Mystique

Quatro

Mystique 4

3 : 55.

Napatingin ako sa orasan.

Three Fifty-six.

Pupunta ba ako? Kung pupunta naman ako wala namang mawawala. Maybe, I will learn something new.

Tila ang tunog na lang ng orasan ang aking naririnig.

Tumingin ako ulit sa aking relo. Three Fifty-seven.

Tila napakatagal ng oras.

I need to clear my mind. I need to think clearly.

I remembered that as she stepped on our classroom she radiates a different energy. An energy same as mine.

An energy that states we are similar.

An energy that classify us as different.  I don't know but I can differentiate humans and us with our auras.

Tumunog ang bell at pinauna ko na silang lumabas.

I sighed and decided to meet her. I think it will be a good idea to meet her. To discover something I don't know and maybe, I will know something about me. Maybe, she can help me but maybe not.

There's no assurance, but I need to take a risk to gain something. And I will never know if I wouldn't take any chances. I might gain something for my benefit or worst.

"Myst, tara na!" Napatingin ako kay Lyrick na nag-aabang sa akin. Ni hindi ko manlang naramdaman na lumapit siya sa akin.

"Ahmm, Lyrick. Mauna ka na at susunod ako after 30 minutes may paguusapan pa kasi kami ni Miss Myra."

"Huh? Bakit naman?"

"May papakiusapan siya sa akin."

"Ahh. Ganun ba? O siya mauna na ako. Hihintayin ka nalang namin ni manong."

Umalis na rin si Lyrick.

Patungo ako sa faculty room ni Miss.

F4.

Huminga ako ng malalim at hinanda ang aking sarili. Because behind that door will be a mystery to be discovered. A mystery.

Kumatok ako sa pinto.

"Pasok." Sagot ng isang tinig na galing sa loob na tila ba'y napakaganda at dinuduyan ka nito gamit ang malamyos na boses ngunit huwag magpalinlang.

Hindi naman masama kung handa ka palagi diba? Hindi naman masama na maging aware ka sa paligid mo at sa mga taong nakapaligid sa iyo. Kung seguridad ang pag-uusapan walang masama na hindi ka magtitiwala agad lalo na't kakakilala mo pa lang sa taong ito.

Binuksan ko ang pintuan at bumungad sa akin ang malaking silid. It was a blue colored room surrounded with fresh plants arround  it and hanging pants in the window. It has a wood free standing table and an office chair.

Lumapit ako sa silid na tanging si Miss Myra lamang ang gumagamit. Teachers have separate rooms and it is wide and comfy, too big for one person to occupy.

Tinungo ko ang upuan sa harap ng mesa. Nakita ko si Miss na nakaupo sa cozy looking chair nito at nakangiti sa akin.

"I'm glad that you came." Bungad nito sa akin kasabay ang pag-angat ng mga labi nito na siyang nagpapahiwatig na masaya ito sa pagdating ko.

"What do you want?"I asked.

"You need to transfer."

Tranfer? Sa ibang paaralan? It's quite weird for a teacher specially from an elite school to let his or her student transfer. But if a teacher is concern and it is for the good of the students they wouldn't think twice to recommend another school.