Make You,You

Chapter 2

Keila's POV

I'm still in a daze while we're walking to
the cafeteria. I just can't contain my emotions right now.

Seeing someone from years ago, after all that happened, is such event anyone will be forced to think of.

"Ya, waegeurae? Ang lalim ng iniisip mo kanina pa ah. Ang lutang mo pa. Mula nung first period pa. Problem?" Keila asked while looking at me all worried.

We're at a table dito sa cafeteria, eating lunch. Yes, till lunch I am like this. Why? Because of that boy. The transferee. Something felt weird since I saw him. It was like.. I've seen him somewhere.. some time in the past .. I just ..can't remember anything.

"Ya! Snap out of it! Nakikinig ka ba?" Pagsasalita ni Klaire that led me back to reality. She looked at me intently with her chinita eyesand motioned me with her head to look behind me.

Nagtataka naman akong lumingon sa likuran ko and guess what? Speaking of the devil.

"Hi. I was asking if pwedeng makishare ng table?" He said and gave off his sweetest smile that is very familiar to me.

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Andrew's POV

To be a son, a student, a citizen, and a boy with some memories is something not really easy and fun.

Nagsimula na akong mag-ayos ng gamit para sa pagpasok sa bago kong paaralan. Where I will be studying for my Senior High School days. And it's my decision to be here. Where it all began.

"Bye, Ma. See you later." I said as I kissed her goodbye and walked off the road to Leorio University.

Pagdating ko pa lang ay pinagtitinginan na ako ng ibang mga estudyante na nakakasalubong ko. I guess I stand out like sore thumb. Sabagay, even if there are also a number of students here, somebody new to the eye will catch your attention.

Dumiretso ako sa admin as what the dean, Tito Allan said the day before. As I was walking, I see the usual events before the morning bell of everyone in the campus. Somebody's cleaning, others were just being noisy, others playing like kids, others just don't give a damn to the world.

Nakarating ako sa admin at kumatok sa pinto. After several knocks, I heard the door open. Palinga-linga akong pumasok at yumuko sa nakita kong nagbukas ng pinto na mukhang sekretarya ng Tito. Pag-angat ko ng aking ulo, namataan ko agad sa gitna ng kwarto ang nakasalamin at mukhang inaantok ko pang Tito, looking all formal and groomed.

"Good morning, Tito." Pagbati ko sa kanya at yumuko.

"Good morning, Drew. Take a seat. Pinaayos ko na ang mga papeles mo and the other essentials. Let's just wait for a while sa inutusan ko." He said and motioned me to sit on the chair in front of his table.

I sat down and have the room scanned. It's a typical dean's office, with the large shelves all around, the main table in the far center, the couches and table for the visitors, another door on the near right as the secretary's room I think, and another one on the far left I think is the comfort room.

Nang matapos kong makita ang kabuuan ng kwarto, lumingon ako kay Tito who is in his late 40s. White hairs already beginning to be visible. But all in all, pag nakita sya ng isang hindi sya kilala, iisipin na nasa 20s-30s pa lang nya. Well, I guess he took care of his health in his early years.

Maya maya pa, bumukas ang pinto at bumungad sa amin ang humahangos na estudyanteng lalaki dala dala ang isang folder na parang napakarami ng laman. I guess that's my papers.

"G-Good morning, dean." Bati nya sa gitna ng malalalim na hininga at saka dumiretso sa gilid ni Tito at nilapag ang folder nyang dala. "Eto na po yung pinapagawa nyo. I've already photocopied the selected documents and segregated each one to categories." Dagdag nya pa.

"Oh. Thank you very much Mr. Corpuz. You may now go back to your classroom." Maotoridad na sabi naman ni Tito.

Nagbow ang lalaki at saka tumalikod at lumabas na ng kwarto. Iniayos ni Tito ang kanyang salamin at kinuha ang folder na nasa ibabaw ng mesa nya at binuksan ito.

"Okay so Drew, ayos na ang mga papeles mo, here is your nameplate, which you can attach to your uniform, above the logo. Here are your keys for your locker which is on the left wing, base floor, locker number 868. Here is your schedule, nandyan na din ang map at nakalagay na kung nasaan ang room mo, and here is your p.e. uniform. I already explained to you the schedule right? And the rules also. So now.. you.. are good to go." Tuloy tuloy nyang sabi at saka lumingon sa akin at ngumiti ng bahagya habang nakalahad ang kamay nyang may hawak ng nameplate, p.e. uniform, schedule, map and the keys to my locker.

Inabot ko naman ito agad. "Thank you very much Tito for the quick response for my request to study here. I'm beyond grateful." Sabi ko at ngumiti sa kanya.

"No, it's nothing. And besides, you're my only pamangkin. This is all I can do to repay your parents for all they've done for me. Well, enough talk, go to your room at malapit nang magring ang bell." He said and waved me goodbye.

I smiled at him genuinely and bowed before I left the room.

Dumiretso muna ako sa locker ko and left my other belongings na hindi pa naman kailangan, according to my schedule, locked it and left for my morning class.

Hindi naman ako nahirapang hanapin ang room ko maybe because the map is very easy to read and because of my burning spirit to find her again.

Luckily, nagkasabay kami ng adviser ko and we walked to the classroom.

Pagpasok pa lang namin, all eyes syempre are on me. But instead of staring at the other kid's eyes, my eyes roamed to find the familiar face I was looking for all of these years. And not for long, I managed to find her. Nagulat pa ako dahil she is already with the others, staring at me intently. Nagtitigan kami and I only broke it off when I heard it's time to introduce myself.

"Hi. I'm Andrew. Andrew Smith." I said saka yumuko sa kanila.

"Okay Andrew, you can take your seat. There. Beside the window, sa tabi ni Klaire." She motioned me na umupo sa tabi ng nasa likod nyang babae.

I bowed to her and walked towards the seat, ignoring the stares I'm getting form the kids, both from the girls and the boys.

"Oh my God, panigurado ang saya saya na naman ng gagang si Klaire. Di tumulad kay Aila. Anti-boys. Tsk. Bestfriends with opposite poles." I heard the kikay girl from the left side said.

Yes I know, they never really liked boys. Only their father and me. Well, I'm an exception of course. But I don't really know if this one left can actually remember me. Given that I'm from 11 years ago.

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