DECEPTIONAL BEAUTY

It's midnight. The moon never look this freaking beautiful and mesmerizing in Aubrey's eyes. But she's got no chance to watch and admire the moon because she have her eyes closed. And Hunter continued kissing her with anticipation. He claims her mouth as if tomorrow's sun will not shine. The pull is strong. Very, very strong to ignore. Hunter never left her mouth. From gentle and passionate, his kiss becomes hard, wild, eager and hot. He explore and enjoy the taste of her lips, the softness of her tongue against him. It was heavenly, though Hunter doesn't believe in heaven or hell. He circles his tongue around hers, push it deep and pull it back to its place. "You have no idea how much I want this..." Hunter whispers in her ear ever so husky. It's seductive and it's affecting her. Her flesh are shaking in excitement. She have never felt that ever before. Or yes she did, but that was only because of her fiction-princes that only exist in her collection of novels. "You are mine, Aubrey. You understand?" Hunter remarked authoritatively, just like an alpha male that he is. He bury his nose on Aubrey's hair, smells her heavenly scent and continue kissing her on her throat, down to her neck. "Do you understand?" he repeated now a little angry because she's not answering. His possessiveness strikes again but that only made her tummy clench deliciously. "Yes, Alpha," Aubrey breath. "Hmmn... I like it when you call me that. Your submission pleases me, I so like it." he whispers in between his trail kisses down... down to the showing flesh of her full chest. "Mine," he claimed while staring at her breas-- The bell echoed on every corner of the cafeteria kaya natigil ako sa pagbabasa ng paborito kong nobela. The title is "The Other Half" Students who have a 1:00 P.M classes started getting up from their chairs, picking up their bags and their other stuffs like laptop or papers. Once everyone are ready, sabay-sabay silang lumakad, probably going to their class. Sighing, I closed my book and stuffed it inside my back bag na ang brand ay "Apparatus Outdoors". Yes, that's the brand of my bag. Mga katapatan ng "Transport". Mga bag ng mahihirap. At least that's how my schoolmates calls it. For the last time, I sip on my cokefloat before abandoning it on the table. Puro yelo na lang kasi ang natira. With my ever so big body, I walk alone in the path leading me to the exit of the cafeteria. As I walk along the hallway, naririnig ko ang mga mahihinang hagikhikan ng mga ka-schoolmate ko. I already knew what they're laughing about. They're making fun of my body dahil sa abnormal kong katabaan. Despite of their tormenting laughters, naglakad parin ako ng may taas noo until I reached the classroom for my "Life and Works of Rizal" minor subject. I look at my classmates. There are groups of boys, girls, meron din namang combination of both girls and boys. Each of the member of their squad are sitting next to each other's chair. "Hi, Zef!" Reena was the only one who greeted me. "Hello, Reena." "Natapos ko na yung hiniram kong libro sayo. Grabe ang ganda nun. Ibabalik ko na dapat kaso naiwan ko na naman sa bahay." Reena is the classroom friendly in my opinion. She have her own squad but she's still friendly and open for a wider friendship. "Okay lang, Reena. Bukas na lang." Reena brightens up. "Okay, sige. Thank you!" After her small interaction with me, bumalik na sya sa upuan nya at nakipag-usap na ulit sa mga kaibigan nya. Walang proper na seating arrangement kaya kanya-kanyang pili kami ng mauupuan. There are professors who still nurture the concept of seating arrangements pero may teachers din naman na naniniwalang college students are matured enough to organize ourselves and the classroom kaya hinahayaan na lang nila na kami ang mamili ng spots namin. I sat down at the corner of the left rows ng mga upuan. Dun sa mejo kakaunti ang classmates ko. I got used to seperate myself from others. Ewan. Sinubukan ko naman na sumama sa tropa na meron ngayon sa section namin. I tried my hardest to get along with them but I always feel outcasted. Hanggang sa napagod na ako makisali sa tropahan nila and decided to survive on my own. Ten minutes after 1:04 P.M, dumating si Sir Kiko. He's holding his box of whiteboard markers and moutain of papers. "Good afternoon, class." He greeted. Sa halos limang bwan naming teacher si sir Kiko, nasanay na kaming hindi magrespond kay sir every time he greets us. Hindi kasi traditional teacher si sir na kailangan pang batiin sya ng klase. He would rather start the lesson directly imbes na makipag bolahan sa aming mga estudyante nya. Sana lang isa kami sa section na mag evaluate sa kanya para naman masabi ko lahat ng opinion ko about his efficiency in teaching. Kumuha si sir Kiko ng whiteboard marker and he started writing on the board. When he's done writing, he faces us. "Pwede nyong isulat or pwede namang picture na lang. This will be your schedule for the next two remaining weeks." He stated habang itinuturo angmga dates na sinulat sa board. I grabbed my LAWOR notebook and write down what was written in front of us. "Today, December 5, and next meeting, December 12, puro review lang tayo and recap sa naging topics from the very beginning hanggang sa huling discussion. December 19 is your midterm examination at hindi ko pa alam kung sinong bantay nyo..." Sir Kiko continue his mantra pero hindi ko masyado naintindihan kasi nawala sa kanya ang focus ko. A seat mate win my attention dahil pi-picturan daw nya mga notes ko. I handed it over and binalik naman agad. For the entire four hours of class, naglalaro lang kami to exercise our brain. Pass the message ang game at isang representative ng bawat limang grupo ang magsusulat sa board ng sagot. Because I can't run fast, ako na lang ang bumabasa ng tanong. Pag-alam ko ang sagot ay sagot na lang pinapasa ko. That's how we win the game. "Gumaya kasi kayo kay Zefania! Hindi lang katawan ang mataba pati utak!" Banat ng kagrupo kong lalaki which made the whole class flare-up with loud laughter. His joke hurt me pero nakitawa na lang ako para hindi masira ang celebration. After few more minutes, sir Kiko dismissed us. May isa pa kaming klase and that'll be Art Appreciation. Lahat ng subject namin for the first semester are all minor subject. Sa second sem naman ang lahat ng major. Meaning, mag-iiba ang mga kaklase ko next sem dahil black section kami ngayon. May mga kasama akong Educ, may mga Engineering, Mass Communication at ibang courses. Next semester, puro College of Accountancy na ang mga magiging kasection ko for our major subs. I think that way of teaching is wise. Kasi diba, less hassle yun sa mga teachers? Lalo na't paulit-ulit lang ituturo ang mga minor and major subs na hawak nila sa maraming sections. Three hours ang Art Appreciation namin kaya 7:00 o'clock na kami ng gabi nagsiuwian. At the gate of our university, I watch all the kids gather around to bid goodbyes to each other. Girls are kissing each other's cheeks, boys are tapping each other's shoulder. At ako, after envying their normal teenage lives, lumakad na ako papunta sa highway para sumakay ng jeep or bus papuntang sa amin. We're located in Cavite. Mejo malayo sa kabihasnan ng Maynila. And this part of Cavite where we all live, I think balance ang City and Province ambiance. My university is within a subdivision kaya maraming street at magagandang bahay na madadaanan papuntang highway. May mga streetlights naman kaya hindi ako natatakot maglakad mag-isa. Besides, may mga ibang naglalakad din naman. The case is hindi ko sila kasabay. Sa isang bahay na two-way mirror ang ilang parts ng wall, napahinto ako. I look at my reflection. I look at the girl staring back at me. Napakataba ko... In my entire 19 years of living, I'd been like this. It was as if I was born to have this body until my last breath. "Excuse po." Napatingin ako sa likod and realized na may dadaan palang bata. "Ay, sorry." I move aside and let him thru. I took a deep breath and compose myself. Nagpatuloy ako sa paglakad hanggang sa marating ko ang highway at makasakay sa bus going back home.