DESTINED

Chapter Ten

[A/n: Kung may mga wrong grammar man dito pati na sa iba chap, please bear with it. Mahirap mag edit sa phone eh.]

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I no longer find magic, especially inside this University, surprising. It has led many of the alumni to their destined one. May it have been through writing notes on the desk, writing on the destiny paper, wishing on that pink lake, and all the others, doesn’t really matter as long as by the end of these magical happenings, there will be a happy ending awaiting for them.

Sounds like a fairytale, right? I think so too.

But if the magic surrounding the school’s walls has been a way to create that so called ‘happy ending’ for us and our soulmates, then why does death exists in here? I personally think death is never and will never be a sign of a happy ending. Rather, it is a proof that in this somewhat fantasy kind of world we’re in, there is still a reality in it. And if what Liza and Jazz was true, then maybe, we got it all wrong. Maybe, the University is not as perfect as it seem to be and we possibly can’t have the happy endings we always sought for ourselves.

“What the-” I slammed my notebook close and hastily put it back inside my bag. How could I write something so stupid? Hindi ako naniniwala sa sinabi nina Jazz at Liza. Hindi ako naniniwala! It was so damn impossible! Walang ni isang libro dito sa loob ng paaralan tungkol sa sinasabi nila. Wala nga ring artikulong galing sa media tungkol sa pangyayari. Possibly that crazy woman has been making a story to gain attention from everyone! Siguro, gusto lang niyang sirain ang mga paniniwala namin para hindi na namin hanapin pa ang mga taong nakalaan para sa’min. She’s just obviously jealous since she hadn’t found her destined one and she wants us to suffer the same way she did.

I sighed. Bakit ba kasi hindi maalis sa isipan ko ang sinabi nila? Chenee! It’s been a week or so, shouldn’t you stop bothering yourself from investigating even more? I bit my lip and tried to relax myself. Pero mga imahe na naman nila ang naglaro sa isipan ko.

I knew it. It was because of them why I have been so over acting on this matter. Siguro dahil natatakot ako na-

Naputol ako sa kakaisip nang may biglang humila ng upuan sa tabi ko. Pagtingin ko, si Sir Key lang pala. He was beaming at me. “May problema ka, Chenee? Share it to me.” Hindi na katakataka na biglang susulpot si Sir kahit saan dito sa loob ng University. Naging normal na tanawin na sa amin na bigla siyang tatabi sa’yo at pilitin kang magkuwento sa kanya ng problema mo or any possible thing you can share to him. Tinatamad kasi ‘yang mamalagi sa Guidance Office at para sa kanya, kailangan niyang lapitan ang mga estudyanteng hindi madalas pumupunta sa office niya, bumuo ng friendship sa mga ito para sa susunod na may problema sila ay sila na mismo ang lalapit sa kanya.

“Nilapitan mo ba ako dahil hindi ako madalas na pumupunta sa office mo?”

“Hindi. Tinabihan kita dahil alam kong may kinikimkim ka na naman.” He smiled brightly, as if he’s never capable of making a sad face. Though some alumni said, he was not this positive until the Golden Book Story #143 happened to him.

Inusog ko ang aking bag at inihiga dito ang ulo ko, ang mukha ko nakaharap pa rin kay Sir. “Does everything happening here lead to a happy ending?” It’s the question I had always wanted to ask but never had the courage to. Natatakot kasi ako sa maaaring isagot nila sa isang simple kong tanong.

Tumingin naman si Sir sa langit bago ulit sa akin. “Does everything in this world goes the way you want it to be?” tanong niya na dahilan para mapaayos ako ng upo.

“Sir naman, siyempre hindi.” I answered back,slightly bemused by his question.

“Does candies always taste the same everytime you take them in?”