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[b]Update[/b] [quote][b]CHAPTER 3.2[/b] “Kels!” “Oy Lara, bakit?” “Ano na? Pagtatakpan ba kita mamayang hapon?” “Ha?” “Ano ka ba? Para makapag-usap kayo ni Khalil!” Lara is one of my best friends. Actually, siya din, tulad ni Fatima, unbiased, kaso minsan may tendency siya na mag-spill ng secrets. Hindi naman sa madaldal siya, kaso masyado siyang friendly and hindi siya makapag-sinungaling kapag may nagtanong sa kanya. The last weeks, para maayos ‘yung sa’min ni Khalil, she’d been covering up for me. Since kakilala siya ni mommy, she would tell my mom na kasama niya ako, gagala gan’on, but actually kasama din namin si Khalil. Konsintidor, oo, pero alam niyang importante ‘to sa’kin, and kasama ko pa rin naman siya eh, may dumagdag nga lang kaming kasama. “No need,” I said with a half-hearted smile. Right there and then, she knew, and she hugged me. “Oh my gosh, Kels. Ba’t hindi mo sinabi? Hindi ako tulad nila, I wouldn’t judge you. I wouldn’t force you with Khalil. Kilala mo naman ako.” “I know Lara, pero you’ve been helping me a lot, to the extent na nagsisinungaling na tayo tapos feeling ko, masasayang lang ‘yon kasi bumitaw ako.” “No, ‘wag mo isipin ‘yan. Buhay mo ‘yan, sinusuportahan lang kita. Kung d’yan ka magiging masaya, nandito lang ako.” I was still hugging her. I promised myself na whatever happens, hindi ako iiyak sa school pero hindi ko talaga kaya. Bakit ba ‘pag si Lara na ‘yung niyakap ko, umiiyak agad ako? Siguro kaya talaga marami siyang kaibigan, She’s genuinely kind and understanding. At siguro dahil na rin sa fact na patay na ang dad niya and her mom remarried, ‘yung mga kaibigan na niya ang pamilya niya kaya ginagawa niya talaga ‘yung lahat for us, for her friends. Sabagay, isn’t that what friendship is all about? “Sige lang, nagpipigil ka lang noh? Okay lang umiyak, Kels. Matapang ka, you can do it, okay?” “I… I’m... I’m really sorry. Nasayang lang ‘yung effort mo, bumitaw ako.” “’Wag mo isipin ‘yan. Magiging okay din lahat ha.” That night, I called up Martee and told him what happened with Lara. “Alam mo ‘yun. ‘Pag si Lara talaga, nagiging iyakin ako.” “Kasi grade school pa lang magkasama na kayo, tsaka mabait naman kasi talaga siya.” “’Pag iniisip ko talaga ngayon ‘yung nangyari kay Khalil. Grabe, para akong basura na pinaglaruan, pinaasa—“ I didn’t finish my sentence kasi naiyak na ako. “Ano ba naman ‘yan, naiyak na naman ako. Ang iyakin ko talaga. Sorry ah.” “Okay lang ‘yan Kels. Nandito lang naman ako eh. Bestest nga ‘di ba?” I continued crying and then after a few minutes, regained my composure. Nagkwentuhan pa kami nang sandali until I decided to end up. Moving on isn’t going to be easy, but I can do it. I can definitely do it. I need to.[/quote]

[quote][b]CHAPTER 4[/b] Months after, Martee started to show his feelings. Alam ko na ngayon ‘yung ibig sabihin ni Lolo Rain. Alam ko na bakit niya sinabi na maraming nagmamahal sa’kin at hindi ako mahirap mahalin… dahil alam niyang may mas nagmamahal sa’kin. Every dismissal time, Martee would wait for me and send me home. I admit, kinikilig ako pero hindi pa fully healed ‘yung kay Khalil. Hanggang kilig kilig lang kami, after all, he wasn’t courting me naman. “Now class, as our custom, magkakaroon tayo ng retreat. Only this time, it’s three days and two nights because it will be your Youth Encounter. We will be distributing letters to your parents para malaman nila at kayo na rin, kung ano ‘yung mga kakailanganin niyo para dito.” Our teacher announced. Wow, retreat, three days and two nights. Since graduating kami, medyo matagal. Ang saya naman. Nakaka-excite. Ano kayang mangyayari? Totoo kayang chubrang iyakan ‘pag fourth year retreat? Oh well, we’ll know. When I went home to tell my mom and sis, grabe, super bukas sila ng cabinets and drawers to find me an outfit. Hindi kasi ako mahilig mag-ayos at pumorma so I guess now, they finally had an excuse na ayusan ako. “Eto anak, cute ‘to.” My mom said. “Hindi pwede ‘yan Ma. Masyadong dressy. Pagdating d’on, pagka-present sa kanila sa mga madre, magpapalit na rin naman sila ng damit. ‘Yung ipapalit nila, mga pambahay lang halos so dapat simple lang, madaling kumilos, pero may dating.” My sis replied. “Wew. Sino bang magreretreat? Ako o kayo? Haha” I butted in. “Pwede ba Kels. Trust me on this. It’s once in a lifetime. Besides, I’m older than you, I should know better.” “Fine, fine, sis. Do what you want basta ‘pag ayoko ‘yung damit, ayoko. Hindi niyo mapipilit.” “Anak naman. Hindi ka naman namin babaguhin. Siyempre alam namin ‘yung pasado sa taste mo.” “Sige na nga po.” In the end, halos puno ‘yung maleta. Take note: maleta talaga. Ayaw kasi nila magusot ‘yung mga damit kaya ayun, maleta pinadala sa’kin. When the day of the retreat came, halatang excited lahat and thankfully, hindi lang ako ‘yung naka-maleta, although majority were just bringing big bags, okay na rin, at least I’m not alone. Six sections ‘yung fourth year, but since may ibang schools na naka-reserve sa retreat house and could not accommodate us all at once, three batches kami, two sections at a time, and who would’ve guessed, kasabay namin ‘yung section nina Khalil. Medyo nailang ako but I didn’t let it bother me. After all, kahit na isang location kami, different halls ‘yung gagamitin ng bawat section. Tsaka magkahiwalay ang rooms ng girls sa boys, magkikita lang kami ‘pag break time. I learned that from the orientation “Okay, fourth year, line-up by section. IV-Jacinto, you’re going to use the coaster. IV-Mabini, sa school bus kayo. Pauwi, baliktad naman. Jacinto, bus and then Mabini, coaster. Understood?” the head teacher announced. “Yes.” We all answered. “Okay, sige, pila na. Head count na muna. Secretaries and Presidents, check the attendance. After 5 minutes, pasok na kayo sa sasakyan with your advisers, you may sit anywhere you like. After all, retreat niyo ‘to. But the rooms, may assignments pala ‘yun ah. We’ll tell you who you’re going to be with when we reach our destination.” Sino kayang kasama ko sa room? Sana may maagang gunigising sa’min, medyo hirap kasi ako gumising haha. When we went inside the coaster, pilian na ng katabi. Katabi ko si Lara siyempre tsaka si Alyssa. Next to us is Renz. Super dyahe papunta since si Alyssa at Renz, magaling mang-stolen pic. As in stolen na hindi mo gugustuhing makita, mga naka-nganga, alanganing nakadilat at alanganing nakapikit, mga ganun, mga mukhang monster talaga. At wala silang pinipili, mapa-kaibigan nila o hindi. Nasa harap namin si Martee nakaupo with other classmates na medyo ka-close ko. Since our destination is Tagaytay and medyo malayo siya, super food trip, kwentuhan at picturan na lang kami. “Oi eto na ‘yung pinag-ambag-ambagan niyong Carbonarra. Walang aangal sa luto ah,” one of our classmates announced, si Kris. Wala naman talagang aangal sa luto ni Kris, masarap naman kasi talaga. I think she’s going to take up culinary nga sa college eh. Mahal pero passion niya ‘yun eh. Anyway, back to the story. Edi ‘yun, labasan ng tinidor, ‘yung mga walang dala, share-share na lang. Haluan ng laway haha. I didn’t want to eat kasi busog pa ako. Besides, ayan na naman si Renz at Alyssa, nagpipicture ng mga taong sumusubo ng malaki. “Kels, kain na,” sabi ni Lara. “Sige, busog pa ako.” “Ay sos. Kris oh! Si Kelsey, ayaw kumain!” Biglang sumagot si Kris na super kinagulat ko, “Oi Kelsey! Bawal choosy dito ah. Kumain kang bruha ka. Martee, subuan mo nga ‘tong babaeng ‘to.”[/quote]

[quote][b]CHAPTER 5.1[/b] “Hoy hindi naman ako nagpapasubo eh. Kris talaga, jokeful. Tsaka may teachers kaya dito,” I answered back. There’s no such word as jokeful, gawa-gawa lang namin ‘yun, hehe. Martee looked at me. “Tara na, eto oh, subuan kita.” “Aba sineryoso naman ‘yung sinabi nila. Joke lang ‘yun. Busog ako, sige na. Kumain na kayo.” “Sigurado ka?” “Opo Tatay Martee, sigurado po ako.” He shrugged, smiled at me and then ate. When we reached Tagaytay, as my sister said, prinesent lang kami sa mga madre, sinabi ‘yung house rules, room assignments and then pinagpalit na kami ng damit na comfortable. We were given an hour to change and unpack sa rooms namin. Then, we were to go to our session halls. Binigyan kami ng groupings ng facilitators namin. Review kami ng house rules, gawa ng goals by group and as one section and then kain na. We were grouped into five. ‘Yung mga ka-group ko, sina Erika, Kevin, Stephen, and Craig. Hindi ko sila halos ka-close, except for Erika. But then I guess this retreat is going to help me know them better. Sa kainan, by group pa rin ‘yung table. “Sige, ladies first.” Sabi ni Kevin. “Paunahin na natin si Kelsey, siya naman ‘yung pinakamaliit, haha” Stephen joked. Ah gan’on? Dinadaan na lang sa height. Jokeful pa kayo eh, kain na tayo.” We ate well, merienda pa lang pero puno na agad. Busog to the max. After no’n session na kami. What happened sa sessions? Secret. Ayoko naman maging spoiler sa mga hindi pa nakakapag-youth encounter. Basta, totoo pala ‘yun, iyakan talaga. What I like about our section was, no pretensions and no hesitations. We share. We cry. We listen. We empathize. We pray. Hindi ko alam kung ‘yung iba ganito rin ba, pero kami, kung ano ka, kung anung meron ka, ilabas mo, at kung kaya mong mag-comfort ng iba, you do it. I like it that way. During break times na mahaba, and early mornings, tumatambay kami sa may veranda. One night, after dinner, madilim na sa veranda pero may mga tao. I saw him staring at the sky, and decided, it was time. I can’t avoid what I’m feeling forever, we need to talk.[/quote]

jokeful hahhah update!