"*don't call me that*" I hissed at him. Naman e! Umupo ako nang diretso. "No, SIR. I'm pefectly fine." Sabi ko sabay irap.
"Well, them. Introduce yourselves. One by one." Sabi nya habang pabalik dun sa may table nya. "From you." Sabi nya at tinuro ako.
"ME?" Gulat ko namang tanong.
"Yes, you."
Kainis! Gumaganti ha? Pero dahil ayoko namang magkarecord dahil first day na first day.
So wala akong choice. Tumayo ako. "Uhh.. Frances here. 17. I play violin. Only child." After ko un sabihin umupo na ako. There's nothing to tell HIM about. Kilala naman nya ako.
"I have few questions for you, Miss Nikki." Shit ka Ji! Malalagot talaga to. >___>
"My name is FRANCES, sir. Not, NIKKI."
"Your name is FRANCES ANGELINE NICOLE, right?"
"Yes, SIR." Badtrip talaga to e! Isusumbong ko 'to kay Tita Marie!
"And I want to call you NIKKI."
"I object, SIR."
"Why?"
"A childhood friend of mine used to call me that.. And he's a jerk." Ha. Take that.Nakita kong nag-iba ung expression nya pero napalitan din nang amusement. Narinig ko namang tumawa si Jazz.
"Why do you hate that childhood friend of yours that much?"
Kainis ha! Buti nalang ako si Jazz si Ian at sya lang ang nakakarelate dito. KAINIS!
"It's none of your business sir." Sabi ko at umupo na. BADTRIP TALAGA.
"Next."
*Ang gwapo!*
*Oonga kaso mukhang suplado.*
*Tame the badboys nga diba?*
*Banaman, gerla. Sabi ko suplado. Hindi barumbado.*
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