When Our Skies Collide (Ventura series 1)

Kabanata 2

Jade

I fixed my tie and brushed my hair with my fingers while running down the corridor. I was super late but still early for my second subject!

I don't know why I slept early but woke up late. I was enjoying my sleep so much that I even dreamed of flying a plane.

I feel so freaking unlucky today. There was no one in our classroom, and the door was locked when I arrived. I checked our group chat and asked why no one was there. They said our adviser was absent and because it's the 4th grading period, there's not much to do at school, so they didn't come.

At wala manlang nagsabi sa akin n'on?!

Inis akong naglakad papunta sa canteen at doon na nagpalipas ng oras.

I can't blame them for not informing me about the canceled class; I know they have another group chat without me. They hate me and my attitude, and I don't care about that. They're ganging up on me again. I know they don't like me and will do anything to annoy me.

Mga walang magawa sa buhay kundi mag chismisan at manira ng buhay ng iba.

Naka ramdam ako ng pagka walang gana at biglang sumakit ang puson ko, shit! Hindi pa naman ako mag kakaroon ngayon, next week pa dapat.

I was holding my head when someone suddenly sat in front of me. I looked up and saw the guy from the tree the other day. What is he doing here?

My eyes automatically scanned him. I was amazed to see he looked a little different—not a little, but entirely different.

"Tapos mo na ako titigan?" I blinked twice when he spoke. I raised my eyebrows .

"I didn't know that you're studying here" ani ko. This school is private so what is he doing here? That means he's not poor, he has money to afford the tuition.

Nakita ko ang pagngiti nya. "Bakit? Bawal ba ako mag-aral dito? Hindi lang naman 'to pang mayaman." Aniya at saka kumain. "Scholar ako dito."dugtong niya.

I rolled my eyes and finished my shake. I was right; he is poor, and there's no good sticking with him.

As I debated whether to stand up or not, the pain in my lower abdomen intensified. Maybe because of the shake?

Napa pikit ako at napa yuko sa mesa.

"You okay? Ang putla mo, ah." Ramdam ko ang pag-aalala sa boses niya o baka nag iilusyon lang ako? Pamilya ko lang ang tunay na nag-aalala sa akin.

Hindi ko siya pinansin at nanatiling naka yuko. "Bakit nga pala nandito ka? Nag-cutting ka?" Aniya.

"No" sagot ko na hindi manlang sya tinitignan. "Walang klase at hindi manlang ako sinabihan ng mga classmate ko." Ani ko.

Nanahimik naman siya, siguro ay naaawa siya sa akin dahil sa nangayri. Mapait akong napa ngiti. I don't need his pity, I'm used to it and I can handle it.

"Ano ba ang pangalan ng teacher mo?" Nag angat ako ng tinggin.

"Bakit?"

"Just tell me" natigilan ako at namangha ng mag salita ng English. Bagay sa kaniya.

"Marilyn Escaño" tumango naman siya sa akin.

Tumayo ako at tumalikod na para umalis ng biglang may humatak sa braso ko. "Ano ba!" Ani ko sa lalaki 'to.

I stood up and turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm. "What?!" I snapped at him.

"You have a stain," he said, waking me up to reality. It felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over me.