VIEWPOINT

Chapter Ten

     Since the shootout against the LPMs, my escort mission to Dasmarinas has never been easier as time passes. I have become more alert and uneasy through my actions as I could lose my life anytime I set my foot in that place. Weeks and months pass, until Sena’s first semester in De La Salle University ended. She had this very happy moment by learning that she passed all of his subjects and getting a raw score higher than average. As for me, I’m glad enough to know that there were no activities with the LPMs.

     November 1, 2014, All Saints Day, a very crucial day amongst us, the PSS. Why is that so? This is because this day we all got to go into different cemeteries to pay respects from the dead pureblood family members, former members and even the members who died in action. There are many different cemeteries that we have to visit, which really depends to other members, as for the pureblood family members, their cemetery is always at Loyola something in Paranaque City in Metro Manila. By visiting different cemeteries simultaneously, it divides our strength as a whole, especially when many pureblood members are in one place and those who are elite in the ranks such as Max and the others are somewhere in Batangas.

     Fortunately, the visits ended well. There were no reports about any threats and dangers that come from different places that were visited by the family and its members.

     The boss really keeps his words and promises. It has been 4 months and 2 weeks since he told me that I will soon be a student. Now I found myself in front of De La Salle University in Dasmarinas City, not wearing my usual service pistol in my waist, but a white uniform with a green patch which is a circle and another outer curly circumference, a star with green highlights which is the same color as the circle, and red curve below with an inscription “1987”.

     November 10, 2014 is the date today, the first day of second semester of De La Salle University Dasmarinas. This will be my first time to enter this school; I am used to see the entrance from where I usually stay, in 7-Eleven and nearby places. As I walk towards the entrance, just four meters behind Sena, I still think of my purpose here. There is no real reason for me to be here, not to study and enjoy college life, but to continue watching Sena inside this university.

     As I look into my curriculum, the program that I enrolled into is under the Liberal Arts, AB Psychology, what the hell does the boss think he is doing? I don’t have any idea in this program, but as I checked into the curriculum of Sena, she is AB Broadcast Journalism. At first glance, I realized that there really is a reason why I was assigned in Psychology; it is both under CLAC (College of Liberal Arts and Communication), which I think these courses will share same building inside the campus. That will make it an easier mission.

     The first weeks of my stay in De La Salle University are splendid. However, there are too many people here, so many students that make my mission in this place even harder. But I think there really is no reason to be afraid, because it is safe in here. Just like by looking at the nature of this school, everything is green, and green makes me feel calm. But I think originally, color blue does that but I am talking about myself so just read and don’t make judgments ok?

     Yes, really there is no reason to be afraid, even when the PSS stripped me of my weapons, my caliber 45 pistol. However, I still have a weapon, a pocket knife that will be handy when the time comes.

     I don’t study, but I show to the professors that I look like I’m studying by copying notes quietly by the side. I always sit near the window or door, where it is easy to leave. I always see Sena walking out of their room at times and I’m really getting used to the timing because of our schedules. I try to look for some pattern so that it will be easy to patrol. I regularly change my time of stay in one place to another.