'so-called demurely chasing me'
-8 years ago-
I am a lady. I chase.
They say it's not what lady supposed to act. A mere girl will. Really? Am I?
Is chasing a basis if you're just a girl or a lady? I don't think so. It depends on the maturity.
'Men should be the one chasing women'
I rolled my eyes as they always keep on saying that belief? quote? whatever.
"We're in the 21st Century. All men and women are equal. If a man can do this and that, then a woman can too," I stated.
"Oh! Don't use that reason," Psalm replied.
"Why? Was it prohibited?" I laughed. "Stop using to me your history, Summary."
Bareea sighed "We just can't believe that you will actually do that. The sophisticated, prim and proper Cynwise is chasing."
"You know? I thought wild girls are only to do that," Psalm seconded Bareea.
"Now, you know. Your living proof." I winked at them.
"Why won't you get a boyfriend? Open your heart for others. Maybe you just think you love him but it's just an infatuation? Maybe because he's just the only one you're centering your attention?"
I laughed at Bareea "I won't get one unless if its him. I'm not gonna open my heart for others. Just go straight to your point. You just want me to move on USING someone, not WITH someone because you know it's hard." I smirked as I emphasized the word using and with to show them my point.
I just can't use a person to move on. That's selfishness. Also, I can't say to move on with a person because the only one I want with in moving on is him.
"Do what makes you happy, you demure chaser." Bareea said as a sign of defeat.
"Of course, I will."
Psalm rolled her eyes. "Good, though Triptivo is a harsh guy."
I laughed when Bareaa nodded at Psalm's statement. I really love them.
"Thelonious is a great man."
I saw how Bareea immediately averted her gaze.
"Are you teasing me?" she said mockingly.
"It's like you aren't used at her voice, Reea." Psalm innocently said. She's obviously trying to piss her off.
Bareea suddenly twitched. "I was just trying to obstruct her. Really, Psalm? What a turtle."
"Turtle? Like slow?" Psalm and I were trying to contain our laugh.
Bareea growled. "Both of you," she pointed us. She suddenly covered her face and hit her head at the table. "I am trying to move on."
I cleared my throat and Psalm, too. A sign that we were both guilty.
"And you should too, Cyn." Psalm pointed at me. "Triptivo is always been harsh to you even if you were surrounded by the crowd or not."
I looked at her with wide eyes. "Y-You! Your defensive stance was so offensive to me. That was unfair!"
Psalm laughed at me.
"You took so personal!" I told grunted.
Our conversation went on. Amidst of it, the bell rang. We need to separate our path. Im a law lady, Psalm is damsel of history while Bareea woman of literary.
We bid our goodbyes and then take on our paths.
I was on my way on our building when I saw him. Triptivo Lopez. He's the man I chase for his love. Actually, he's in on my circle of friends but he always acted like we're just an acquaintant.
I stopped and waved my hand at him as he gets nearer. He nodded. Great! He responded.
I was about to come near him when he immediately turn to left and walked away. He knew what I was about to do.
A melancholic feeling dawned on me. I sighed. I went to the room and sat down.
Our room was filled with chitchats. My classmates were busy with their own world. While me, I was busy scolding and cheering up myself.
Minutes had passed when our professor entered. Somehow, it's like magical. Silenced enveloped us, instantly.
"Good morning," our professor greeted as she entered the classroom. She looked at us while shuffling the index cards where our names were written. "Pascual, Dori"
Dori stood up. "Miss?"
"Suppose the X who has long obscured desire to oh-so sexy Y. He raped her until his lust was fulfilled in a total darkness without any witness. After raping her, he further brutally killed Y. Can X be held guilty in the absence of an eye witness?" our professor fiercely asked.
"Yes, Miss" she confidently answered.
"How?"
"Fingerprints, Miss"
"Aside from fingerprints, Miss Isidro?"
Mildred Isidro hesitantly stood up. "Uhm-genetic materials?" she looks indeed nervous. I can't blame her though. Our professor right is one of the most terror professor in our university.
She raised her brow, "Are you asking me, Miss Isidro?"
"Genetic Materials, Miss"
"Specifically?"
"Uhm-pubic hair"
Our prof nodded and told my classmate to sit down.
"Miss Torres," I stood up. "A man got shot by 16 times in the head and this case went to the Regional Trial Court. The judge who will handle the case witnesses by the crime executed. Does it mean that the judge will automatically convicted the man with murder without the need of presenting evidence?"
"No, Miss." I confidently answered.
"Justify"
"A witness and other evidence is necessary for the due process."
She motioned me to sit down. And so I did. One and half hour of discussion,she dismissed the class.
I fixed my things and was about to go out when someone went in our classroom.
"Good morning everyone. Where's Miss Torres?" my classmates pointed me. Triptivo looked at me. "Professor De Castro wants to talk to you.She's in the faculty room right now," then he went out.
I bit my lips. Am I this ignorant? I felt thrilled when he called me Ms. Torres. My heart was pounding so fast while he's looking at me.
"Hey!" I cheerfully followed him.
He looked at me like he's observing me thoroughly. A fleeting silenced then passed before he responds a nod. He's always like this. It's like he doesn't want talking to me. Uh-I think it's not just 'like', he definitely doesn't want to talk to me.
"Do you know why I am being called by Professor De Castro?" he shook his head.
"Have you eaten already?" He nodded.
"Going to your class?" He looked at me with his dull eyes and nodded.
Well, that was an obvious question. I don't know what topic I could open so he would talk. For him, as much as possible, if he could answer a question without speaking, he would.
"I heard you and Elaiza broke up." I was not prepared so I had no choice but to open up with that topic so he would talk.
"Then?" Triptivo said not looking at me. He acted like its not a big thing. I guess he's just concealing his own feelings. Uh, poor Tivo! If he'll just try hitting on me, I guess he'll not be broke like that. On the record anyway, he responded!
"I know you have so many friends but you can spill to me. I can give you advices," I genuinely smiled.
"Gotta comfort me?" he stopped walking and so did I. We looked at each other. I hesitantly nodded. I am so nervous. A big-freakin'-time. My heart is pounding and I can feel the coldness of my body. I am always like this when it comes to him. Well, I always maintain my posture just to cover up the thrilled or any feeling I felt because of him.
"I don't think so," he retorted that made my forehead creased.
I waved both of my hands in front. "No. No. I ca--"
"You'll not gonna comfort me. You'll just take advantage with the situation and flirt me. So, just let me be." he directly cut me and walked away, leaving me astounded.
My lips parted at what he have said, "That was a bit offensive," a bitter smile drawn in my lips.
There's a bit chest pain but I can manage. I think I pressed the wrong button.
I am used that he's a frank man but I couldn't help feeling astounded, amazed and offended at the same time.
I looked around and saw everybody gossips as they witness what happen. Well, my feelings for Triptivo isn't a secret so I think almost all know that I chase that man. I composed myself and continue walking like nothing happen. I was used to that anyway.
As a matter of fact, he's right so I must not got offended. I will definitely endorse myself aside from comforting him. It's fine. I'm okay. It's okay because there is someday.
Someday, his eyes will just focus on me.
Someday, he will walk with me, no matter what.
Someday, he will be broke because of me.
Someday, he will be happy because of me.
Someday, he will love me.
I can wait for that someday. But for now, I need to take moves for that someday.
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