For Hire: Drop Dead Gorgeous Groom (COMPLETED/PUBLISHED - 2014)

Chapter Three

CHAPTER THREE

I STORMED out of the cafeteria and while I’m walking, I dialled Tyron’s phone number.

After few rings, he finally answered the call.

“Hello?”

Aww. I miss his voice. “Hello, Tyron. Nasaan ka?” I asked.

“Nandito ko sa registrar’s office. Kumukuha pa lang ako ng class card, eh. Ikaw ba? Nakakuha ka na ba ng class card? Kaninang bago pumasok, dumaan ako sa bahay niyo para isabay ka sana papunta rito sa school, pero wala naman tao sa inyo.”

Aww. So sweet, Tyron. Hindi pa rin siya nagbabago.

I made my voice not to sound too much excited. “Talaga? Eh baka pumasok na sa office sina Mommy at Daddy kaya wala ng tao doon. Maaga rin kasi akong pumunta rito sa school, eh. Nandito nga pala ko sa tapat ng College of Arts and Sciences building, galing ako sa cafeteria, eh. Pupuntahan na lang ba kita diyan?” I asked.

“Ha? Okay, sige. Hihintayin na lang kita, ” he said and then the line went dead.

I made my way to the registrar’s office. And to took the quickest route, dumaan ako sa likod ng College of Arts and Sciences building. Ayoko kasi dumaan sa main hallway, masyadong malayo and for crying out loud, sasakit lang ang paa ko dahil naka-heels ako. Habang naglalakad naman ako sa hallway ng College of Arts and Sciences, I bumped with someone. Damn! How stupid of this person not to look where he or she was going! Nang tingnan ko kung sino, I was shocked and surprised at the same time. The oh-so-flirty and the slut next door of this university, Nestly Ortiz.

“What a nice way to start my day?” She raised an eyebrow while crossing her arms.

Tss! Hitsura pa lang, malandi na. Style pa lang, pang-pokpok na. Eww. Isa na yata sa pinaka-unfortunate na experience dito sa campus ay ang magkasalubong ang imoral na babaeng ito.

“Truth to be told, I’m in a hurry. I’m gonna meet my boyfriend, eh. So, if you’ll excuse me.” And then hinawi ko siya ng kaunti at naglakad na.

“Sorry. What did you just say?” Hinaltak niya ang isang braso ko dahilan para mapahinto ako sa paglalakad at mapaharap sa kanya.

Ugh! Hinahamon talaga ako ng slut na ito!

I raised an eyebrow. “What did I just say? Sabi ko, makikipagkita ako sa boyfriend KO. Is there any problem with that?” Pinagpag ko ang braso ko para maalis ang kamay niya sa pagkakahawak dito. Eww. Baka kung saan-saan niya pa ‘yan hinawak. Ayokong magka-germs! Yuckkk!

“And who’s that boyfriend of yours? Si Tyron ba?” She laughed. “I’m sorry, Felipe. Tyron isn’t yours.”

Shit. Pinapakulo niya talaga ang dugo ko. God, forgive me if I’ll ever hurt her with my words.

“Excuse me? Tyron isn’t mine? Says who?” I asked, trying hard to stay calm.

She smiled. “Says me.”

Confident much, huh? My God! Gusto ko ng pumatay ng tao.

I laughed. “Well, back off, Ortiz. Tyron is mine. And to tell you the truth, magpapakasal na kami. And oh, don’t worry. Iimbitahin kita, padadalhan kita ng invitation. Okay?”

Mukhang nagulat siya sa sinabi ko. I really want to laugh at her face expression. Gross! Haha!

“Stop kidding around, Felipe,” she said in disbelief.

“Do I look like kidding? I’m serious, Ortiz. Dead serious. At bakit ba kasi? Ano’ng pakialam mo kung magpapakasal na kami? Ano ka ba ni Tyron?!” I said, bit louder.