Memories in the Roads (Street Series #3)

Prologue

Memories in the Roads: Prologue

"Ryu, kailan ang road trip?" Gabriel, one of my classmates asked while I am organizing my things.

"Ha? I don't know. You should ask, Isaah. Siya ang nagplano non, hindi ba?" sagot ko at nang nailagay ang mga gamit sa bag ay suminghap ako at kinuha ang tumbler.

I am now on my last week in eight grade and I can say that I enjoyed my journey and I've learned a lot in this school year not because I need to learn, it's because I want to learn. I want to thrive, not just to survive.

That is me.

I know I am too young but I know the definition of hardworks and competence and I want to apply it in every step of my life. I rely on myself, I don't want to be a burden to everyone. And there's a one word that I would like to achieve someday...

Success.

"Next week, will be your final exams and then finally, your vacation!" our teacher announced before she left our classroom.

Naghiyawan ang mga kaklase ko at ngumisi lang ako. I am not that hyper or chaotic, that's not my personality. I just want people to give me a privacy and I want them to respect my silence or else, I would throw a fit to them.

Don't me. I don't give a shit. As I always saying.

Isinukbit ko na ang knapsack sa likod ko at inayos na ang medyo nagusot na uniform. I sighed and I surveyed our classroom.

"Mamimiss mo ito, no?" si Gab nang mapansin ang ginagawa ko.

"No..."

"Then, why are you looking around?" he added.

I just flash a smile to him then I tapped his shoulder before I left him. Sumunod naman siya sa akin palabas ng classroom namin.

I was looking around in our classroom because I want the memories to flowed on my mind. A memories that we made in every corner of that air-condition room. I don't know the specific reason but I love saving memories.

Dahil sa tingin ko, ang mga alaala ay isang parte na bumubuhay sa tao. We all have memories and we keep it. But some memories are meant to be forgotten like a tragic, sorrow, grief, trauma, and horrible memories.

And we keep all the good memories because it makes us happy. When you're down, you just need to reminisce happy memories and everything will be light and alright.

"Ryu!" our driver waved at me.

Ngumiti ako at nagpaalam na kay Gabriel at sa mga ilan kong kaklase na sumabay sa akin palabas sa school. Sinundo na rin naman sila ng mga driver nila.

"Akin na ang bag mo---"

"Ako na po. Kaya ko naman po," I smiled at him. Hindi siya ang usually na sumusundo sa akin. Pero kung si Kuya Edgar ay hahayaan nalang ako na sumakay dahil alam niyang hindi ko gusto ang pinagsisilbihan.

Bubuksan niya na rin ang pinto ng sasakyan pero inunahan ko na siya.

"Ako na rin po!" agap ko.

Napakamot siya sa batok pero sa huli ay ngumiti at nagpunta na sa driver seat at nagmaneho na.

"Where are we going, Kuya?" I asked when I noticed the he's going to a wrong way.

"Ang sabi ni Madam Carmencita ay dumiretso daw sa resort dahil may birthday lunch daw po," he answered politely.

"Dapat umuwi muna tayo kahit saglit lang, para makapagpalit ako ng damit---"

"Hindi na daw po kailangan sabi ni Madam, doon ka nalang daw magbihis," putol niya.