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[John Carlo Dela Cruz]
TIME, i don't care about it.
It must be already time. I must be there at my seat this time.
Nilalakihan ko na ang footsteps ko in order to be at our classroom on time.
I stretched my hand, opening the doorknob.
Girl's whoop nearly made my ears to deafness.
Ingrid—my classmate—came from somewhere hooking her arms on mine.
I looked at Danskie and saw her eyebrows knitted.
She rolled her eyes and looked at the window.
Nakita ko ang galit sa kaniyang mga mata kahit malayo ako sa kaniya.
Ingrid removed her arms when she arrived at her seat, which was infront of me.
Tinignan ko ang pisara, confirming na hindi ako late.
I should make a good impression in school.
Minute or two, our teacher appeared on our classroom.
Tinitignan ko si Danskie na nilalaro ang kaniyang index na pinapaikot sa ibabaw ng mesa.
Tapos bigla siyang matutulala. And back again to playing her finger above her table.
"Sounds interesting right?"
"Yes ma'am"
Pati tuloy ako ay nahahawa sa pagwawalang paki sa mga lessons.
"For your activity, this day, you will compose your own song and sing infront the class tomorrow"
The class really loves this teacher.
My whole observation in this classroom this week, the favorite teacher is this Music teacher.
You can feel naman kasi na may sense of humor siya.
"I want you to work by pair,"
All the girls looked at me like predators who saw their prey.
"Your seatmate will be your pair para hindi na magulo ang seating arrangement niyo"
Kasimbilis ng mood swing kapag may dalaw sila ang pagbabago ng kanilang hitsura.
Their smiles faded, looking at Danskie and rolled their eyes.
I looked at Danskie na lumingon sa kaniyang kanan then to me.
Akala ko papansinin niya ako pero binaling niya ang kanyang atensiyon sa paper na wala namang kasulat-sulat.
Is she trying to ignore me?
For sure, you will not succeed sa pag-iignore mo sa'kin.
"JC, pair tayo. Absent kasi katabi ko eh"
Ingrid turned to me saying those words with a flirty tone.
I felt that Danskie clenched her fist. Sabi ko na eh, she can't make don't care about me.
"I'm sorry, but Danskie is my pair. Look, she's composing our lyrics now"
Ngumiti pa ako habang nakatitig kay Danskie.
"M-me?"
Kunwari pa niyang tanong. Girls are usually like these.
"Yes. Hindi ba?"
Ngumiti na siya sa wakas at inusod nang mas malapit ang upuan niya sa'kin.
I looked at her in her beautiful eyes first.
Halatang wala pa siyang nasusulat o nasisimulan.
"What's your genre?"
She asked me.
I missed her voice.
Sweet na magaspang. Basta. Malalim, but sweet.
I liked it.
"I want to compose a love song"
She pushed her cheek with her index finger looking up.
"Hmn... About what?"
Blanko talaga ang isip niya. Alam ko. Batid ko.
I can read her like an open door.
"Give me the pen"
She gave me her pen.
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