Freeing Miss President

Chapter 4

"Miss Maurer will keep an eye on you, Mister Conjuanco. That's final."

Sambit ni Dean kaya hindi nalang ako umimik pero ewan ko nalang dito sa isa. Parang gusto niyang suwayin ang Dean pero tinitikom niya ang bibig niya at pumipikit.

Naunang lumabas ang Dean bago kami pinalabas ni Mister Yap. Yung tanong ni Mister Yap ang paulit ulit na pumapasok sa isip ko.

What course will I really take?

"Ang swerte ko naman at ang Presidente pa talaga ang mag babantay sakin."

Napatingin ako kay Terrence. He's wearing his goofy smile with both of his hands on his pockets. He looks so... carefree.

Hindi ako sumagot sa kaniya. Tumalikod na ako at nagsimula ng naglakad papunta sa classroom, "I'll check on your room every subject to know if papasok ka."

I really don't know what to react on this set up. I don't know how will this work. We are not even classmates so I don't really understand how I can guard or guide him.

Maybe I'll just check on him to know if papasok siya and help him with his assignments and all? I don't know.

Pag pasok ko sa room ay tinanguan lang ako ng teacher bago nag proceed sa pagsasalita. First day of classes so it's just some information on what to expect with the class, election of officers and schedules.

Mayamaya pa ay may kumatok na naman sa pinto ng room namin. Pinuntahan yun ng teacher namin at natahimik ang lahat ng makita ang Dean.

He always have this intimidating aura even at our house back then. I can't blame the students if they feel uncomfortable with Dean's presence.

I sighed and played with my fingers. I never called him Lolo ever since it happened at hindi na rin siya pumupunta sa bahay simula nun.

It felt like what happened made a huge gap between the two of us.

"Good morning, Grade 12 STEM-A! How's first day going on so far?" he asked, trying to be jolly but he's deep voice didn't cooperate.

Sumagot ang iba pero nanatili lang akong tahimik, nakikinig.

"I went here to personally inform you that I will be transferring one student here," may tinawag siya sa labas at nag singhapan ang lahat ng makita si Terrence.

"Terrence Conjuanco will be your classmate until you graduate. Please take care of him well. I'll be expecting progress especially from you Miss Maurer."

Nagulat ako ng nasali ako sa usapan pero hindi ko pinahalata at tumango lang.

So this is how. Magiging kaklase namin si Terrence para mabantayan ko siya. Buti at di niya naisip na ako ang ilipat sa section nila Terrence.

Nakangisi si Terrence at kumaway, "Hi! Kilala niyo na ako kaya uupo na ako ha? Hehe."

Narinig ko ang reklamo ng mga iba kong babaeng classmates at may iilan din na natuwa.

"Kahit siguro ako pag tripan ni Terrence willing ako. Ang gwapo niya talaga!"

Terrence is indeed handsome. With his jet-black hair, long lashes, dark for eyes, perfectly sculpted nose and pinkish lips? Anyone would fall for him but not me.

I prefer substance over physical appearance and obviously Terrence don't have any good substance in him. Why am I even thinking about this?

Napatingin ako sa labas at naapayos ng upo ng makita ang isang ibon at gumagawa ng nest.

I smiled.

"Hi, Presidente Ave."

Nawala ang ngiti ko at napatingin sa nagsalita sa likod ko. It's none other than Terrence with his goofy smile. Siya ang nakaupo sa bakanteng upuan sa likod ko.

Tinignan niya ang tinitignan ko kanina. "Oh.. mahilig ka pala sa ibon, Presidente?"

Hindi ko siya sinagot. Naiinis ako sa kaniya sa di ko malamang dahilan. Hindi ba siya nabobother na nilipat siya ng section? Well, to think of it eh baka mas maganda ito para sa kaniya dahil maraming nagkaka-crush sa kaniya dito at matutulungan siya sa assignments.

So, I just need to keep an eye on him and make sure na wala siyang magagawang kalokohan.

Pag dating sa bahay ay sinalubong ako ng katahimikan.

Palagi naman.

It is a two storey modern house but it screams loneliness.. I think? Minsan nga ay naririnig ko yung ibang nadadaan sa bahay namin na mga kaedad ko lang at sinasabing ang ganda sana ng bahay pero parang walang tao. Then they would be startled seeing me at mag uunahan sa pag takbo.

Do I look like a ghost to them?

I may be white but my hair is a bit curly. Did they even see a ghost with a curly hair? If they did ako ay hindi pa.

Living alone in this house is too big for me. I also don't have a maid here dahil ako lang naman mag isa at kaya ko naman.

Kusina, sala, kwarto ko at ang garden lang ang pinupuntahan kong parte ng bahay na 'to. Living here is too painful for me but mas masakit kong iiwan ko ito...

Ito nalang ang natitirang alaala nila sakin...