. 

I am 1.61 m tall. Tan skinned, had a fuzzy and messy wavy hair. My eyes were actually black but I don't know why it sometimes appeared to be brown.

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It is still 5:40 am and just like the old times, I always walk from my house to the school. 

It really makes me happy, feeling the cold breeze that runs all over my skin. It makes me feel fresher from top to toe. 

Seeing the butterflies flying freely brings joy to my eyes. 

Seeing those wonderful smiles of people I meet on the way makes my heart bursts with gladness.

I took a deep breath as I entered the gate of our school saying "This will gonna be a tough one." 

Remember, it is the first day of school. My first time being a senior. Well, all of us are just beginners 

though except for those people called Balik-Bayan or the repeaters. Since birth, I really did cursed on 

the first day of class. I really do hate introducing myself to others because the moment you are in 

front of them, their eyes are gonna be like staring at you. Checking you out from top to toe. Observing 

how your mouth is working. Listening to every words you say. Watching every blink of your eyes. And 

my most hated portion is when you are finished stating your name, age and address the teacher will 

just say "Tell us more about yourself." and I'm gonna be like "Oh, wait. Who am I anyway?" For short, I didn't like attentions. I am not used to it. 

I don't know how to approach a person. I don't know how to talk to them. I am scared.

An hour later.

 After the Flag ceremony, each student will look after their name on the wall written in a bond paper and will go to their respective sections and classrooms. 

Without any boastfulness, I didn't belong to second or last section. I always belong to those of Banner section. 

I don't consider myself as an intelligent individual because I'm just a with honor student. Meaning I am one of those students who didn't make it to the Top 10 but still an honor student.