take a chance {crizvey}

[ 2 ] Pres.

HARVEY

"Kayo na naman leader sa group work ni madam, Harvey. My ship is sailing for real for real," bati sa akin ni Luke pagpasok nya ng club room na may ngiting nang-aasar na naman.

"Don't get your hopes up; Titanic sunk, bro," I replied to his greeting and bumped his fist.

I decided to calm myself in the music club room by playing instruments before taking up my responsibility as president. Itutugtog ko muna bago ko isipin ang mga kailangan gawin para sa susunod na event ng school.

"Kunware ka pa, 'tol. Lakas ng chemistry nyong dalawa," Pang-aasar ng isa pa naming kaibigan na si Sean. Sean with the bangs.

"Bawal magsalita ang torpe. Hindi mo nga mapormahan ng maayos si Bianca," sabi ni Luke sakanya at umupo sa may keyboard.

"Bro, we all know why," Sean said to Luke, but his eyes were on me.

"Oh, ba't ako? Hindi ko hawak bibig mo para pigilan ka umamin, Sean." I said and put down my guitar as I check on my phone.

Wala pa 'rin update si Anti. Kapag mga ganitong oras, nagsasabi na siya sa akin kung pauwi na siya or nasa bahay na.

Well, hindi ko rin naman sya makakausap ng matagal. I checked the time on my watch, it's almost time to head to the S.C. office.

"Bro, una na ako. Double-check all the outlets before locking the room," I said to both of them and threw the room keys at Luke. He caught them swiftly.

"Ika-musta mo ako kay Madam VP," Habol nyang asar bago ko masara ang pinto. I slipped my hand and put out my middle finger before I closed the door. His muffled laugh was the last thing I heard before closing the room. Siya lang ang kaisa-isang taong nags'ship (if that's what people call it nowadays) sa amin dahil halos lahat ng tao sa St. Louis, familiar kung anong dynamic namin ni Criza.

We're rivals. Enemies. We put our priorities first with high regard for ourselves. No discussion has ever been held about Thanos and Iron Man because they will never exist.

Walking up to the student council office, I put out my phone first and sent Anti a message.

[chocochip.mp3: let me know when you get home. i have club meetings this afternoon so i'll be coming home late. ingat, anti. talk to you later.]

We never exchange personal information. Even birthdays, where we live, and what our favorite color is. All those slambook questions were never entertained. But if I had to pick up what kind of person Anti is from our conversation, I would say Anti could be the same age as me. Kapag kausap ko siya, may nam mention sya na may mga papers daw syang ginagawa for hell week. He/she frequently uses emojis in conversations, and I don't want to sound sexist, but I never know a guy who uses so many emojis. Also, anti said that 1-800-antihero was based on his/her favorite song by Taylor Swift, antihero. I mean, anyone could like female artists, but let's be real here: most of them are girls.

Thus, I conclude that Anti could be a girl.

And that simple thought made my heart pounce.

But if Anti were a boy, I wouldn't mind. Anti is just too dear for me, and I would openly embrace him/her, whatever he/she may come out to be.

"Harvey," a female voice got me back to reality. I didn't know I was staring at my phone too much. I quickly locked it and put it in my slacks pocket.