Iggy:
Sorry ulit sa nangyari ah, hehe
I squinted my eyes suspiciously while reading this guy's new messages. Why is he chatting with me now? Where does he get the lakas ng loob? And how did he find out my name when I didn't even tell him in the first place?
"Ms. Torres, please put your cellphone inside your bag."
Oh, shoot!
My heart thumped when our prof called me while he's in the middle of a discussion. I did what he said, biting my lower lip and looking down because all of my classmates' eyes were on me.
Nilingon ko ang katabi kong si Clary na nakakunot ang noo habang nakatingin sa akin. "Sino ba kasing ka-chat mo?"
"Wala! Hindi ko kilala 'yun," bulong ko.
Maya-maya ay natapos na rin ang discussion at lumabas na sa classroom ang prof namin, kaya kinuha ko ulit ang phone ko. Hay, may bago na naman siyang message!
Iggy:
Pinapatanong nga pala ng kaibigan ko kung anong oras 'yung registration bukas
I sighed before accepting his request.
You:
It's 10AM.
Iggy:
Yown! Salamat
Galit ka pa rin ba?
My face crumpled, leaving me with an annoyed expression. Ugh, I knew he would bring that up again! This jerk is really testing my patience. Lalo akong naiinis kapag pinipilit niyang galit ako eh. I should not have replied!
You:
How the hell did you even get my name???
Iggy:
Woah galit nga
Chill
You:
Sagutin mo tanong ko
Iggy:
O eto na
Easy ka lang madam HAHAHA
Nakita ko sa ID mo eh
You:
Stalker.
What do you want?
Iggy:
Accept my apology
You:
If I do so, titigilan mo na ba ako?
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