45 Days With An Angel

CHAPTER 1..

shin's pov.

"GOODNESS!.. IT'S ALREADY 1:00.. I GO HERE 11:00.. HOW LONG WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO WAIT FOR THAT HELL STUPID LIGHTS?!"

"sorry sir.. inaayos nmn po nmn ung lights.. onting hintay lng po." hintay?.. ilang oras na akong naghihintay then hintay pa ulit..?.. gusto ba nila mamuti mata ko? " no.. i have to go.." sbi ko sa babaeng to..

"pls.. no sir.. wla na po kming makukuhang ibang model.." pagmamakaawa niya.. and soo? its not my problem anymore.." EDI MAGHANAP KA NG TAMBAY SA LBAS.. idiot" pgkalabas ko ng building dumerecho agad ako sa bhay..

"hey son.. is it finish?.. kmusta pictorial?" kulet.. itong lalaking toh hndi na tlga natinag kakatanong..

"none of your bussiness" bigla nmn siyang nag" tsk".. " you know. wla ka pring pinagbagoo." buti alam niya..

pumasok na lng ako sa kwarto ko and nag soundtrip.. may mas kwenta pa ang music sa mga sinasabi niya..

kriiing>>>>

"hello?"

"what the hell is your problem?.. with the lights. nagback out ka?.. may goodness.. binayaran na kita for this pictorial pero llayasan mo kmi?.. givi it back or else papabagsakin ko ang kumpanya nio.." o really?.. this insane man.. mr.merch.

"you cant.. as if your brain can.. sa kitid ng utak mo.. tingin ko kahit aso d mo matatkasan.. kya ka lng nmn yumayaman e dhil sa pananakot mo sa mga kasing kitid ng utak mo.... pwes iba kmi sa iyo.. bye" psh.. nanakot pa.. bka isang takot niya lng nasa kulungan na siya kay dad eh..

tok tok tok..

" son.. what the hell did you do?"

" dad did i tell you to come in?"

" it's not what we're talking about.. bkit ka umalis sa pictorial mo!.."hayzz.. bilis ng balita ahhh.that man.. i really hate him.. pra siyang bata ang hilig magsumbong..and now.. prang turumpo na nmn bibig ni dad.. kaya ayaw kong umuwi e..

"answer me!..you're not kid anymore, dont be so childish."

"dad!.. they're so stupid... ilang oras akong naghintay pra sa sirang ilaw na hndi nila magawa gawa.. I HAVE TO REST!.. " lumabas na ako ng kwarto at pinaandar ang kotse papuntang condo..

" sir.. iinatyin ko po ba kayo?" tanong ng driver ko..i said no and he left.. i hate this life.... everytime i go to his house,.. he always control me and shout.. he's so loud.

im shin rodriguez.. half japanese...15 years old. 3rd year high..studying at the most biggest and popular school here in japan for half filipino and half japanese.. im a certified super model.. many wants me to be their model but i just accept some of them.. i know im a bad boy and im proud of it.. i dont need to be plastic or to be good outside .. they want me in my good face....im handsome.

nagpunta na ako sa school dahil late na nga ako dahil sa bwiset na wlang kwentang pictorial..

" mr. Rodriguez.. why are you late?" tanong ni sir.. kitsama...

"umatend ako sa wlang kwentang pictorial" napa hinga na lng siya.. sanay na sila sa wlang ka gana gana kong mga sagot sa kanila.. ganon nmn lagi eh..

"RODRIGUEZ!.. WHY ARE YOU NOT OPENING YOUR NOTEBOOKS!?"

" bkit ba.. i always get high grades.. kabisadong kabisado ko na yan.." lhat nmn sila nagtinginan sakin.. and sir.kitsama continue the discussion.. i hate going to room.. mas gusto kong tumambay sa puno.. kesa makinig dito.. nakakaantok

ngaulat ako nang may nagbato sa akin ng papel..

kaya bnuksan ko ito..

dear shin,