Apples and Banana

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I don't know why Yael, Daddy Smite and me were invited on a talk show and more importantly, why did Triana kept on saying I'm going to be a celebrity?


I know she's just a kid influenced by those stupid threads, but how can she say something irrational and idiotic like that? She sounded exactly like that host mimicking a programmed barbie doll.


I met Yael at the school gate, he asked "Kumusta ang araw mo?"


I shrug. Both of us traveled the stairs together, students were talking and smiling at us.



"Napanuod siguro nila ang interview natin" Yael said


I nod


Yael and I were invited by the school president, our school journalist were there taking pictures as the president fake smile at us, shaking our hand,and talking to us in a scripted manner.


Last subject before lunch I decided to cut class, I borrowed a medical book in the library and decided to climb to the rooftop. It's windy up, it's quite. It is beautiful in here, until a crying girl entered the rooftop.


"AYOOOOKOOOO NA!" she scream her heart out.


I am not good reading human emotion but I'm guessing she's hungry.


"Ang bata-bata ko pa! Bakit?! Hindi naman ako fertile nang ginawa namin iyon ah?!" she kept on screaming and screaming and screaming, if I let her continue her insanity someone will have to get her out, of course, I will be going with her which is a bad idea.


I approach slowly approach her, slowly, I don't know this human, she might be a serial killer I wouldn't know.


She saw me and jump, she wipe her nose using her uniform's sleeves and approach me. I stepped back "Don't come near me"


"Englishero ka?"


she ask, closing her gap and that scared me. I don't know what kind of virus this girl is carrying, judging by her unsanitary gesture while wiping her mucus.



I grab an apple and a banana from my bagpack and throw it at her "You might not be pregnant, you're just having a nasal congestion earlier it causes nausea and stomach pain"


she was staring at me intently as I race down the rooftop.



that was unusual.

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