His Suicidal Girl

Chapter 5

HIS SUICIDAL GIRL
❝I met the guy with his smile when my pen started to phlebotomize, and my fate has begun writing a new story.❞

05 - Persuade

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Another day has passed, Math Sayaw competition has finally come to an end. We were fixated on our tasks as campus journalists. Sounds kind of cringe. But seriously, we were all racking our brains since the contest was coming up.

We fused with other campus journalists, and it has already been an hour since we were on track. We never talked to each other since then. Well, ganito naman talaga kapag malapit na ang contest ─ seryoso at dapat walang kahit anong fracas or interference. I also saw the other journalists, and they were goddamn serious like there was no tomorrow for them. Let alone, having room for gratification. They were really just strong-minded to win, just like me, Bea, and Zachrey.

Moreover, I thought the school would get the first to fifth presscon school level winners to compete with the other schools. However, it turned out to be very bad news. May nagreklamo kasing principal from the other school na dapat isa lang daw ang kukunin which is the one who got in the first place for the next level of the competition. Pero against naman yung iba at sinabi na yung nasa first to third na lang ang kukunin, and that was the reason na hindi na nakasali ang fourth and fifth.

It was indeed a waste. May potential pa naman yung fourth to fifth winners ng category namin, at mga close friends ko pa.

Nagreklamo kasi yung principal from the other school kasi if five yung kukunin in each category sa school namin, edi malamang hindi na talaga sila mananalo. Not that I am bragging, but it is the truth. Our school is willing to enter any contest and determine to win. Sino pa naman kasi ang hindi gusto ang manalo?

But win or lose, experience is the best teacher for me. What matters the most is you learn something from the contest, and you enjoy it.

"Ayos ka lang, Bea?" I cut off my thoughts and looked at Bea when Zachrey's question squeezed in through my ears. "Nakatulala ka 'ata jan."

Ngayon ko lang rin napansin na nakatulala talaga siya. Nandito kasi kami ngayon sa faculty ni Ma'am Jehr, at kami lang tatlo ang nandito since all of the teachers are having their classes. Ma'am Jehr is also with the other coaches, having another meeting.

"Ate, Kuya," Huminga siya ng malalim. "ano kasi... I don't think I can do this."

Zachrey and I exchanged perplexed looks.

"Is this because you missed a lot in class?" tanong ko naman.

She nodded; eyes so blue as if she was about to shed tears.

"Hindi lang 'yon. Hindi kasi ako sinusuportahan ni Mama sa career na 'to, e. She said that I should focus more on academics," she explained. "Sabi rin nung iba kong mga classmates na sumali no'ng school level na mabuti na raw na hindi sila nanalo. At least, wala silang na-miss na lessons sa klase."

Beariza, a proficient kid. Sayang ang potential niya sa pagsusulat kung hindi niya ito gagamitin. I can really see how she loves writing. She knows how to play with words very well, and not everyone has the talent to do that. I just do not understand why some people belittle the power of writing and some parents let their children focus more on academics instead; as if acad is all there is in the world.

Bea's mother is not the only parent I know who wants their children to fix their focus on academics. A lot of parents do. My mind is not saying this because I loathe them for acting that way. It is just that being a journalist is also a part of academics. Can people not see that?