CHAPTER 15

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Rinoa and Ariena approached me when they saw me standing in the corridor, gazing down below.

"Hey, how are you?" Rinoa asked as she sidled up beside me. Ariena was with her.

"What kind of question is that?" I retorted, watching the students below, who looked like ants scurrying about.

"I mean, you and Sheldon," she clarified.

"You know we'll never get along. And I haven't talked to him in days," I replied dismissively.

"I heard he went to your house," she said, making me turn to look at her.

"How did you find out?" I asked, and she just shrugged.

"Well, the news has wings," she said cryptically.

I glanced back down below. "Yeah, but I didn't entertain him. It was him and Mommy who talked," I said.

That was the last interaction I had with Sheldon. I didn't know what he was up to now, but it was fine by me if he didn't pay much attention to me. It was better to have fewer people ruining my day.

As I scanned the area with my eyes, I suddenly spotted a guy walking out of the school. He had a bag with him and looked like he was heading home.

"Who's that?" I asked Rinoa as I watched the guy.

"Who? Oh, him? He's the one Sheldon bullied. I've heard he's transferring schools. I didn't know it was today," she replied. So, Sheldon had driven another student out of Fairfield.

"I can't believe he made it this far," I overheard Ariena saying beside Rinoa.

I couldn't help but smirk at Ariena's comment. Sheldon had a knack for causing trouble, and it seemed like he didn't care who he stepped on to get his way. It was no surprise that he had a hand in driving another student away.

"Well, that's Sheldon for you," I remarked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Always leaving a trail of chaos wherever he goes."

Rinoa and Ariena nodded in agreement, their expressions mirroring my disdain for Sheldon's antics. It was frustrating how someone like him could continue to wreak havoc without facing any consequences.

As the three of us watched the departing student disappear from sight, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction. Maybe now that he was gone, things would be a little less chaotic around here. But knowing Sheldon, trouble was never far behind.

Bagsak ang balikat ko habang naglalakad sa hallway. Tamad kong binuksan ang locker at kumuha ng mga gamit nang biglang tumunog ang cell phone ko. Kinuha ko iyon at tiningnan kung sino ang tumatawag.

Yank calling...

I scoffed and rejected it. Wala akong panahon para makipagtalastasan sa kaniya. Marami akong iniisip ngayon. Tumunog na naman ito kaya umirap ako at akmang maglalakad para sana sagutin nang makita ko siya sa likod ko.

Bahagya akong napaatras. "You startled me!" Inis kong sabi sa kaniya.

"Yank?" Nakangisi niyang tanong.

"What are you doing here?" Mataray kong tanong.

Tinanggal niya ang cell phone sa tenga at binaba iyon.

"Nothing, I just miss my sister"

Tumaas ang sulok ng labi ko. "Who said I'm your sister?"

"Come on. You're being cold to me. You're making me upset"

Tinarayan ko lang siya at isinara ang locker. Masamang tingin ang ibinigay ko sa kaniya nang humarap ako.

"Bakit yank ang pangalan ko sa contact?" Nakataas ang kilay niyang tanong.

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