“Oh, wow, okay, okay, calm down son of Satan. You know, I am still in the process of coping up with the good news. Okay, whoo! I need a good breather.” Rabiya took a deep breathe in a clumsy and hysterical manner. She inhaled deeper, perhaps deeper than me every time I did the same thing, and exhaled deeper even more. There was a hint of a smile on her lips, and the fact that the way it curved in an inverted half moon only showed how she sucked at containing the joy on her face. But, just a quick realization, wasn’t that a little too much to react for that simple declaration? I mean, all right all right, we were friends from now on--best friends even--but didn’t she just went over board in controlling her emotion?
As I tried my best to ease her and calm her down so that we can now finally start the conversation about so many to mention things, Chuck chimed in in our one sided story telling. With a dry throat and a husky and raspy voice, h
CHUCKIf there was anything I have ever noticed between Rabiya and now my new best friend Travis, it was the fine gap that existed between Rabiya’s frustration and Travis’ anger. Both of which were placed at different points of which they were entirely opposite to one another, but somehow, between them was a long and thin line that represented the similarities that both of them had in common. And what are these similarities called? Well, it’s the long for justice, and revenge.As we remained standing meters and meters away from the group of protesters who, even up until now was still ignored by the faculty especially the most needed person with whom the the protest was delivered for, the Vice Principal, we nonchalantly casted a rippling air off our lungs in an unplanned but simultaneously manner, that served as the seal to our conversation. In most usual of times, this already meant that we
After realizing that there were really tens of tens of cameras scattering and hiding in all corners absent from the naked eye, Rabiya and I went back to the whole point why we started to initiate this protest. As we watched the heavy rain being heaved by the gray clouds above, making sure that in whatever way possible the rain would never flush down, I stepped twice to elevate myself on the pavement.Rabiya thought it was a little convenient to ask for Travis’ suggestion now that we were fucked up literally, so, she really did. “This is the end of the line for me and for Chuck. Care to suggest something that might bring back the moral we have lost?” Rabiya asked, there was a little hint of shame and despise on her voice, and a tone of disappointment to herself and the plan she initiated last night.She must be thinking she was dumb because the faculty and the vice mayor himself was able to think through of something they mi
RABIYAA beautiful face could never defeat a sexy mind. But in Travis Exposito’s case, he had both. He had a charm twice as the charm of the prince of the British Empire, while at the same time had a mind as sexy as the mind of Professor in a Netflix series called La Casa De Papel. I need not to argue about it anymore because it was all true. No one could ever change my mind in whatever way, and no one could ever convince me to stop liking and adoring the son of the town’s great detective.As we watch Travis brother unbolted the door of his private car, we spread wide and disarrayed on the pavement for no reason. We broke apart from each other, as we followed his brother with our eyes. He was holding a microphone when he stepped out of the driver’s seat. Then followed behind him were three other men which to me were the ones who were going to tape him and direct him what to do. It seemed li
RABIYAA beautiful face could never defeat a sexy mind. But in Travis Exposito’s case, he had both. He had a charm twice as the charm of the prince of the British Empire, while at the same time had a mind as sexy as the mind of Professor in a Netflix series called La Casa De Papel. I need not to argue about it anymore because it was all true. No one could ever change my mind in whatever way, and no one could ever convince me to stop liking and adoring the son of the town’s great detective.As we watch Travis brother unbolted the door of his private car, we spread wide and disarrayed on the pavement for no reason. We broke apart from each other, as we followed his brother with our eyes. He was holding a microphone when he stepped out of the driver’s seat. Then followed behind him were three other men which to me were the ones who were going to tape him and direct him what to do. It seemed li
Could somebody please tell me how to not be sad knowing you wanted to follow your old man’s footsteps but you were not that good enough to do that? And one more thing; every thing I had been feeling all this time, were these just bits and pigments of sadness brought by the demises of the victims, or was I just really depressed with everything that had been going through? I could not figure which was which. Can somebody please do it for me?As I continued gazing to the crystal clear lake beneath the sloping stone bridge, I did not know that pulps of tears were already forming on the corners of my eyes. They were big drops of waters when they fell and rolled over my cheeks down to my neck. As far as I could genuinely remember, this was the first time I ever cried. Like real cry. Not forced. Not faked. Not a product of my over-intensified talent in drama. The sob I did after seeing the dead bodies of my two classmates were fake. Yes, they were indeed fake. It
CHUCKAs we walked back to the covered gym where outside of it were the students gathering up for a protest they did not knew was useless, I noticed that Travis was not on his usual self. He would often look around as if he was looking for someone or something, and then he would partially talk to himself and discuss matters on his own. I tried to ask him about it, like ask him about what he was so anxious about, but he would just smile at me and nod his head while saying, “no, I am good. I am fine.” But based on his body language, he was completely not fine.When we arrived at the curve on the left wing of the area, it was when an intense and gratifying event took place. As strange as it may seemed, Travis suddenly paused on his spot and all of a sudden, he stopped breathing. Like he just stood there, steady and unbothered on his position, while looking up to the se
TRAVIS“This is where the magic happens.”As far as I could remember, these six words were the only words I said after I left Chuck and Rabiya on the pavement not far from behind the group of students participating in the protest. And thinking about it, I could say that to them, it might have sounded like a promise. Or like a platform. Or like a pledge. Or like something whatever you call when one had said something to you and you just listened at it thinking, ‘this are quite nice words. I will remember these. I will lock these in my ears and I will get back on them when the time comes for them to come true.’ But the truth was, none of these referred to the words I said. Because if I had to think of a word that would best describe the sentence that I blurted out four minutes and fifty-five seconds ago, it should be a ‘lie.’ Yes, it was all just a ‘lie.’
RABIYAI was greatly startled when I saw Chuck running and rushing through the heavy, populated, mammoth crowd, bumping each and every person blocking his way. He was as if in an emergency based on how the way he creased his forehead as he shot a blaze of his meteor eyes towards my direction. While snaking through the students, he tried to shout out a few words, but the on going protest was growing more and more intense and loud, that was why there was no way I was able to hear him or perhaps figure out what he was saying the whole time.Convinced that it was really an emergency, I met him halfway. I tossed my megaphone to Philip, and I wore off the placard I hung on my self. i treaded past the line formed by our classmates, and I did not gave a damn if whether or not their eyes and gazes were following me. As sooner as we can, we met in the middle and that was when everything suddenly came into light.