I am too early for the next class. It's already 10:04 in the morning. My first subject began around 8:00. I can clearly hear the sirens and the noise caused by PUVs and private vehicles. It was kinda satisfying for me. But hell, I really need to get out of here before any of the staffs of my school sees me.
I can't clearly decide between LRT and MRT. I checked the other side of the road then I saw a familiar uniform. I immediately rode on the bus near the bus stop.
Shit. That was so close.
Fortunately, I found a vacant seat beside the window, I snapped my phone from my uniform's pocket then I played my favorite old song sung by Guns n' Roses.
"Saan ka bababa?" My music was in full volume but I can still hear the conductor, I searched for some coins in my pocket because I'm too lazy to get my wallet in the bottom of my backpack.
"LRT po" I answered him and quickly handed him my fare.
"Studyante ka ba neng?" I can almost roll my eyes and answer him rudely 'Hindi ba halata kuya?' Boy, I can't act too rude aside of wearing my uniform, I don't want to ruin my own mood.
"Opo." I simply answered back then I leaned against the glass window.
I opened my eyes slowly then a familiar view welcomed me.
Oh man, I'm already here in crossing sa shaw boulevard.
I was planning to attend my next class and I just rode a bus for a round trip to kill time because I'm planning to attend my second class.
What a shit.
"Miss, nakalagpas ka na. Sa MRT ka bababa dapat diba?" I heard an unfamiliar voice beside me. I glared at him giving my vicious death glaring look, but he laughed instead.
"Tulog kasi nang tulog ayan tuloy."
Anger crept in me, boy you're cringing my veins.
"Why didn't you wake me up instead?"
"Bakit kita gigisingin? Pag ako ba nakatulog gigisingin mo ko?"
Then there, I punched him in his face right, and the evidence of pain plastered on his face.
I grabbed my things and got out of the bus. I can still see him here because he was now beside the glass window, I raised my middle finger then started to walk away.
Asshole.
