“Stay here.” He said. I obeyed him and sit on a sofa.
While waiting for him, I look at the photos placed on the mini table beside me. There’s his photo nung baby siya, nung teenager. Haha. He looks so cute.
I also saw a picture of him, holding a baby. Is this her sister?
I took out my phone at pinicturan ako. Ang cute kasi, e.
“Oh, right.” I exclaimed. I took out the cam recorder that dad gave me and start filming myself.
“Hey, dad. I’m in my professor’s house. Dito niya ako itututor, e. Don’t worry dad, wala siyang dalang panganib. May topak nga lang minsan, hehe.” I said while smiling.
“What are you doing?” the camera nearly fell dahil na rin sa gulat ko. Ito kasing lalaking ‘to, bigla na lang nagsasalita.
“Dad told me to take video para malaman niya at makita niya ang ginagawa kong pag-aaral.” I said then turned off the cam recorder.
He rolled his eyes, “Whatever. Follow me.” He said coldly.
I just smirked. What a jerk. Suplado.
We entered a room na may dalawang table and too many shelves.
I smiled, “Wow. Is this your study room? Nice. Mahilig ka pa—“
“Sit down and be quiet.” He said and eyed on me.
Aba! Napakasungit naman ng lalaking ‘to. He get the chair on the other table and sit there as well. He faced me and give me papers.
“Ano ‘to?” I asked.
“My rules.” He answered while looking at the paper.
My eyes widen, “Rules what?” I asked.
He looked at me then smirked, “Rule no.1 . You shall call me sir Francis and respect me. I am your teacher.” He said then stood.
I shook my head in disbelief, “What are these rules fo—“
“Second…” he said as he walks, doing the sign of number two in his hand, “…no using of cellphone during the class hour. So kung puwede lang, may I have your phone, please?” he said as he motion his palm in front of my face.
Padabog ko namang ibinigay sa kaniya ang phone ko at ibinulsa niya ito.
“Third. Everytime we have a discussion, you have to say something. Hindi naman puwede na ako lang ang nagsasalita, diba? Let’s have an interaction here.” He said.
He’s annoying. Lakad ng lakad. Nakakahilong tignan.
“And lastly…” he said and finally, umupo na siya, “…everytime we’ll have a test, you’re not allowed to open a book.” He said.
I scoffed. Of course, alam ko yun. Cheating kaya yun. Abno pala ‘to, e.
He stood up again, walk towards me and bend a little bit until our face were just an iches apart, “Am I making myself clear, my student?” he said while looking at my eyes intently.
(Ganito niya po tinignan si Lea)
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