Stacey Suarez
TUMAYO AKO nang marinig ang pangalan ko na tawagin ni Prof Melbar. I saw how Maaya looked at me, watching me walk toward our professor’s table. She seems confused but she just shrugged her shoulders and smiled at me.
“Mataas ang nakuha mo, Miss Suarez. Very good,” seryoso at tipid itong ngumiti nang sabihin yun.
I took the paper to him and didn’t respond with any words. I read Ericka’s message the moment I woke up in the morning. I don’t have any idea how she does that. Basta hindi na siya nagpaliwanag pa.
“Mabuti at sumagot ka, sa wakas ay may ilalagay na rin ako sa performance mo kahit papaano,” Prof Melbar said jokingly but I know that he wants to point out something.
“Thanks!” I uttered and go back to my seat.
Tinitigan ko ang papel ko, may pagkakapareho ang sulat n
