Capítulo Nueve: The Bully and the Bullied

It’s been almost four months, since Mommy and I transferred her sa Philippines and so far so good naman.

Marami ako’ng mga bagay na dito ko lang naranasan sa Pilipinas. Iyon iyong mga bagay na hindi ko kailanman naranasan back when we were in Spain—being called in the Guidance Office, being yelled by a grumpy teacher, having myself kicked out in a class, then having detention because of it, to being punished for my mischiefs, then, to cleaning the whole cafeteria, sweeping and mopping the floor, cleaning and disinfecting the tables, washing the dishes and the most controversial of all… This is my first time belonging in a clique, my first time having a circle of friends with the weird people. I belonged to a group of weird people (not that I had much of a choice); ako, si Betty, the nerd, the double trouble cousins, Gil and Geronimo, Rex aka Scar Face, the bantay of the Detention Jail and Gloria, the one I insulted back in my first day of punishment. Gloria wa