When Destiny Decides To Play

Chapter 4

Uoiea's POV

Late na'ko!

Halos takbuhin ko na ang corridor dahil sa pagmamadali. Iilan sa mga estudyanteng nakakasalunong ko ay napapatingin pa sa'kin dahil sa ingay mula sa sapatos ko.

One of our maids had to go home. Emergency, I guess. Mang Toning took charge sa naiwang gawain ng maid and I insisted to wait for him. That's why I'm in a rush now.

I slowed down when I finally sited my room at dahan-dahan na binuksan ang sliding door.

Woah, wala pa si Ma'am. I silently squealed.

Pupunta na sana ako sa upuan ko nang may mahagip ang mata ko.

"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH!"

Napahawak ako sa noo ko at minasahe ito. Tsk, ba't ba hindi na nawala sa  landas ko ang mga 'to? Napatingin na lang ako sa papel na nasa harap ko. So they've decided to level up. From vocal to physical, huh? And oh, nag- effort silang sumulat. I squint my eyes to see what's written over it.

"Tabangit." I unconsciously read.  Calling me names now? And Tabangit? Seriously? This is just what they've got?

"Like your name?" Napalingon ako sa babaeng nagsalita. It's Niana. And to her side is Lino, her suitor. I gained them during in such a small amount of time. It's funny, isn't? They talk and spend time for me, yet they're my bullies.

Honesty, I don't really get it. Ano ba ang makukuha nila pag- gaganituhin nila ako? Ganun na ba sila ka-walang magawa sa buhay para mantrip pa ng ibang tao or worst, makasira pa ng buhay? For me, I can endure this kind of childish and immature acts. But how about those people na hindi? It's not just  bullying, it's also emotional torture.

Poor him, he can't even see na inuuto-uto lang siya ng babaeng 'to. Sa konting panahon na pags-stay ko dito, I learnt na lahat ng kalokohan ni Niana ay kasama siya. But he'll take all the blame if ever something happens, I think that's how he prove his self to Niana, ang kunsintihin siya sa lahat ng pinanggagagawa niya.

Love really is blind.

Pinulot ko na lang ang papel na nasa harap ko at ibinulsa, not showing any reaction  at all. Giving them satisfaction is the least of things I wanna do. Tsk, there's no point kung kakausapin ko pa ang isang 'to.

Akmang lalapitan na niya ako pero napahinto siya nang bumukas ang pintuan— revealing ma'am Piñola's crumpled face. The class quickly settled, but I didn't miss Niana's glare. Tumalikod na lang ako at umupo and waited for my name to be called.

Ma'am Piñola, our history teacher. Magaling naman siyang magturo 'yun nga lang napakabugnutin talaga niya.  Siguro dahil sa matanda na siya at wala pang asawa't anak.Your lucky kapag natsambahan mong good mood 'yan. But as for me, nakakausap naman siya nga matino. Pa'no ba naman eh ako lang ang naasahan ng mga teachers dito. Good thing about being a nerd.

She sat on her assigned seat and placed her papers on the table. She then brought her class record into eye sight and began opening it while lightly licking her thumb. I mentally cringe. You're not supposed to lick your finger whenever you want. She adjusted her reading glasses and began calling names for attendance as usual.

"Julio"

"Javad"

"Kundor"

"Liva"

I frown when I heard noises and screams outside the room. Tsk. Classes are on going, students.

"Lumano"