“After that, you solve for the square root. Positive or negative. Finalize then… it’s done!”
Studying while eating junk foods.
Eat.
“And up next, we have a song from an American singer, Demi Lovato, ent.i.tled ‘All Night Long’. This song is brought to you by Tooth toothpaste.”
The electronic instrument that started the song made me realize that I’m gonna be doing just like what the t.i.tle says, only for a different reason.
STUPID!
I should prioritize my projects instead of finding the one who dedicated the song for me on the radio.
Another entry!
Goodbye x and y.
h.e.l.lo Account t.i.tles.
Isn’t it amazing that we are still in high school but we are already doing bookkeeping.(*note the sarcasm)
[TL’S NOTE: I UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE FEELS∼. DURING MY HIGH SCHOOL WE ALSO HAVE BASIC ACCOUNTING IN THE CURRICULUM. NOTE THAT WE HAVE THE OLD EDUCATION SYSTEM OF THE PH AT THAT TIME.]
“August 3. Sent a bill to Jones Smith for rendered service, ₱ 5,000”. Then I drank the juice.
“Debit, Notes Receivable, ₱5,000. Credit, Service Income, ₱5,000. To record service for Jones Smith with note.”
“The song was also brought to you by Duty Free, with Duty Free, you’re free of your duty.”
The song ended without me noticing it. So fast.
I arranged my things for tomorrow. Then I went back to bookkeeping.
“Paid salary for workers, ₱6,500.”
By this time, my vision is already blurry.
Brain! Please cooperate. This is the only overnight that I had together with the notebook.
****
“Mister, stop please!” I shouted to the driver of the jeep.
My brain is really trolled. The alarm clock was ringing five times but I was still asleep.
I dash towards the cla.s.sroom. Oh, Flash! I’ll borrow your superpowers for only a moment.
Wussshhh!
“Please let me copy your a.s.signment. Even if it’s only questions 12-15.” I beg my cla.s.smate.
“I don’t want to. Ma’am will scold me if I do that.”
Then no. Tcchhh.
“Hey, Dex, let me copy your a.s.signment!” With matching puppy face.
“Eh. Answer it yourself.”
Spell hopeless!
“Wow, just wow! When you are the one asking, she let you copy, but when it comes to her, no one even bothered.”
I turned to see who said it.
This person was sick once again. It began when the school year started.
“Lawrence, are you going to die? Why are you kind again, it seems there’s an angel who whispered that your due date is near.” Dex said.
My cla.s.s laugh.
Come to think of it, he always bullied me last school year, like he was possessed by Osama Bin Laden.
But now, he is always helping me.
“Here, copy it. I’m sorry if I have a wrong answer, at least I have an answer right?” ^_^ I smiled at what he said.
I stand up. I touch his cheeks with my two hands. I look at his face left and right.
“There is no injury.” I said wondering while my hands is on his face.
“O_o What injury?” He said, shocked at my actions.
“I don’t know. I am wondering if you are hit by a truck or your head b.u.mps at something hard that’s why you become kind.”
He removes my hands on his face.
“Crazy! You’re the one whose face looks like a jeep has pa.s.sed by it again and again.”
“Arrogant.” This is what I am looking for. His crazy side.
We laughed.
I copied the a.s.signment that I did not finish because of my FRENEMY Brain.
“Seriously, why are you kind today? No. Since the school started?” A little more and my a.s.signment will be finished, I hope Ma’am will not come yet.
“Because-“
“Good morning Ma’am Yakuzawa.” We stand up and at the same time I give his a.s.signment back to Lawrence.
****
The cla.s.s ended. It’snow free period.
I can roam inside the campus. The view at the top of the bleachers in the soccer field is beautiful.
I’m always here.
Library? Noisy.
Room? More noisy.
Here? Its not that noisy.
♪ I need to try to get where you are
Could it be you’re not that far? ♪
This song mainly talks about finding someone. Which also applies to my situation right now.
♪ You’re the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I’m singing
I need to find you, Gotta find you
You’re the missing piece
I need the song inside of me
I need to find you, I gotta find you
Oh yeah yeah ♪
I pressed the volume in full blast to drown out the remaining noise in the soccer field. I closed my eyes. Tapped my fingers to the beat. And I let the music do it’s work.
I felt something move beside me. Maybe somebody just wanted a piece of the view.
♪ You’re the remedy I’m searching hard to find
To fix the puzzle that I see inside
Painting all my dreams the color of your smile
When I find you it will be alright
I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be you’re not that far ♪
I opened eyes only to find out that a piece of paper was left behind by the stranger.
Walking back to my cla.s.sroom, I read the note.
“You seem to be really enjoying music though, I hope you like the song I dedicated to you on the radio.I exerted all my effort so that my request would be picked and so that you would hear it. And since you won’t be able to listen to my words, I decided to write it on a piece of paper. The song spoke for me. I WISH. I wish I could remove the plug of your headset from your MP3 player and plug it to my heart so you’d be able to hear how loud my hearts calls for your name. Oh. This is Gay! But either way, it’s the TRUTH.
I Love You.
I hope we could meet soon, if only I wasn’t a coward.
From my heart to yours
– Mr. Mystery”
I really hope we can meet.
“O, why are you smiling?”
I hand the letter to Sabrina.
“Wow! This is sweet! Cla.s.smates! Ms. Music has a suitor!”
“Oi, what are you doing!”
I’m already late. They already feasted on the letter.
“Yiehhh! Emerald likes it.” – Katie
“Really? Eh, it looks like you all like it more than her.” – Alex
“Psh! That is so gay.” – Lawrence
I went outside the cla.s.sroom. Then dash back.
“Ma’am is here!” – me
Hahahahaha!
The lunatics went back to their positions, I got the letter back.
****
I got home. I open my twitter account and type. ‘Currently listening to NoName Radio.’
‘I wish to meet you soon. It’s boring. Listening to music alone.”
HOMEWORKS!!!
The main problem of all teens.
“Now. I’ll count to three. Callers get yourselves ready. Request on 3…2…1… h.e.l.lo?”
“h.e.l.lo.” A voice like an old man, or maybe a device that can hide your voice, answered.
“Who? What? To whom? Why? Let’s do this!” Said by the DJ.
“You’re Not Alone’ by Big Time Rush. For Emerald Takigamo. The music will speak for me.” A beeping sound ended the call.
“That’s one weird caller, But a request is a request. This one is for you Emerald Takigamo from an unknown caller. This song is brought to you by H2Big. In H2Big your savings is big.”
He did! Its Mr. Mystery!
♪ I’ve been right there (right there)
For every minute
This time, it’s no different
Whatever happens you should know ♪
The song speaks for itself…
The song speaks for itself…
The song speaks for itself…
♪ Cause you’re not alone, girl
Look over your shoulder
You don’t have to wonder
Cause you know, you know, you know
You’re not alone, girl
I’ll be there to hold you I’ll stay til it’s over
And you know, you know, you know
That you’re not alone
That you’re not alone ♪
Look over my shoulder? Does it mean he is near? I want to know him so I tried investigating.
The song is t.i.tled “You’re Not Alone”. I tweeted something about being alone. Maybe his one of my 712 followers? What should I do? Search for it one by one?
Ahhhhh!!! Maybe I’m just being paranoid.
I have to stop this nonsense, for now. It’s the pa.s.sing of projects tomorrow Mr. Brain. Let’s be friends and cooperate.
FOCUS!
****
Finally! First Time! I am going to school without forgetting something. And it’s still early. Thanks for the piece of meat that is inside my head.