This Is Not A Perfect Love Story

"Ito na ng huling break-up story na isusulat ko. Swear!" Sigaw ko sa buong football field ng University. Buti na lang at ako lang ang tao dito at walang masyadong nakarinig ng mga isinigaw ko. Sabay tiklop sa aking kwaderno kung saan ko isinusulat ang aking mga istorya. Yes, I write them on notebooks. Old school, I know right. Pero do'n ako mas komportable at masaya.

Ako si Addison at hilig kong sumulat ng mga istorya na minsan ay hango sa totoong buhay. Break-up story lagi ang tema ng mga isinusulat ko. Bakit? Dahil walang happy ending, those two words are so cliche. Happy endings are not true. They are just mere imagination. At isa pa, lahat ng karanasan ko sa pag-ibig ay hindi maganda. Bitter? Yes, you may call me that, Queen of bitterness, I couldn't careless at all.

Pero hindi pa rin naman ako nawawalan ng pag-asa. Alam kong darating din ang Prince Charming ko. But wait, I don't live in a castle, I ain't no Princess, this isn't a fairytale. This is a real world. Will I really find the perfect guy which will make believe that there's really a happy ending?

My wandering mind suddenly stopped when someone accidentally bumped me while I was walking at the hallway of our University.

A guy--a weird, ragged, looking guy was in front of me. He looked straight into me eyes and he didn't even bothered to say sorry. Rude. And then he just walked away before I even utter a single word.

I won't ever like a guy like him. He's so rude and so weird plus he looks a dopehead because of numerous tattoos covering his body. I bet, he's on drugs. Okay, I'm humiliating and judging him. So what? Ang sama ko, diba? I know right.

His face is not familiar. I don't remember seeing him in any of my class or in any other activities. A new kid, a transferee maybe. And then I just found out that this guy happens to be our new classmate in Biology Class. How did I know? Well, because he's standing beside our Professor now.

"Class, he is Tristan Anderson. Your new classmate." Pagpapakilala ng Prof namin sa kanya. "He's a transferee and this is his first day here. So, please, be good to him." I knew it, he's a new kid. But wait? Be good to him? Hindi ba dapat siya ang maging mabait sa'min?

Ni hindi man lang siya nag wave ng hi o ngumiti sa'min pagkatapos siyang ipakilala ng Prof namin sa buong klase. Bastos talaga. Tss!

"Pwede kana umupo, Tristan." Ani Prof.

"I prefer to be called Thunder." Walang emosyong sabi nito. Wow! Thunder, unique name. At least there's something good in him-- his name.

All of a sudden, bigla na lang siyang dumiretso kung saan ako naka upo. Oh no! He's my new seatmate. Since my old seatmate drop off our Biology Class. Yes, may sariling seating arrangement ang Prof namin na 'to and I hate it. Tinitigan ko siya hanggang sa maka upo siya sa tabi ko at alam kong napansin niya'ko na nakatitig sa kanya.

"What?" Inis na tanong niya sa'kin.

"Don't you remember me?" Baka sakaling mag apologize siya sa'kin pagkatapos niya'kong banggain kanina. And so I'm giving him a chance to change my judgement on him.

Tinitigan niya'kong mabuti na para bang sinusuri ang bawat parte ng mukha ko at kinikilala. Damn! Bakit ba'ko naiilang habang nakatitig siya sa'kin? Bahagya akong napanganga.

"No." Mabilis na sagot niya tsaka niya inalis ang tingin sa'kin. Do'n lang ako parang nataugan sa pagsuri sa kanyang mukha. "Hindi ka gano'n kaganda para maalala ko."