A Story About Buying A Classmate Once A Week Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Forget it.” I exhaled in relief. At moments like these I started to feel like Sid’s mom… or Wire’s mom. Having to tell him things he didn’t know. I felt as though I was an old lady recounting stories from my maiden days. I decided to cheer him up. “Hey, who’s the latest student?” I teased. He looked at me and blushed like a peach. “Me.” I laughed. “You’re gonna be a student in school next week. On your graduation, I promise to… buy you a pack of headache.”

Creepy. “ You are one of my best students. I’m sure one of your classmates would be happy to work with someone as bright as you.” he says. Is he joking? My classmates don’t even speak to me. And why is he making a point to tell me this? “ You have a few days to try and find a partner on your own. If after that you can’t find one, come to me and I will see what I can do to help.” he says. Great. There is no way out of this.

He bugged my life everyday in class, I totally ignored him and couldn't bear the burden any longer. I saw how he looked at me in class hoping for lecture to end soon because he was too impatient to talk to me. I ignored his deceitful look pretending to be an innocent fellow. The bell rang and I stood up with my bag hanging on my shoulder. "Let's go precious" I said to her. Precious was my new seat mate and only person that talks to me in class. I just wished this classes would end anytime soon. One month seem pretty far to me. I walked with precious down the hall..

She will not doing anything to harm her. And somehow when I once talk to her. She said she had a child who was taken from her and when I asked what name is it, she said MM. I don’t know what she went through but there’s only one thing I’m sure of, it’s hard. "That's all for today class, Dismissed" Some of my classmates stood up and others almost tore their lips smiling. It's Friday so for sure there's no class tomorrow. "Mary! Wait!" I stopped walking when Wayne suddenly shouted. It's embarrassing what he's doing, even when it's really useless for the attention he gets.

And remember, not all of the stories I tell you are true. ++++++++++ Friend No. 1: Japanese Doll This story was from a batchmate of mine during high school. It happened back in her first year of college near Intramuros. They said that during those days, a male classmate of theirs brought an old Japanese Doll. It’s the kind that sings, I don’t even remember why he bought it. Maybe it was just for show. While lunchbreak was ongoing, their classmate made the doll sing by turning it on. The sound was scary, they said, kind of like a chant. Of course, since none of the Japanese languages were familiar to any of them, they couldn’t understand it.

Anyway, I explained that someone needed me here with them and like he understood, Owen simply told me that they'd be here within 10 minutes. I am both thankful and a little anxious about their reaction, once they learn that someone is my classmate, who so happens to be a guy. It surely isn't going to go down pretty well, because both men are pretty protective and anything male in the sentence, has resulted to long lectures and interrogations. I swear one time, we'd all gone out and I decided to check out a nearby thrift shop, one guy came up to me and we started chatting. It was harmless chatting since he needed advice on what to buy his girlfriend, for their anniversary.

Fighting the temptation to use my earphones is not new to me while tutoring. The stress of making sure he gets the topic is a challenge. Theo’s parents did not hire me. I have been doing this for the rest of my 12th grade because of one incident. I called him a douchebag in the cafeteria last month when he cut the old earphones that I bought using the pennies that I collected. At that time, I wanted to earn money to satisfy my needs because my aunt stopped giving me allowances.

He advises me and never stay off my neck anytime I needed someone to talk to at home. I left and I went to my class. I must be the last person because almost everyone was already present in school..i wondered where Mike saw money to buy the outfit he wore. Maybe he went to borrow it to look up to class with us because he was the only broke and poor kid among us. He was looking nice, she!

I was unaware of the fact that we were in debt now. It was a normal sunny day. I had gone to school like usual, met my classmates, had fun, studied, and even interacted with the guy I had a crush on who I’m quite sure has a crush on me too. Everything was normal, like how it should be for a teenager until I came back home. “Do you realize what you’re asking for?” My eyes were wide as I looked into his god-forsaken ones, “You’re asking me to sell myself!!” No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t making sense. Why would he ask me to do this?

"Because my classmate wants to order. He saw your posts on your business F******k page." I immediately nodded. "Of course. Will he buy? There is a discount as long as he is a student." His eyes lit up. "Really?" "Yes, he just messaged me." I smiled and turned my back on them to go to the room. "Zellor's birthday is coming soon," I said as I laid him down on the bed. "Mama is saving for you so don't sulk if Diana is with you sometimes, okay?" I kissed his forehead and told him. I have a lot to do today. The next day I woke up early because my son cried again. I still have to put him in a basin of water in the bathroom