[5]
Another busy day for me. It's been a month and tapos na rin yung art class namin. 2 months na nakakalipas and right now, I'm currently fixing my papers kasi mage-enroll na ako. Hurrah for the last stage of education that I'm getting! Buti pa si Rina, wala nang problema sa school nya kasi enrolled na sya.
I took a deep sigh then I heard someone's calling for me down the hallway. Hinahanap ko kasi yung university registrar para ma-endorse na ako sa college of fine arts at para okay na ang lahat at bayad na lang sa tuition ang gagawin ko.
"Clary!! Hey!" I looked at the person who's calling me only to find out na si Kirsten pala yung tumatawag sa akin.
"Hey! Wait for me!" She added. Then may dalawang students na tumingin sa kanya.
"Not you! I don't even know you! Clary!" She called me again.
"Hinihintay kita dito. Don't shout." I told her.
"Are you enrolling here din?" She asked while panting kaya umupo muna kami sa bench. Buti na lang may central garden itong university na 'to and may trees.
"Yeah I am. Sa fine arts ako. What about you?" I asked.
"Architecture ako. Fine arts din sana kaso painting's just my hobby. I guess nasa genes na talaga namin yung mag take ng architecture." She laughed then took out her water bottle and uminom
"Nakapag bayad ka na ba ng tuition mo?" I asked her again while watching the tree leaves dance along with the gush of the wind.
"Yep. Kahapon. Ikaw?" She said while looking at me.
"Not yet. Ipapasa ko na kasi sana 'tong papers ko sa registrar but you suddenly called me." I said while looking through my papers inside the envelope.
"Fine arts ka 'diba? Tara! I know who the registrar is para mabilis ka nang makapag bayad!" She told me then grabbed my wrist and tumakbo naman kasi.
I suddenly felt sleepy nung makapasok kami sa loob ng registrar. Ang lamig kasi eh ang humid sa labas. Baka uulan mamaya. And as of cue, Mrs. Sarmiento went out of the registrar's office and Kirsten saw her.
"Hi Mrs. Sarmiento!"
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"Ayan! Nakapag enroll ka na din! Mabagal kasi ang sistema dito pag wala kang ginawa na galawan dito." She said then laughed. "Thanks again" I smiled.
"Let's have a sleepover!" She excitingly said.
What is she saying? I have never been in sleepovers before. I always imagine what happens in movies. Especially horror movies. Don't judge me! I love horror movies but the thought of some scenes turning to reality... It just gives me the creeps.
But I might consider it. I don't know. Just for a change, I guess.
"Bakit? What are we going to do naman kung pumayag naman ako?" I asked. And alas, the thoughts are starting to consume my brain.
"Don't tell me na hindi ka pwede? Dude you're 19! Ano ka? Kinder? Uy grabe na yan ha." She said.
"Ok. Fine! Who's house, though?" I asked.
"Yours!" She said happily because I agreed. My house?! Is she serious? Hindi ganun kalakihan ang kwarto ko.
"You have, like, a humongous room! You even have a walk-in closet! Why my house?" Pasinghal kong sabi sa kanya and I her tongue clicked with irritation.
"Sawa na ako sa itsura ng kwarto ko, that's why!" She said while rolling her eyes.
I sighed. Arguing with this girl is impossible.
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Teen Fiction[TAGLISH STORY] Clary De La Fuente, an aspiring painter and a rich girl coming back to her mother's hometown to go to college, meet new people, and fall in love... Just what an average teenage girl wants to do. But despite of all those things, will...
