Senior High Series #6: A Tale Of Pens And Pans(A collaboration Series)

CHAPTER 2

                         CHAPTER 2

   After Intramurals, and after everything that happened last night, I just found myself searching about the man’s life. I found out that he is an outstanding culinary student-teacher who strikes in the field of badminton. There’s this info I’ve got that made me have a sudden goosebump, he has a family in Bohol, located in the municipality of Loay, in my supposed to be favorite place. A second year college student, who’s now currently teaching and assisting in Technical-Vocational-Livelihood (TVL) track as an intern.

   I walk into our classroom and a sudden exclaims invited me to go out. It was too loud, and I hate it especially if the attentions were on me.

   I step in as I have realized I don’t have any choice but to enter. Kagabi pa nila ako ginugulo sa group chat namin, blabbering about that Whylle’s post and comment on my feed.

   Some of them were saying I am beyond beautiful for Whylle to notice me real quick. Some of them says they were envious of me. But, my only response to them is, I don’t care what it is all about.

   “Shy, spill the tea! So, ano na? Anong meron?” I just shrugged, not minding there nanlolokong ngiti.

   “In a world of swift spins and graceful strokes,
A girl emerges, table tennis invokes.
With beauty and grace, she takes her place,...”

   “Aray naman!” Banas na banas na hinaplos ni Threisha ang kaniyang ulo ng kaltokan ko siya.

   “Parang sobra ka naman ata, hindi ka natulog? Minemorize mo iyon buong magdamag? Nagseselos ka ata e!” Nanunukso kong pasaring dito.

   She just rolled her eyes, at pabagsak na naupo sa kaniyang silya.

   I thought after that ay matatapos na ang ingay. Ngunit, napasinghap na lamang ako ng mas umingay lalo ang silid.

   “Si sir! Oh my God! Tumingin siya dito! Ackk, tell me what’s going on!” Inis kong inalis ang pang-aalog sa akin ni Samantha at isa-isang pinakatitigan ang mga kaklase kong parang baboy kung tumili.

   The man passed by in our classroom and hindi nakatakas iyon sa mga kaklase ko, lalo na ng huminto ito saglit at may tiningnan sa loob. I won’t say ako iyon lalo pa’t natatabunan ako ng mga kaklase ko dahil sa pandudumog na kanilang ginawa sa’kin pagkapasok ko.

   “Manahimik nga kayo! Nothings happening, besides kung meron man, anong pake ko? You guys know me for real, kaya alam niyong hindi mangyayari ang iniisip niyo.” Nangingiti ko silang tiningnan ng isa-isa itong nagsi-alisan sa aking harapan at walang buhay na naupo sa kanilang mga silya.

   “Let’s just wait until this girl would slap herself by her own words! Huwag kang magsasalita ng patapos babae, masasampal ka lang.” Threisha as Threisha, ipagpipilitan niya talaga ang kaniyang imahenasyon.

   “Stop dreaming on for someones love life, and focus on yours. How’s your collection?” She smiled widely as a short response.

   “So far so good, walang bawas pero may dagdag.” She smirked.

   I sarcastically rolled my eyes on her.

   “Bitch.” I shortly added.

   “Beautiful bitch.” She proudly stated.

   “Zup, how’s intrams?” Naglingonan kaagad ang lahat sa pagpasok ng aming presidente.

   “Kami ata ang dapat na magtanong sa’yo niyan, ano? Masakit?” Napailing na lamang ako sa kalokohan ng aming mga kaklase.