Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction, names, characters, businesess, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictions manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living,or dead or actual events is just a purely coincidental.
This is the first installment of my series called: "Season Series"
｡:ﾟᏊ WHISPER OF SUMMER Ꮚﾟ:｡
(SEASON SERIES Series #1)
Ps: You can read the stories in different order, but for now write and read with me and meet my first babies.
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Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift
"Tell me the tale of the Sun, who cherished the Moon so much that he died each night to allow her to breathe." I silently read the notes.
"Once, there was darkness all over the world. People lived in perpetual night, and it was difficult for them to navigate or carry out their daily activities. The gods decided something had to be done to bring light to the earth."
"The Sun, often depicted as a bright, warm, and fiery being, was tasked with illuminating the day. It would rise in the morning and set in the evening, providing light and heat to the earth. The Sun's presence was seen as a symbol of warmth, energy, and life."
"On the other hand, the Moon, often portrayed as a gentle and cool entity, was assigned to light up the night sky. It would appear after the Sun set, reflecting its borrowed light to guide people during the darkness of the night. The Moon symbolized calmness, tranquility, and the subtle beauty of the night."
"Arouch!"
Nagulat ako sa pagpitik ni Shyra sa noo ko.
"Beh, 9:30 na, malapit na time of enrollment mo. Kanina ka pa nagbabasa diyan," Shyra uttered.
Kanina pa kami dito and while waiting sa time of enrollment namin dito namin nai-isipang tumambay sa library since tahimik and also may aircon, mainit kasi sa labas kahit na matataas ang buildings and may trees. Wala naman talagang gaanong hilig sa libro itong si Shyra, maliban na lang kung for school purposes 'yan. At dahil sobrang init din ng panahon, partida maaga pa nito pero mainit na lalo na kapag tanghali na siguro, buti na lang morning ang enrollment time ng ABM.
Maraming tao dito sa school since open ang enrollment for JHS and SHS but may mga kanya kanyang time para hindi magkagulo.
"Bakit ka nag-ABM?" Shyra asked out of the blue.
Napatingin ako sa kanya dahil do'n.
"Hmm, bukod sa gusto kong yumaman gusto ko din ng CPA title para may maisampal ako sa mga kamag-anak ko sa father side ko," I answered. She laughed, akala naman n'ya nakikipagbiruan ako.
Totoo 'yon. Eversince, elementary ako pangarap ko na talagang maging Accountant, isang pirma lang 50k na daw eh. At feeling ko mas mag-eexcel ako sa course na 'to. My mother wants me to pursue psychology, I also got it interesting because in psychology you will study the mind and behavior in humans and non-humans. But my heart beats accountancy, ito talaga 'yong gusto ko. I love counting numbers- i love counting money.
I head straight to the ABM building to meet my new teacher for the interview when the timer for my enrollment goes off. I did well in the interview; I had no idea there was one before admission to the ABM strand. Fortunately, given the course I want to study in college is related to it, I am aware that this career is what I truly want, therefore I replied with confidence earlier. I immediately went to the registrar after the interview to pay my tuition for the first semester. Since I've been a scholar since grade 7 and have worked hard, I want to apply for a scholarship here at Nueva Ecija Heart of College again. Hopefully, I won't have any trouble getting in.
Same date kami ng enrollment ni Shyra pero mas nauna ako sa kanya ng isang oras kaya ako ang naghihintay sa kanya ngayon dito sa may waiting area malapit sa STEM building. Balita ko kasi may exam silang ittake and interview kaya hindi na ako nagtaka kung bakit s'ya matatagalan.
Every strand yata may exam at interview na kailangang i-take para malaman kung qualified ka sa strand na kukunin mo. But STEM lang yata ang may exam.
It is easy to recognize kung anong building ang papasukan mo kaya hindi ka maliligaw. Every building sa SHS ay may sign ng strand. Magkatapat ang building ng ABM at HUMSS sa gitna nito ang fountain at ang daan patungo sa iba pang strand. Katapat naman ng STEM ang GAS at sa gilid naman ng GAS ay ang TVL/HE.
Maluwang 'tong school, there's somewhat of a hole between Junior High School and Senior High School. Due to the two gigantic notice sheets and Senior High School sign that turned into an obstruction among JHS and SHS. It is likewise simple to perceive in the event that the understudy is jhs or shs in light of the distinctions in the regalia.
I suddenly remember 'yong story nitong school 'to na naikwento sa amin no'ng teacher namin sa Araling Panlipunan. It was tragic story. This land is originally owned by a Filipino/American Soldier named Floyd Scholer Oakden but things happened.
"Azalea Soleil!"
My eyes looked for who called out to me. I quickly saw Shyra coming towards me out of their structure, a couple of individuals were taking a gander at us as a result of her yelling so I stood up right away and got going fixing my things.
"How's the exam?" I asked
"Puros Math tapos Science halos lumabas. A piece of cake," She said proudly.
I smirked.
"Ikaw? Kumusta ABM?" She asked while we were walking.
"Maayos naman, mabait nag-interview sa'kin,"
Shyra and I just discussed our strand and what could be the potential outcomes that could happen this approaching school year until we got to the enlistment center. She likewise referenced that she has a keen interest in one of her future schoolmates.
Having eyes only for somebody can be a thrilling and elating experience. It frequently includes continually contemplating the individual, feeling a fluttery sensation in your stomach when you see or converse with them, and needing to invest more energy with them. Pounds can cause you to feel blissful and confident, as you envision a future together or contemplate the potential outcomes of a heartfelt connection.
Notwithstanding, pulverizes can likewise be joined by sensations of apprehension, self-uncertainty, and even disappointment. It very well may be trying to check whether the other individual talks about your thoughts or then again assuming that they even realize you exist. Overanalyzing their every word and activity can turn out to be intellectually debilitating, prompting a rollercoaster of feelings.
Mixed Emotions and Signals ba.
Habang nagbabayad si Shyra sa registrar umupo muna ako sa waiting area.
"Naiwan ko nga sa room na pinagexaman natin kanina 'yong ballpen ko,"
I heard the three men near me talking. I hoped to see what their identity was. That is the means by which astounded I was the point at which I saw what they resembled. I don't have the foggiest idea how to portray them as a result of their appearance.
Their attractiveness extends beyond only their physical features and includes their seductive charisma and captivating personalities, which greatly appeals to others.
Pero may isa sa kanila ang umagaw ng pansin ko.
He's wearing a white polo and beige sweater vest partnered with beige pants and white shoes. He's also wearing specs.
Shocks!
"Uy, kanina pa kita tinatawag, Azalea," sabi ni Shyra na kinakalabit ako.
"Sorry, tapos ka na ba? Tara na ba?"
Doon lang ako natauhan. Bad Azalea, hindi pwede. Kanina ko pa pala sila tinitignan buti na lang busy silang nagbabardagulan do'n.
"Wait lang. Punta lang akong CR tapos may dadaanan lang ako, hintayin mo na lang ako dito," nagmamadali n'yang sabi.
Naiwan tuloy ulit ako dito. Habang hinihintay s'ya, nag-scroll na muna ako sa social media accounts ko para maabala ang sarili.
Naririnig ko pa rin ang mga lalaki na nagtutulukan at nagbubulungan.
I saw a man approaching my side, nagkunwari tuloy ako busy sa cellphone ko kahit kanina ko pa sila nakikitang nagtutulukan na parang mga estudyanteng nahihiyang magexcuse sa isang klase.
"Hi, can I ask if you have a boy-ballpen?"
Nag-angat ang tingin ko doon sa lalaking nagtatanong sa akin. I was a little taken aback when I saw who asked. He is the one who wearing specs!
"Naiwan kasi namin 'yong ballpen namin do'n sa room namin kanina and there is still a papers we need to be filled. Consequently, could you please let us borrow your additional ballpoint pen? I'll make sure not to run you over." He smiled at me while giving me an assurance na hindi n'ya itatakbo ang ballpen ko. May dimple s'ya.
"Yeah, sure." I handed him my g-tech pen.
Nginitian niya ulit ako bago s'ya bumalik sa mga kaibigan n'yang tinatawanan s'ya. Wala pang five minutes ay bumalik na ito sa akin.
"I told you hindi kita tatakbuhan," He chuckled handling me my pen.
"Thank you, Miss?"
"Azalea Soleil," I answered
"Azzlly Leviticus," He smiled revealing his dimple.
"See you when I see you, Soleil." He said before walking away.
May napansin naman akong maliit na piraso ng papel. Nahulog n'ya yata. May nakasulat dito.
I read the phrase.
"In the gentle breeze of summer, I hear the whispers of dreams coming true."
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