The time seems dragging.. TIK.. TOK, TIK.. TOK, TIK.. TOK...
I can't do anything but stare at the clock, which looks funny because it seems to be standing still at Mr. Salazar's balding head.
KKRRRIIIINNNNNGGGGGG..!
Yeah! (Whoops! did I just say that out loud?! <*yikes!*>)
Everybody's excited. They surely have someone to spend the breaks with.. but how about me?? is this a sign of being forever alone?
"uhm.. Hi! I'm Lana. And you are the new student, Trish, right?"
"Hello Lana! Actually it's Trish-A. "
"Oh Trish and Trisha.. That's basically the same deary!"
Okay, I won't contest with this girl anymore, I don't even think she has the slightest idea about what submissive is. She's not gonna drop it unless I show defeat.
"so Trisha, obviously you don't have anyone to accompany you, and you don't know anything about the school yet. I believe you were lost this morning. The good news is, we're glad to have you in our group. In one simple condition."
"What's the catch?"
"Since you somehow met Jin already.. you're gonna be our messenger."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, don't you know what a messenger is? like-duh?!"
"Of course I do know what a messenger is, But..... what exactly do you want me to do?and how long am I going to be your messenger?"
"Simple things girl! It's not like we're gonna ask you to kiss him.. of course we're not gonna let you do that. You'll just be handing out our letters to him, or you go tell him personally what we want to say. And regarding how long that is gonna take.. it depends on you. It depends on how long will it take until you'll be able to create a concrete communication and friendship among Jin, our friends, and I. Simple right?"
"Uh-oh. Not a good idea. If it's that simple for you, then do it yourself. You keep your circle of friends, and I'll keep some pride for myself. There's no way I'm gonna talk to that arrogant guy again."
So that's the end of my conversation with Lana. I doubt if she'll talk to me again, especially after calling her "mr.perfect" arrogant.tsss.. And now, here I am, a forever alone lonely loner.. (woah! that's seems to be a lot of loneliness) who's walking along the corridors. Okay, I'm just fine. All is well. Keep Calm Trisha. Wait?! how can I keep calm?! I'm actually talking to myself already.Bbbbbrrrrr AH! right! I think I'm just hungry, I need something to eat. But where am I actually heading? Where's the cafeteria? Am I lost, again... ?
Wooooooooooow.... ! What's this classroom for?it's really nice inside. Wait. There's someone... sleeping?! Should I go in? But if I'll go in, I could get reprimanded because this room might be off-limits or because I haven't even asked permission to go inside. Tsss.. just for now, I don't care! I really wanna go inside, come to think about it, I have an excuse. I could tell him that I just want to ask where the cafeteria is.
"H-h-hello?"
"Can't you see that I'm sssslee... - Oh! Hi!"
"Uhm.. I'm really sorry. But do you know the way to the cafeteria? I'm kinda lost."
"Oh yes my princess! I know the way to the cafeteria. But may I know the name of the lovely lady in front of me first?"
"T-TT-Trish-a.." <*blush*> he's such a gentleman. The exact opposite of MR.YOUNG.
"Then let's go Trisha. I, Anton Carlos Sandico, Trisha's boyfriend, do hereby promises to accompany her every recess, lunch, and dismissal."
"Thank You very much, Anton. Oh! wait! WHAT?!"
"You heard that right sweetie! Let's go!"
Then he suddenly kissed me in the cheeks, and grabbed my hands real quick. The next thing I know, we were running to the cafeteria. I don't like what he just did, but it seems that I can't do anything.
We're almost the next one to order, when I suddenly heard a familiar voice at my back saying she's not your girlfriend, she's mine.And AGAIN, someone grabbed my hand! I'm already tired of running around like this, and I haven't eaten yet. I realized that we were heading back to that beautiful room, so all along I thought it was Anton who grabbed my hand.
BUT to my surprise.. it was Jin who took my hand. Why did he do that?and was he the one who said those words.. she's not your girlfriend, she's mine.. ? What does that mean?
"You're helpless, hopeless, and useless."
"WHAT?"
"I think you're everything that is less. You can't defend yourself from bullies. And I think you can't even differentiate a bully from a hero. I believe you even fell at Anton's little game. You're gullible!"
"At least that's not something less.. 'cause it's not gullibless!!! And who are you to say such mean words to me!"
"brainless."
It was definitely not Jin who said such words.. she's not your girlfriend, she's mine.. He's the bully! and everything that is less! like HEARTLESS!
I really don't wanna argue anymore, so I just walked out of the classroom, and planned that I won't talk to him ever, or much better, try not see him around AGAIN! While I was walking away, I suddenly heard him talking, and when I stopped and looked towards his direction, he was already near me..
"Your next teacher is Mrs. Ramirez. After the class greetings, she sits down, takes off her glasses, and starts oral lecturing. By then, students do whatever they want because they know that she can't even see them clearly. You are most likely gonna be a mere dot for her, considering how farther at the back your place is. So take this. And later at lunch time, I'll wait for you here."
He handed a bag to me, and he even summoned me to meet him later at lunch. He's really obnoxious!
I was almost late for my class AGAIN! This day is really not going well. I saw an old woman wearing glasses near our classroom. So I assumed that she's Mrs. Ramirez. Luckily, I was able to ran fast and make it inside the classroom before she did. Well, I somehow got some practice twice this recess. My classmates are all very quiet, they thought that it was already Mrs. Ramirez who entered the classroom. That was very awkward!
I was surprised. Everything that Jin told me, is exactly what's happening right now. But.. what am I supposed to do then? Oh yeah! The bag!
When I opened it.. I remembered that I'm hungry. The bag has a can of orange juice, a donut, and an apple. Sounds like pre-school?ha-ha! Wait! he's still bringing his own food at school?could be acceptable for girls, but really unexpected when we're talking about guys. Take note, graduating high-school guys. Interesting.
