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My Seaweed Prince XV [End]

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My Seaweed Prince XV

 

-Lara-

 

                Argh! What a terrible headache!. Nakasubsob lang ako sa desk ko. It’s Monday morning and I still have a hangover?!.

                “Lara, Lara guess what?!” excited na sabi ni Madz.

                “Don’t! I am not in the mood...” sabi ko habang minamasahe ang sentido.

                Napasimangot si Madz. “Anong nangyari sayo?. Same reaction kayo ng kambal.” Sabay kaming napatingin ni Madz sa kinauupuan nila Kristan and Tristoff – or is it Kristoff and Tristan?. I told you didn’t I?. I have a ‘terrible hangover’. Nakasubsob din ang dalawang ungas sa mga desk nila. “They went into a wild party and had a terrible headache.” Then napalingon ulit sakin si Madz. Her mouth open and close like a goldfish. “Please tell me na nasa bahay ka lang at hindi mo sila kasama.”

                Wow, this girl is a born psychic.

                Will she also suck out my soul?.

                Anyway, kapag may nagtanong sayo na tao na feeling mo nasa 50-50 kang sitwasyon, human’s has the tendency to tell a lie. HA! Like a good student that I am Sherlocks!. “W-wag ka ngang O.A dyan! B-bakit naman ako sasama sa kanila sa isang party?!. Jeez, I hate parties.” I think someone just trying to make a whole at the back of my head. Nararamdaman ko.

                “Devil Danny…” Tristan.

                “What a good liar.” Kristoff.

                “Don’t mind them!” ipinaling ko ang ulo ni Madz pabalik sa akin ng sapilitan. “You have my attention. Don’t waste it.”

                “Ok, so tinanong ko kay Mom ang tinext mo sakin nung Saturday and she said –“ tinakpan ko kaagad ang bibig nya at tumingin tingin sa paligid.

                “Hindi dapat pinag uusapan ang ganiyang  pribadong bagay sa ganitong klase ng lugar.” Bulong ko sa kanya. “Let’s meet at the hideout, Agent Madz.”

                Kumunot ang noo nya sa akin, meaning hindi nya nagegets ang sinasabi ko. I rolled my eyeballs. “Sa likod ng classroom duuuh.” So we get up on our seat at nagpunta sa dulong bahagi ng classroom kung saan may shoe rack na puro books ang nakalagay weird huh?. Really Lara?. How can you called this a ‘hideout place’ if it’s only five steps away from your seat and your classmates are everywhere?. Well people, that’s the tricky part.

                By the way, Madeline’s Mom is a Psychologist, a ‘School psychologist’ to be précised. Hindi ko alam kung saang school but I don’t think I want to know. I just hope na tamang tao ang nilapitan ko para naman matapos na itong madilim na dilemma ko.