I hate you, Arrogant Guy.

DOS

DOS.

"Huy, alam mo ba kung ano 'tong blah blah blah—" Sinalpak ko na yung earphones ko para ipakitang hindi na 'ko interesado sa mga tanong n'ya.

Nakakairita kasi, kanina pa s'ya tanong ng tanong sa akin. Bakit? Ako lang ba kaklase n'ya?

At dahil nakikita n'yang 'di ako nakikinig, kinalabit n'ya ako nang kinalabit.

"What?" I asked, bored.

"Nagtatanong kasi ako kung saan ako pwede magtry out sa basketball." Pinakita n'ya sakin 'yung flyers ng mga sports club na pwedeng salihan.

I shrugged. Kahit may clue ako kung saan, ayoko na magsalita.

Sayang laway.

"Studyante ka ba talaga ng PCU? Bakit 'di mo alam?" I rolled my eyes.

"Ang ingay mo, alam mo 'yun? Nakakairita ka." Tumayo ako sabay kuha ng bag ko at umalis.

"Hey Rai—" Napalingon ako ng marinig ko ang pangalan ko pero wala naman akong nakitang tao na mukhang kakilala ko.

Or baka nakilala ko tas nakalimutan ko nanaman?

Am I hallucinating? Totoo kaya yung sinabi ni Carrie na nababaliw na 'ko?

Hell, no.

Muntik na 'kong makumbinsi na baliw na talaga ako, nang may nakita akong dalawang lalake na papalayo. Yung mas matangkad ay tinatakpan yung bibig nung kasama n'ya, pulling him like a puppy.

Sila ba 'yung tumawag sa pangalan ko?

Or baka hindi naman talaga ako tinatawag? I'm not that famous.

And even though I am, I still don't get the point of calling my name out of nowhere.

I just shrugged and continued walking on my way to the cafeteria.

"Oh my G, maybe you have a secret admirer already Rai!" she squealed like a banshee while shaking my shoulders.

I rolled my eyes and pushed her. Nakakahilo kasi, "Is that even possible?"

"Yes, it is! Why not? You have the looks," she pointed at my face.

Tinabig mo ang kamay n'ya, "Fine, let's say that I have the looks or whatever. But just so you know, many students here, know that I'm not the approachable type, and they always say that I'm masungit," I said stating the fact.

"Para ka naman kasing manang, look at you. You always wear t-shirts and jeans—" I cut her off.

"Hey! For your information, these are my comfy clothes."

As expected, parang wala s'yang narinig at tinuloy ang pagratatat, "And take note, nakapamuyod ka pa. You don't even know how to brush your hair properly," Ok. I was guilty about that.

"Don't you know? Princesses brush their hair 100 times befo—"

"Carrie, you do know I'm not a princess," I said while eating my fries. Yum yum.

"Kahit na! Princesses are female, and you're a female. So you both do have something in common."

"And your point is?"

"You should try fixing your physical appearance!"

"What's the sense of it? Do I get books from doing that? Can I have plushie—"

"No voodoo dolls, please!"

"My plushies are not voodoo dolls!"

"They look like one!"