Waves Of Words

I feel inlove with my suitor before, but it's now too late t

Many say I am lucky for having this physical face appearance. I have this thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, a piercing eyes, a pointed nose and a thin and red lips.

I have also this porcelain skin, a jet black long hair, and a slender body. Most of them who always say that 'I am lucky' are girls.

But I don't like it. I hate attention so much. I just want to stay at the library reading my favorite books during break time than entertaining those suitors of mine who's thirsty of my attention.

Tsk as if I'll give.

One time palabas na ako sa University nang may humarang sa daraanan ko. It's one of my suitors. He's holding a yellow rose. I don't like stalkers. It's obvious that he stalked me because he really knows my favorite color.

"U-Uhm... V-Vianne, I just want to give this rose because I know that it's your favorite—"

I cut his words.

"I don't really like stalkers and I don't entertains suitors, so back off." I said coldly while arching my brows.

Napakamot naman ito sa ulo niya at kita ko ang pawis na nagsimulang tumulo sa kaniyang mukha.

"C-Can I c-court you?" He asked as he avoided  eyes from me. Because of what he just asked, tuluyan na akong nairita.

"Do you really understand what does 'I don't entertain suitors' means?" I asked sarcastically.

Hindi ko na hinintay ang sagot niya, naglakad na ako papalayo sa kaniya leaving him dumbfounded and humiliated.

Yes,I am really harsh to my suitors. I do straight to the point because I don't really want to talk that much.

For what? Para maglokohan? At ayoko ring may paasahin. I'm not really into boys, I'm just into books.

Pagdating ko sa bahay ay nadatnan ko na naman ang isang babaeng umiiyak—bagong babae na naman siguro ni kuya na pinaiyak na niya naman.

Dahil sa pagkainis ko na naman, pinihit ko agad ang doorknob at pabagsak itong sinarado.

"What's with that girl na naman, kuya? Sinaktan mo na naman?" Pagalit kong sigaw sa kaniya.

He's currently busy playing with his phone—probably mobile legend. Wala man lang pakialam sa babaeng pinaiyak niya. He stopped when I disturbed him. He faced at me with those irritated eyes like mine.

"Wala kang pakialam at wala kang alam. Don't disturb me again, okay?" Irita nitong wika sa'kin at ibinalik ulit ang atensyon sa kaniyang phone.

Dumiretso nalang ako sa aking kwarto at padabog na sinara ang pinto. Why do boys let girls cry?

That's one of the reason why I rejected all of my suitors. I'm afraid that I might experience being cheated or being hurt at iiwan sa huli—just like of my brother's girls.

Yes, my brother is a playboy. But thanks to him, I learned.

Dumaan pa ang ilang araw, dumagsa rin ang mga manliligaw ko but just like what I said I rejected them all.

After several months, the university will be having this contest called 'Battle of the bands'. Four contestants at each section. As usual, hindi ako sumali although I'm good in instrument because I'm not really interested.May napili na naman.

Ngayon na iyon gaganapin sa malaking gymnasium at exactly 7 PM. Kahit ayaw ko pumunta ay napilitan ako dahil may attendance raw.

I just wore a yellow over-sized t-shirt, a denim pants and a sneakers. Nang magsimula na ay unang tinawag ang representative sa aming mga 1st year college. Unang tinawag ang section namin and after that is the other section.