"Ano p'wede na?"
I've been asking him that question, many times already. And you know what I got in return?
"Two more minutes, dapat pang red carpet ang dating natin!"
Kita mo? Ungas ba 'to, "Eh, may red carpet naman talaga ah!"
"Look, Supremo, red carpet thingy, ay mala VIP entrance tayo. Iss! 'Wag mo naman masyadong ipahalatang first time mo 'to!" He joked, it doesn’t sounds like one though.
Tsk! Hindi pa ba kami VIP sa lagay na 'to? For Pete's sake! I'm the President and he's my VP.
I was about to knock his shits down, When the emcee announce his shit's name.
"Let's all welcome, our student council Vice President, Mr. Lahari Frondo."
"I’ll go first, Supremo, just walk cool later. Okay?" He said. Taking some side steps, to the mid floor behind the closed door, and then it opened. And there he goes. Walking his shit out!
Tsk!
Two more minutes, two more minutes! Fuck those two minutes! He made me wait for exactly twenty minutes. And I, Haunt Mallory hate waiting!
"Around of applause, to our very own Supreme President," hindi pa bukas ang pinto, but I can now clearly hear their overwhelming applauses. The door opened as the emcee finally dropped my name.
"Mr. Haunt Daven Mallory."
Yea, that's actually my real name. But, I prefer Haunt Mallory, just Haunt Mallory!
Students wearing, expensive evening gowns and suits include costly make-ups, with shinning fucking shimmering golds. They're really are born with a silver spoons, foods served on a silver platters.
Even those, gifted geniuses, ay hindi nagpatalo. S’yempre naman, scholarships includes, super-extra allowances, sagot ng school lahat ng kanilang mga expenses.
Pagkarating ko sa unahan, kung saan nakatayo ang buong students council, handang salubungin ako. I shook hands to all of them. And that 'them', well, includes Frondo.
"We presents to you, 2019's Student Council." Says by the emcee, “To, formally open this evening celebrations. We would like to call our President, Mr. Mallory, to please come up of the stage and do the opening remarks."
The fuck!
I glared at Frondo, the moron just grin at me, fuck! He didn't tell me na may ganito palang part ang celebration na 'to!
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me that there's this kind of shit?" I furiously uttered, between gritted teeth. Ilang beses ko itong siniko ng palihim, at minura sa isipan.
"I just wanted you to speak from the heart dude. Make my heart melt, Supremo!" He replied, flashing me his eyelashes.
Maybe a single nose tape isn't enough yet. Don't worry dude! I'll do the favor later!
"Mr. President?" Tawag muli ng emcee.
Speaking in front of so many people isn't really my thing. Aside from I'm not sociable, getting so much attention for me, is as scary as fuck!
All eyes were now on me, nakatayo parin ang mga ito. I glanced at Frondo, a sudden silliness crossed my mind.
"Thank you for the overwhelming salutations, as much as I wanted to extend my gratitude to each and every one of you, for the undying supports that you've given us. Mr. Lahari Frondo, our very own Vice President has constantly been harassing me these past hours," I gazed at him and now, confusions written all over his face.

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