Lost Stars

Chapter 6 | Antipatiko

Chapter 6 | Antipatiko

"So say what you wanna say, what you wanna."
-ZAYN, BeFoUr

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Liam's Pov

I've face a lot of opponents that come across our gang, bad blood. Pero what I realized was ang pinaka mahirap na kalaban pala aren't the toughest gangs out there, kundi ang antok. Lalo na kung wala kang tulog, high ka, tapos ang boring pa ng klase, dahil napakag aralan ko na 'to last year. Pupusta ko mga malls ng daddy ko pag, mali ako na mag papa-project agad 'tong teacher namin at ang tawag sa project na 'yun, 'peer support'.

"Mister Breeze!" I snap my eyes open nung ilang segundo akong napa pikit, dahil sa tumawag sa apelyido ko. None other than our teacher sa subject ko ngayon na Personal Development.

"Yes...Miss Alcantara?" Walang gana kong tanong, starring at her blankly.

"Would you mind sitting properly? Wala ka sa bahay, just to remind you." Pag sita niya sa current position ko, which was slouching on my arm chair, at naka salong baba.

"Oh...diba, sabi ang school daw ang pangalawang bahay? Therefore nasa bahay pa din ako and I can slouch, kasi dito ako komportable." Sagot ko, that made my classmates laugh at may isa pang nag sabi ng, "oo nga naman". Napa irap naman ang teacher namin, saka pina tahimik ang klase.

"Anyway class, ibibigay ko na 'yung final project niyo for this quarter that you will pass by the end of the quarter, para hindi hassle sa inyo and sa schedule niyo." Paliwanag ni madam, pausing with a smile na mukhang pilit lang. "Your project will be called peer support"

Told ya.

"I will be pairing you in two pairs, where you will get to know each other, ask about each other's most challenging experience as a youth, current or past problem man 'yan and then you'll tell one another how did you overcome it, and if it's a current problem your going through, your peer support partner will give you advice on how to overcome it. It'll be like a documentary, so you'll be filming it and probably also do some video editing and stuff." Pag papaliwanag niya, pausing to clasp her hands together. "Are we clear?"

And then the class was filled with chattering about the said project. Some are excited about it, some just complain na ang hirap naman daw and some just don't give a damn, like me.

"Okay, so inside this fish bowl," Sabi ni Miss Alcantara, pointing at the fish bowl na naka patong sa desk niya. May laman 'yun na mga maliliit na papel na naka tiklop. "Are numbers. Bubunot kayo, at kung sinong ka-number niyo, he or she will be your partner. Mga nasa first row muna ang bubunot."

Nag tayoan naman ang mga nasa first row, pumila, saka bumunot and then so on. Third row is up, kung saan ako naka upo. Nag tayoan na ang mga ka-row ko, pero na natili lang ako sa pwesto ko, dahilan naman para sitahin ako ni Miss Alcantara. Kaya no choice ako, kundi ang tumayo and bumunot din ng number.

As I made my way pa balik sa upuan ko, binuksan ko na din 'yung naka tupi ng papel, at '8' ang naka lagay doon. Kung sino man 'yung number eight na 'yun, ha! Good luck na lang sa kaniya.

Umupo na ako sa upuan ko, sabay gusot nung kapirasong papel. Habang ang mga kaklase ko, busy sa pag hahanap kung na saan ang ka-partner nila.

"So I'll leave the last twenty minutes of my class to you guys, so you can get to know your partner and plan about the project. Good luck, see you tomorrow." And after that, lumabas na ng klase si Miss Alcantara.

I was about to stand up again to leave the class na busy sa ka-bullshitan, nang may lumapit na lalaki sa akin. Payat, kimpy 'yung buhok at naka salamin. Typical nerd.