Hindi ko alam kung gaano na ako katagal ngayon dito sa tapat ng salamin, as if memorizing every inches of my face. I sighed. Nakakailang buntong hininga na ba ako ngayong umaga?Wearing a thin thick eyeglasses together with my blonde hair wig with a full bangs gave me enough reason to hate this morning, again.
Why do I really need to wear such this things? To hide my real identity? For what?! From the people who want me die? Really? Uso pa pala yung ganyan ngayon.
My mom told me that someone or should I say, random people want to kill me. They're hunting me, until now.
Hindi ko alam kung may katotohanan yun pero from the day na nagising ako sa coma, she required me to wear that thing for my goddamn safety.
Yes, that was 10years ago. 10 years ago and my memories never back. My mom said I had an car accident and so I got a temporary amnesia but until now, I remembered nothing.
When I finally woke up that day, I just stared blankly on the white wall of the hospital. Days, weeks and also a year had passed and I was glad that I'm slowly getting through my situation.
When I about to asked her about my identity, my past, she will just say that things should take slowly for me to recover fast.
I sighed, again. Before decided to go down stair. I saw my mother preparing our breakfast so I straight went to the chair.
Mabilis kong tinapos ang agahan at nagtungo na sa kotse kong nakaparada na sa harap ng gate. Aww, how thoughtful my mom.
Mabilis rin akong nakarating sa bagong school na papasukan ko with help of my mom's direction and also, a waze.
I parked my car and went to the gate without any second wasting.
I just tap my ID to enter inside. I expected this ambience but this is really difference when you see with your own eyes personally. I roamed my eyes around to see the bitches and jerks. Tsk.
How theyr'e eyeing me I can say that this school is really for rich kids. I can't say that I'm poor nor even a rich because were just on an average just to afford this luxury school.
Instead of wasting my time to pay them my attention, I decided to look the Dean's office to get my schedule.
Wala pang limang minuto ay mabilis kong nahanap ang hinahanap ko.
Mabilis din naman akong natapos sa loob ng Dean's office because they were only explained the don't and do's of this school which is really common.
I searched my classroom for my 1st subject which will start in 5mins.
Mabilis ko din namang nahanap ang unang klase ko with the help of the Dean for declaring me of every building here.
I don't mind the attentions they are giving to me now but of course I have to mind the bitch who insulted me the first step I did in our classroom which made me stop walking.
"Who is she? Is she a new janitress here?"
The two-face bitched said causing them to laughed, a very hard and insulting.But the lady in front ignored her and instead faced me. I guess she's the prof. Too young to be a professor but I should'nt mind her because I am now thinking how can I slap that bitch insulted me a while ago.
"Are you the transferee? Our Dean already informed me about you. Sorry for her not so funny joke. Can you please introduce yourself so you can take your sit after that?" She was smiling all the time.
So instead of slapping the bitch I'm confidently walk to the front.
The laughing didn't stopped yet but I ignored it and started to say something that I won't regret.
"I am Justine. Justine Cruz, the transferee. Seeing all your reactions it says that you don't want me here but I guess wether you like it or not, you have to deal with it for the rest of school year. And you...."
I heard a gasped with my classmates.Why? Because I pointed the bitch who have the guts insulting me, in my first day of school. Ohh, I think I'm pointing to a one of the most powerful here in school, huh.
Schocked written all over their faces including her. Before she could speak, I cut her off immediately by continuing what I was supposed to say.
".. This is star section. Now I'm wondering, how come your'e here yet you didn't know what's the difference of a janitress uniform and the school uniform? Maybe, you just used your money and connections not your poop brain, huh." Then I ended it with my devilish yet sweetest smiled I ever gave to my hate person.
Another gasped roamed around the room and I don't effin care so I decided to sit on the chair that I saw earlier.
Back and right side of the room, beside of the window. Perfect spot. Far from the bitches and jerks.
I felt their secretly glanced at me then whispering beside them. I silently chuckled. This isn't new to me. I'm the bitches along the bitches.
So hello there too, bitch. Gaving you my gratitude for the warm welcome in my first day of school. *rolling my eyes
Not so bad for my first day, huh.
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Uranophile
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