《The Nerd Revenge [REVISING]》Chapter 1
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Ringgggggggg
(Alarm Clock)
Umaga na naman.
Simula na naman ng buhay eskwela, simula na naman ang panibagong kalbaryo sa buhay ko.
By the way, my name is Ortega. 2nd-year high school in Park Academy.
Pangalan pa lang iba na ang dating. That school is elite. Hindi naman ako scholar, actually isa ang pamilya ko sa bansang ito ang may successful na family business. Pero halos lahat ng estudayante sa Park Acadey ay itinuturing akong basura dahil sa itsura ko.
I'm nerd, but why? Is there something wrong with that? Dahil ba nerd hindi na pwede dito? Eh kung ang usapan ay labanan ng utak. Aba! hindi niyo ako malalamangan.
After my morning routines bumaba na ako. Nakita ko si tita mommy na naghahain ng breakfast.
"Good morning .sabi ko ng nakangiti at hinalikan siya sa pisngi.
"Good morning karryle, kumain ka na muna bago pumasok." Sabi niya at niyakap ako ng bahagya.
"But tita baka ma late po ako first day pa naman."
Sabi ko at ngumuso sa kaniya
It's already 7:20, my class will start at exactly 8 o'clock medyo malayo pa naman yung school.
"Hindi, kakain ka because breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
Sabi ni tita mommy at ipinilit na maupo na ako sa dining table.
I have no choice, pag si tita mommhy na ang nagulit wala kang kawala.
"Okay po, bibilisan ko na lang mag breakfast."
Sabi ko at kumuha ng pagkain na nakahain sa lamesa. Tumango lang siya at ngumiti.
Hindi nila ako tunay na anak pero itinuring ko na rin na tunay na magulang ko sila tita mommy Lillia at tito daddy Miguel. Dahil ayon sa kanila nilagay lang daw ako sa harap ng pinto nila. Hindi ko magawang magalit sa tunay na mga magulang ko dahil ayon sa sulat na nakuha nung gabing nakuhanila ako, kinakailangan na malayo ako sa mga magulang ko para sa kaligtasan ko.
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Ewan ko pero pakiramdam ko ay totoo ang isinasaad nila sa sulat.
Tanging isang kwintas lamang ang patunay na anak nila ako na hanggang ngayon ay suot ko araw-araw pero kinakailangan daw na itago muna ito hanggang walang tamang panahon.
Sila mismo ang nagpatawag ng "tita mommy" at "tito daddy" hindi dahil iparamdam sa akin na hindi nila ako tunay na anak ngunit para ibigay ang karapatan na tawagin ko ang mga tunay na magulang ko ng "mommy" at "daddy"
Pagkatapos ko kumain ay agad akong tumayo sa kinauupuan ko.
"Tita mo I have to go."
Sabi ko at hinalikan ulit siya sa pisngi
"Karryle sumabay kana sa Kuya Josh---"
Naputol ang sasabihin ni tita mommy ng may sumingit sa usapan
"Good morning bakit narinig ko ang maganda kong pangalan."
Sabi niya
Nabatukan naman sya ni tita mommy dahil sa pagsingit niya sa usapan.
Siya si Joshua Ortega. Itinuturing niya akong tunay na kapatid, bata pa lang kami ay alam namin ang pagiging ampon ko ngunit hindi niya ipinaramdam sa akin ang ganong sitwasyon.
et's go, little sis. Tara na baka ma late pa tayo.
Sabi nya at inakbayan pa ako.
But kuya--
Sabi ko na pinutol na naman niya. Mahilig talaga siyang mamutol ng sasabihin.
Bastos hmp!
No buts let's go
Sabi pa niya at hinila ako.
Napabuntung hininga na lamang ako.
Isang taon lang naman ang tanda sa akin ni Kuya Josh. Pero parehas kaming 2nd year kasi nagkasundo sila tita mommy na pagsabayin na kaming pag aralin. Tuwang-tuwa daw sila sa akin kasi gusto daw talaga nilang magkaanak ng babae.
Swerte ako na tinanggap nila ako, itinuring na parang kanilang tunay na anak at miyembro ng kanilang pamilya.
Napatigil ako sa pag iisip ng magsalita si Kuya Josh.
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