Something That Science Can't Explain

Chapter 1: Friends

-Present-

June

-Zac's P.O.V.-

I have awaken from my slumber. Still sleepy, I looked around my bedroom.

I also looked at the clock which was lying on the table right next to my bed.

Laying eyes on it, you can tell how worried I was. Seeing the number "11" and the letters "a.m." together is not a pleasant sight for people who just woke up to see.

"Puta. Late na ko!" Napasigaw ako. Dapat 7 nasa school na ako... but I'm 4 hours late!

This will be my first time na makakarecieve ako ng punishment!

Maybe permanent record rin toh sa conduct ko...

This is unacceptable. I'll need a valid reason to get off the hook!

Di ko naman pwede sabihin "Sorry, sir. My alarm clock did not alarm."

Oo nga pala.... Bakit hindi nagalarm ung clock ko?!?

I always set it to alarm. It always works on school days. That's why I never miss school days.

This'll be my first time that I'm gonna be late.

Napatingin ako sa alarm clock ko, and whispered at it with a deep voice. "Mamaya ka sa akin."

I rushed down so I can make breakfast for myself.

"Bat nagmamadali ka? Baka madapa ka pa!" Sigaw ni mommy na nakatayo sa entrance ng dining room while I was halfway sa ground.

"Ma! Bat di mo po ako ginising?! Malelate na ko!"

My Mom was puzzled upon hearing my question. She doesn't know what to answer.

I took a toasted bread from the toaster and started munching it.

I also took chocolate milk from the fridge, satisfying myself.

"Malelate saan?" Tanong naman ni Dad na nagse-cellphone sa lamesa habang umiinom ng kape.

"School..."

Napatawa na lang si Daddy sa sinabi ko. Si Mommy? Naka facepalm.

What the heck?

"Ano ka ba? Sunday ngayon." Sabi ni Mommy.

Smartest person in the world; doesn't know the date today...
Fuck that logic.

Kumuha ako ulit ng isang toasted bread sa toaster at, ngayon, minuya ito ng mas mabagal.

I sat on the sofa after turning on the TV. With my foot lying on the table, I rested my back sa sandalan ng sofa.

Left arm on the armrest, I moved my right arm so I can eat the rest of my toast.

Sunday mornings are always the best.

Wait a sec... it's 11 a.m.

Why is Dad drinking coffee at this time around?

Well, Dad is... Dad.

Anyway, Sunday mornings are always the best.

Stated in the book of Genesis, Sabbath day is the day God rested after 6 days of creation.

Same thing to me.

I've been busy working for the past week. This day is a day where I can calm my ass and regain energy.

I've been working some project lately and it'll be big. I might even win a Nobel Prize because of it.

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