The Missing Piece Of Me

Chapter 1

Time to think about everything again-my life, my future, my religion, my self, my family, my friends, the person I'm becoming and the person I was.

When someone's born,
he/she loses a chance to bring the best out of something. Pft.

Hello cold world
kausap ko sa sarili habang tahimik na nakikinig sa isa sa mga kanta ng Paramore.

I am Jessica Margarett Galanza.
A typical teen who wants a life outside my comfort zone.
A teen like every other teens out there.

How does it feel to be normal? To be like anybody else. To be sure. Sagot lang yata sa exams ang sigurado akong masasagot nang tama pero pagdating sa real life fck it. No comment.
tanong ko kay Bimbo. My imaginary friend.

I am always used being on top of my class, they say. We're here somewhere in Laguna. We transferred after I got better. Medyo clueless pa ako kung bakit kami umalis sa Cebu eh maganda naman ang buhay namin doon pero I did not mind because I am with my mom and dad and for me that's just enough.

Bimbo! Sumagot ka kaya :(
Mukha na akong baliw eh.

Bimbo!  I am now on my last year of being a high school kiddo.

My new environment was accommodating us really well kaya in no time, nag-enjoy na rin ako at nasanay na sa ganitong set up.

I continued keeping track of my studies, journalism and siyempre,  volleyball. Everything went well except for the fact that my parents are really strict when it comes to my friends at sa mga late kong pag uwi because of projects and trainings.

Margarett
tawag ni papa sa labas ng kwarto ko.

Agad akong bumangon para pagbuksan siya ng pinto dahil I'm used to locking my door.

Yes, Pa?
tanong ko sa kaniya habang tinatanggal ang headphones.

Where's your card? Nag release na diba?
tanong niya sa akin. He inspected me like a rotten vegetable. I hate the feeling.

Will be delayed, Pa. May maling input po kasi. I'll tell you the details tomorrow.
I answered politely.

Make sure to maintain your grades. Don nakabase kung pag-aaralin ka namin sa Manila.
he stressed

Pa... gusto ko po sanang itry sa Adamson. Tryouts po for vball.
I'm hesitant but I grabbed the opportunity for its the only way to get out of the suffocating castle I'm into.

Get high grades at wala tayong pag-uusapan.
he tapped my back and left without even smiling.

Sure, grades. Fcking grades.
I whispered in the air as soon as he walked away.

Bumalik na ako sa kama para kausapin si Bimbo dahil siya lang naman ang may sense na kausap kahit hindi siya sumasagot.

Grades matter a lot, Bimbo. It matters a lot to, Papa. Hays. But it's okay, at least my grades will take me outta here.

I rolled over my bed and reached for my phone to waste my not-so-precious time.

"Hey Dad, look at me.
Think back and talk to me.
Did I grow up  according to planned?"

I posted on Twitter as soon as the song played on my head.

"Hey Dad, look at me.
Think back and talk to me.
Did I grow up  according to planned?"
domingo: aww same issue besh? Lemme give u a hug.

She replied.

Celine Domingo.

A volleyball player from UE but then transferred to FEU because of pressure.

Domingo sent a pm.

Kwento,  be.

Same old story.

Tiis ka lang. Malapit na ang graduation. I'm sure that you can pass the tryouts. Subukan mo na kasi sa FEU eh. Backer moko.

You know me, I don't want exposure that much so I'll go with Adamson. Besides, I can visit you.

If that's what u want, sis. Basta I'm here, okay? You can rant on me. I got u.

Thank u 💙

I got up and fixed my self, may training pa kami mamaya kaya kailangan kong magpa-kondisyon.

Months passed by fast.

I had enough of the orders of dad.

I graduated as the top 1 in our school, I also passed the tryouts in Adamson.

Everything is according to planned.

May nangyari ring maganda sa buhay na 'to
I told myself.

Let's face college.