[quote][align=center]I promised before that I would be doing an english story. Here it is. I hope you will take time to read it. Some events that I will write here happened to me in real life. I kinda got inspired. Hehe...[/align][/quote] [align=center][b]School Rivals, Love Partners[/b] [i]September 10, 2008[/i][/align] [u][i][b]Chapter 1[/b][/i][/u] “If I were you, I’d rather not expect a lot from that university,” I said. “Why are you saying that? You shouldn’t say bad things about this SCU just because they are our school’s rival,” my friend, slash neighbor, slash managing editor, Princess said. “Believe me. I go here almost every year since I entered high school because they’ve been hosting programs and inviting our school over but I find our school better than theirs. I expected a lot from this university before too and that had gotten me nowhere,” I simply replied. “Whatever you say Chin,” The name’s Chin. Chin Suarez, currently a junior in Divine Will Academy. I am a staff writer of our school paper. Key words: outspoken, candid, insightful, moody and complicated. That’s me. Divine Will Academy (DiWA) and South Crest University (SCU) are schools that had been rivals since who knows when. Yeah, I really don’t know. All I know is when I transferred to DiWA, the two schools had been rivals already. They are neighboring schools, probably not more than a kilometer away from each other. Although DiWA focuses primarily on Pre-school to High School and SCU offers Pre-school to college, that didn’t stop the two schools from the competition. “If not for this Division Training for Campus Journalism, I wouldn’t be here, Princess. You should know that better.” “I do, Chin. I really do. I know I dragged you here. I’m sorry. I know you are busy.” “It’s okay. I wanted the experience anyway, although I don’t like the place where it’s going to be held.” Today is the Division for Campus Journalism for Private Schools. It is one of the biggest competitions for journalism. Our school sent 14 representatives for the different competitions. Almost all were editors. There were only a few of us who weren’t. “Okay. We’re here.” “Thank you, Kuya. It will end around 5PM.” “I’ll be back to fetch you guys by then.” “Okay people, we’re here. Are you fired up? You better be because we’re in for a really tight competition here.” Ate Belle told us. Ate Belle is our Editor-in-Chief, currently a senior. I’ve been with her since elementary. We are often in the same competition, both representing our respective batch. For this contest, while I was going to join copy reading and headline writing in English, she was holding Filipino. We entered the auditorium of SCU, aware of the eyes that were staring at us. It isn’t new to me. Whenever DiWA students come to SCU, it is not unusual if they stare or murmur. We know we aren’t really welcome here. See the real rivalry? This is the third time that I am entering this school. Twice, it had been for leadership training. Now, it is for a journalism competition. My very first journalism competition and it will be held in our rival school. This is great, just great. “Ate Belle, I need some time to refresh, can I go out for a while?” “I understand that you are nervous. Sure you may. Be quick. The auditorium will be filled after some time.” I walked out of the room and strolled. I know this university quite well because I was able to have a tour here before. Out of the corner of my eye while I was walking, I saw a familiar face. Jonathan; he who had been a friend. He used to study at DiWa but he transferred here. I saw him with some of the SCU students. For a minute I wasn’t sure whether I would greet him or ignore him. I don’t know how I should react. “Hi Jonathan,” I said and tried to smile. “Hey,” he said bluntly. “Jonathan, we didn’t know you were friends with a DiWA student,” one of the boys said. Some of them even raise their eye brows. Jonathan shrugged and said plainly, “I used to friends with her.” Then he rolled his eyes. Used to. Used to. Used to. It was in past tense. I was so hurt about what he said that I just suddenly snapped, “Yeah, we used to be friends… before he got expelled.” I walked passed him. I wanted to bump him but I decided not to. [i]Can transferring to a rival school really turn friends into rivals as well? What had gotten into Jonathan? Doesn’t he realize that I am his friend, Chin?[/i]

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