Unpopular - Jhanella and Daniel Love Story

Chapter Nine

<Jhanella’s POV>

     It’s 12:30 in the middle of the night and I’m hungry. Got to have a midnight snack. I opened the refrigerator and looked inside for food.

     “Hi Jhanella.” Someone called me from behind and I recognized it was a boy’s voice, a familiar boy’s voice.

     I looked back and there, I saw Daniel. He smiled. “Hi,” I said and then smiled to him. “Pano ka nakapasok dito? Naka-lock naman yung door ko bago ako natulog.”

     “Uhmm—uh naka-open naman siya.” He looked nervous. “Ikaw, bat gising ka pa? madaling araw na ah.”

     “Nagugutom kasi ako eh.” I closed the refrigerator behind me. “Bakit, anong ginagawa mo dito? Are you a robber? Are you going to rob me?”

     “Woah, wait too many questions.” He grabbed my hand. “I’m just here to drop something on your door pero I accidentally pushed your door tapos bumukas ng mag isa. Then I decided na umikot lang muna bago ako umalis.”

     “Ano ba ung dapat mong iwan?” I asked again, curiously this time. “At pano mo nalaman address ko?” now I’m freaking out.

     “Masyado kang madaming tanong.” I stepped backwards every time he steps forward. I forgot the refrigerator is behind me. He pinned me between him and the refrigerator. “Wha—what are you doing?”

     He bent down and kissed me. I was shocked as he’s hands wrapped around my back down to my hips.

 

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  'I awoke at the sound of my alarm. That was just a dream, I told myself. A terrible dream. Why do I have to dream that dream? Did I think about Daniel last night before I go to sleep? I’m not thinking of Daniel right now, am I?

     I got out of bed and rushed to make myself ready for school. That was just a dream I murmured to myself repeatedly.

     I walked to school, it’s just a couple of blocks away, anyway. While walking to school, I saw Daniel walked past me and…and …and…and I remembered that… yeah that.

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     Today’s the rehearsals for the musical play. I’m getting nervous. What if I get the lines incorrectly or forget it? What if I get embarrassed in front of the other? And why am I thinking of this? Its no yet the actual performance, it’s just rehearsal, Jhanella, REHEARSALS.

     “Jhanella! Lumabas ka na dito! Get out of the backstage!” the director shouted at me and then pushed me out of the back stage. I was putting much friction onto my feet because I still don’t want to go on stage.

     “Di ok na po. Wag nyo na po ako itulak.” The director stopped pushing me. I almost fell down the ground. I found my balance by grabbing the most possible thing I can hold on.

<Daniel’s POV>

     “S…st…sta…stars uh—uhmm falling down from the sky.” Jhanella quoted her lines and her voice is cracking. It’s obvious she’s nervous.

     “Jhanella, get yourself together!” the director shouted at her.

     I was looking at her, distracted by her. I forgot my lines, maybe that’s because I was always looking at her and wasn’t paying much attention to what I’m going to say. “Mr. Estrada! Ano nanaman bang tinatanga mo dyan? Kinalimutan mo nanaman ang lines mo! Ano bang problema mo dyan? Sino bang iniisip mo dyan? Ha?” the director shouted fiercely. And then everyone in the theater started yielding. Even the director managed to smile. Ok I got a little bit embarrassed by that.  Didn’t know she was so distractive. I hate it.

     “Oh sorry sir, didn’t mean that. I’m very sorry sir, di na po mauulit. Promise.” I apologized.

     “Sige Mr. Estrada last na to. Naiintindihan mo? Ok break time na muna.”