Prologue
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“I am not a writer, but I have my own share of stories to tell. I do want to share what I can if it means giving each chapter of my life the epilogue it deserves. My name is Celeste Cheng. Welcome to my blog.”
My cousins looked at one another. Seconds of silence passed until each of them burst out laughing.
“What? What?” I snapped.
“I am not a writer, but I have my own share of stories to tell. I do want to share what I can if it means giving each chapter of my life the epilogue it deserves. My name is Celeste Cheng. Welcome to my blog,” ulit ni Cara habang pinipigilan ang pagtawa.
“Ba’t ka natatawa?” sigaw ko sa kanya.
Inirapan niya ako. “What do you mean, bakit ako natatawa? Are you seriously asking me that? My gosh, Celeste, I know you have a very vivid imagination, but I never knew you could imagine something this… crazy!”
“Crazy? Sinasabi mo bang kabaliwan itong pinagsusulat ko?” I screamed at her.
Pumagitna si Calla sa sa aming dalawa ni Cara. “Okay, okay, don’t fight. Look, Cel, sorry. Sorry kung tumawa kami, pero hindi kasi namin ine-expect na ito pala ang pinagkakaabalahan mo buong bakasyon.”
“Yeah, right. I thought you’re finally doing something na may sense, pero katulad ka rin pala ni Cassiopeia—nonsense,” umiirap na sabi ni Cadmus.
“What do you mean, I’m nonsense!?” sigaw ni Cass sa kuya niya. Susugurin na dapat niya ito, pero pinigilan siya ni Bubbles.
“Ano ba, Cass!? Huwag mo nang patulan ‘yang kapatid mo,” iritadong sabi ni Bubbles sa kanya.
I put my hands on my hips. “I really don’t see what you found funny in this… in this masterpiece! One day, mapa-publish din ito!” proud kong sabi habang naka-chin up sa kanila.
Tumawa si Chrysanthemum at agad ding nabilaukan dahil sa kinakain niyang biscuit. Tiningnan ko siya nang matalim. “Anong problema natin, Chrysa?” nakataas-kilay kong tanong.
Agad siyang umiling. “Ako? Wala! Pero ikaw? Mukha ka rin namang walang problema eh. Magkaka-problema pa lang.”
“Wow, nagsalita ang bilog na walang problema,” natatawang sabi ni Clover.
“Hoy, sinong bilog!?” sigaw ni Chrysa.
“Ikaw. Sabi ni Celeste bilog ka raw eh. Basahin mo ‘yung blog niya. May nakalagay doon na something about bilog ka raw,” umiirap na sabi ni Clover.
“Cel!” reklamo ni Chrysa. “Ba’t bilog ako!? Gagawa ka na nga lang ng kuwento, ‘di mo pa ako ginawang sexy!”
“Malamang para makatotohanan!” I snapped.
“Makatotohanan? Eh umpisa pa lang, imbento na ‘yung mga pinagsusulat mo eh! Saka, Cel, sampung blogs na naglalamang sampung love stories mo? Saan mo napulot ‘yan? Timang ka ba? Oh, wait, timang ka nga pala,” sabi ni Cadmus.
“Ano ba kayo? Tama na ‘yan. Huwag niyo nang asarin si Celeste. In fact, we should be proud kasi ganyan ang nararating ng imagination niya,” nakangiting sabi ni Calla.
Ngumuso ako. “Hindi ko alam kung may halong sarcasm ‘yang sinabi mo eh,” I wailed.
Ngumiti lang siya at ini-pat ang ulo ko. “Just do what you want, Cel, okay? Don’t mind us. Alam mo namang wala kaming kahit na anong talent sa pagsusulat eh.”
I wrinkled my nose and rolled my eyes at them. “Bahala na nga kayo diyan,” sabi ko.
Nagtatawanan pa rin sila noong nag-walk out ako, pero hindi na ako nagpatinag. I mean, what’s wrong with my blog? Well, except for the fact na imbento ko lang ‘yun, I don’t think it’s not worth reading! Right? Right.
Inggit lang sila dahil sobrang productive ko noong summer break habang sila eh walang ginawa kundi i-stalk ang grupong Zeus, manuod ng basketball games, maghanap ng boylets, at irampa ang kabadingan. At least ako, nakapagsulat ng libro! Okay, fine, blog ‘yun. Pero kahit na! I was still productive. Eh sila? Nganga.
I’m excited. Tomorrow’s the first day of my freshman year in college. Tomorrow, I’ll officially be a kolehiyala.
My name is Celeste Cheng. And I’m a blog girl.
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Note: ... because it's twisted. :-)
