《The Bad Boy's Love》Chapter 4: Accidentally
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Habang naglalakad kami sa hallway, nagkakasakitan na naman kami.
"Ayaw ko na" sabi ko at lumayo ako sa kanya.
Mabilis akong maglakad dahil ayaw kong abutan ako ng demonyong yun pero bigla akong nadapa dahil may nagpatid sa akin.
Nakadapa ako ngayon sa sahig.
"Ahh" sabi ko at unti-unti akong umupo at nakita kong nagpipigil na naman ng tawa yung demonyo.
"Demonyo ka talaga!" sigaw ko at tinulak ko siya kaya natumba kaming dalawa.
Nasa tuktok niya ako habang nakahiga siya.
Tatayo na sana ako nang madulas ang kamay ko kaya bumalik ako ulit sa posisyon ko pero this time, I feel his lips.
Agad akong tumayo at nagpagpag ng sarili saka naman siya tumayo at nagpagpag din ng sarili.
"Hilingin mo nalang na walang nakakita" sabi niya at tinignan ko siya gamit ang peripheral vision ko.
"Tama ba yung nakita ko?" tanong ng isnag babae mula sa likod ng locker.
"Navideo ko yun" sabi ng kasama niya.
"Anong gagawin natin?" tanong ko.
"Ano pa ba, eh di tumakas" sabi niya at tatakbo na sana kami pero kinausap niya yung babae.
"I-delete mo yan" sabi ng demonyo at umiling yung babae.
"I-delete mo yan kung ayaw mong mawalan ng trabaho ang mga magulang mo at mawalan ka ng scholarship sa school na ito" sabi ng demonyo.
"Oo na, oo na, oh" sabi ng babae sabay abot kay Justin yung cell phone niya at nagpindot-pindot naman yung demonyo.
Bumalik na kami sa classroom namin na parang walang nangyari pero I found it awkward.
Tahimik lang kami kaninang naglalakad kami at hindi na rin kami nagsasakitan saka ang layo ng distance namin sa isa't isa.
Sabay kaming umupo kaya nagkatinginan kami tapos agad din kaming nag-iwas ng tingin.
It's so awkaward, feeling ko nga namumula na ako eh.
"Oh, Just, may sakit ka ba? Ba't ka namumula?" tanong ni Aish.
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Is he blushing? Oh my God, mas umawkward pa ang atmosphere namin.
"Ano ba?! Huwag mo nga akong pansinin, sa bahay nalang tayo mag-usap" sabi ni Justin kaya napatingin ako sa kanya.
"Sasabihin mo yun?!" sigaw ko at lahat sila ay nagtinginan sa aming dalawa. Tumingin siya sa akin ng masama.
"Ano yun?" tanong ni Aish at patago akong kinurot ng demonyong ito sa aking hita kaya patago ko rin pinalo yung kamay niya.
Okay lang naman na kurutin niya ako pero bakit sa hita pa? Baka kasi ano...wala ughh! Dirty mind!
"Anong malay ko diyan sa chismosang yan" sabi ni Justin at bigla namang dumating yung teacher namin.
Nagsi-upo lahat ng mga kaklase namin at naupo sa rin yung guro namin.
Flinash ng teacher namin sa T.V. namin yung power point niya.
"Mangopya muna kayo kasi marami akong ginagawa" sabi ng teacher namin.
"By pairs, katabi niyo na kapair niyo. Wala ako this week starting tommorow kaya sa time ko, gawin niyo yung project niyo. Kumuha kayo ng mga litrato ng mga klase ng halaman dito sa school and give their english name, tagalog name, scientific name and maglagay kayo ng konting description about it" sabi ng teacher namin at nagsimula na kaming mangopya.
Putek! Kung sadyang minamalas ka naman, isang nagbabagang balita, sa gitna ng aking pangogopya, bigla nalang nawalang ng tinta ang aking panulat.
Kinulog-kulog ko pa yung ballpen ko kasi ito lang yung dala ko ngayon.
Bigla nalang may lumitaw na ballpen sa harapan ko at tinignan ko ito, may nakalagay na pangalang, 'Justin Tyler Ochoco Villareal'. Full name ah.
Pinagsulat ko na iyon. Jusko, kailangan ko itong ibalik mamaya, mamahalin kasi ito eh.
Sa pagkakaalam ko, sa pagkakaalam ko lang ah, this one ballpen worth hundreds. Yung ballpen ko nga eh worth five pesos lang eh kaya ang bilis mawalan ng tinta.
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Pagkatapos naming mangopya, umalis na yung teacher namin at binalik ko naman agad sa kanya yung ballpen niya.
"It's yours" sabi niya.
"Ang mahal mahal neto tapos ipapamigay mo lang?" tanong ko.
"Kung sinabi kong sayo na, sayo na, okay? Anong gagamitin mo?" tanong niya.
"Bibili" sabi ko.
"Yan na, sayo na yan, hindi na matanggal yung pangalan niyan" sabi niya.
"Bakit?" tanong ko.
"Kasi sinulat yan, hindi dinikit" sabi niya.
"Nino?" tanong ko.
"Ang dami mong tanong, basta sayo na yan, huwag mo nang ibalik" sabi niya.
"Tsk!" sabi ko at nilabas ko na naman yung notebook kong pinagsusulatan ko ng mga ginagawa kong calligraphy.
Napatingin naman sa akin si Justin at lumapit siya sa akin.
"Ginawa mo yan?" tanong niya.
"Oo, bakit? May problema ba?" tanong ko at bigla nalang siyang umalis kaya nagkibit-balikat na lang ako.
Siya ba yung babae kahapon? Hay naku! Kung pinagtatagpo nga naman kayo ng tadhana oh.
Alam niyo sa totoo lang, matutuwa na sana ako pero noong nalaman ko na siya pala yun, hay jusko! Napawi ang kasiyahan ko.
Ba't siya pa? Ba't yang demoyitang yan pa? Sa dinami dami ng babae dito sa campus, siya pa? Bobo naman oh.
Hayst! Pero ayaw kong ibalik yung notebook niya, akin na yun.
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8 64Eventually Yours
A younger sister cannot wed before an older sister.It's a law of their society, a rule vehemently obeyed by prominent families in the nobility, and it's always been Ella Harrington's buffer. Ella has never been interested in marrying for anything short of love itself. Unfortunately for her, love is a rarity in the marriages of the aristocracy. Fortunately for her, her sister Emily is precisely one year older than her and is the most unpleasant, disagreeable, sulking woman to ever debut in all of England. So Ella may never have to marry at all.A free woman, she enjoys her time on the sidelines and wishes for nothing more. That is, until a tall, dark, and brooding Duke comes to town alongside an old friend of her brother's. Suddenly, Ella finds herself questioning the antiquated marriage order rule as her buffer begins to feel more like a barrier. Not that it matters. The Duke isn't interested in her anyway.Right?
8 113Tortus Bay
Henry Cauville never meant to get caught up in a murder investigation. He came to the sleepy seaside village of Tortus Bay to forget his past, and to start a new life. Little could he have known that his arrival would coincide with the death of a beloved community leader, or that said community would be holding a strange festival at the end of the month—about which none of them will speak. Now, Henry must deal with the repercussions of an unfortunate public misunderstanding while coming to terms with a startling, mystical discovery and what it means for both himself and the world at large. Welcome to Tortus Bay, where there are no tortoises.
8 132Emma (1815)
Emma Woodhouse, aged 20 at the start of the novel, is a young, beautiful, witty, and privileged woman in Regency England. She lives on the fictional estate of Hartfield in Surrey in the village of Highbury with her elderly widowed father, a hypochondriac who is excessively concerned for the health and safety of his loved ones. Emma's friend and only critic is the gentlemanly George Knightley, her neighbour from the adjacent estate of Donwell, and the brother of her elder sister Isabella's husband, John. As the novel opens, Emma has just attended the wedding of Miss Taylor, her best friend and former governess. Having introduced Miss Taylor to her future husband, Mr. Weston, Emma takes credit for their marriage, and decides that she rather likes matchmaking.
8 55Match
He'd never met someone so kind and friendly, and he didn't know why it made him feel a certain way. He hated it. Hated he couldn't get away from it. Couldn't get away from her. No matter who or what was in the room, his eyes would always find hers, and he'd never settle not knowing where she was.She'd never met someone so cocky and self-centred as him. She hated the way she didn't think he paid attention to her. She hated the way he was the only boy who made her feel something she had never felt before - the presence of a strong man in her life, someone who could guide her. She hated the way he made her feel like the luckiest girl in the world and she wouldn't feel bad for it. Their eyes would always find each other's, no matter the circumstance. If it was a stupid fight, a disagreement, or just simply being away from each other, they'd always feel drawn to one another.But with all their hopes and dreams, comes the difficulties and reality of their lives. Not everything is as perfect as they may seemed.___"Willow, come back!" I heard the frantic voice of my boyfriend as he called for me. But I decided to ignore him and head straight to my favourite shop.Today was Black Friday which meant everything was hell of a lot cheaper, (it also meant I wasn't wasting any time and getting first dibs on everything I saw)."Didn't you hear me calling for you?" Theo clamped his hands down on my shoulders and spun me around, his dark hair falling over his green eyes as he panted. I could feel a smirk break out on my face as he huffed."Whatever. Just next time tell me you're going to start running so I can win. You made me look silly." He rolled his eyes like a child and I snorted, peppering his reddened cheeks with kisses to which he softened up by."I'm sorry." I said in a teasing tone and before I knew it, he was lifting up my chin with his finger and planting a firm but tender kiss down onto my lips. "I love you."
8 78Gracie & Gray
This isn't a story for the faint of heart. This is a story about a girl who loved a boy.A boy who couldn't love her back.This is a story about the bitter, the sweet, betrayals, second chances, and redemption.If your heart doesn't hurt by the end of this wreckage, then I haven't done my job properly.
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