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"I feel nauseous already!"
SIGAW ni Sendra pagkatapos niyang inisang sipsip ang soda bottle at saka nanakbo pabalik sa aming line-up.
She's about to throw up. It's the third round, which means she's already had three full bottles of coke. And we still have good two minutes to finish as many bottles as we can.
"We'll go hydrate later, just be brave!" sigaw pabalik ni Alyn bago tinulak si Jade, ang isa pa naming miyembro na nakasunod sa pila.
Sa lahat ng existing clubs sa St. Anne Institute, ang club na yata namin ang may pinaka kaunting miyembro. Well, because it's exclusively for those people who can understand us only. We're all greek to other people anyways; we, in our inner circle, are the only people we can rely on.Sadly, we're only six members in all. Me, Sendra, Jade, Ferdie, Lussi, and Alyn. But it's an okay number para maiwasang ipatanggal ang club namin. Kapag bumaba kasi sa five ang members, it's a bye-bye club na. Anyways, so we're only six here. But thanks to the Cunt last night at nadagdagan na kami ng isa. Also, seven is a lucky number. I can feel that we can win this game.
Though, other groups must be in rage with us. Especially, those female presidents who are so insecure with me. If I know, they're just jealous the attention's all mine. Siguro ay naimpluwensiyahan ni Wynona. Kahit kailan ay napaka insekyora niya. Well, other than they finally learned that I established this club, they also learned that I have the least members and they had to adjust and pick out just the best seven of their members in every game, instead of ten. If any, nasa advantage pa nga sila, becausse they get to choose their best members, 'e ako all-in na. Bakit pa sila magagalit?
"Run!" nagulat ako nang biglang may boses na sumigaw sa aking tainga dahilan para bigla akong bumalik sa katotohanan. Agad kong sinamaan ng tingin si Max dahil sa pagsigaw niya sa tainga ko, pero agad niya lang akong tinulak upang makatakbo na.
Wala na akong nagawa kundi ang tumakbo papunta sa bangko sa kabilang dako ng gymnasium kung saan nakatungtong ang isang bote ng fresh na soda.
Oh, God. I might throw up as well.It will be my fourth bottle!
As I was running, my attention was suddenly caught by the real b***h's aura. She was so fast.
Wynona.
God, I so much hate her.
That brat.
I ran so fast to get to the soda bottle and all I can think of is the need to finish it before her. I can't make her win. That asshat, sick b***h dog.
I took in a large gulp until I finished the bottle, natapon pa nga ang iba pababa sa sandong suot ko. Unintentionally.
But I finished it before her, and so I ran back to my line-up.
Bago pa man ako makabalik sa mismong pila ay nagulat akong biglang hinubad ni Max ang suot niyang t-shirt tapos ay sumalubong siya sa akin.
No.
God, no.
Madidisqualify kami kapag sinalubong niya ako!
I had to run back there before he came out of the line, that prick!
I sacrificed drinking that soda even though itinatanggi na ng katawan ko, and ididisqualify niya lang ang group namin? Dang, no!
But, I guess I'm not that fast. He got to me in the middle of my run and threw his shirt at me.
As soon as it landed on my chest to cover my soaked tank top, the ring for disqualification rang up.
My mind went blank as I looked back to see the facilitators, eyes wary on us, pero agad na nahagip ng mga mata ko ang pinaka insecure sa akin sa lahat. Si Wynona, na naka smirk pa sa akin habang nananakbo na pabalik.
Napapikit na lang ako ng aking mga mata.
God, I so much hate her!
Magbabayad ka, Max!
"Greek Society, disqualified!" narinig kong announcement ng isa sa mga facilitators na babae over the microphone.
Napahinga na lamang ako ng malalim bago bumalik na sa line-up namin.
"What did you do?!" iritang sigaw ko kay Max nang makaabot ako sa kanilang anim na mga nakapabilog na at pinag-uusapan ang nangyari.
Lahat sila ay may kunot ng noo habang nakikinig sa paliwanag ni Max sa kanila.
"Bleachers, please." monotonous na untag ng isa pang facilitator na lumapit na sa amin.
Napailing na lang ako bago sila ni-lead patungo sa puwesto namin.
"I can't believe na nagpatalo ka." naiiritang sambit ko kay Max nang makaupo na kami sa pwesto namin sa bleachers.
"Para pagpiyestahan nila yang dibdib mong bakat na naman?" tila parang nayamot na niyang sagot sa akin. Tila bumalik ang aura niya noon sa insidenteng nangyari noong una kaming nagkita.
Same blazing eyes.
Na para bang lalamunin ako ng apoy sa mga mata niya.
Is he mad at me?
What did I even do wrong?
Siya nga itong nagpadisqualify sa amin 'e! Anong pinuputok ng bucchi niya?!
"I wore n****e tapes, wala silang makikita! Only the shape!" kunot-noo kong depensa sa kaniya, pero natawa lang siya sa sinabi ko. Sarcastic laugh, I might add.
"Oh, right. They're drooling all over. Tell me, walang epekto 'yon!" bawat salita niya ay madiin na nagpakunot lalo ng noo ko.
"Ano bang pinaglalaban mo?" I asked as if hinahanap ko ang pakialam niya.
He looked me in the eye. His features so serious. "I told you, I hate porn stars."
Did he just call me a porn star?
Me?
How sick can he be?
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