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Elara Sullivan
Chapter 1
Nagsimula pa lang ang semestreng ito, may isang babaeng lumipat sa klase namin. Si Trisha, kaibigan kong medyo baliw, hindi na mapakali. Araw-araw niyang sinasabi sa akin, "Tignan mo si Quinn, ang ganda niya, parang diyosa!"
Totoo namang maganda si Quinn. Napaka-fashionista niyang magdamit, at ang mukha niya ay may kaunting baby fat na nagpapacute sa kanya. Ang kanyang mga mata sa ilalim ng kanyang bangs ay kumikislap na parang kayang kunin ang puso mo. Sa aming tuyong lungsod sa hilaga, napaka-puti at makinis ng kanyang balat. Ang mga babae sa maliit naming bayan ay hindi makasabay sa kanyang estilo. Mahilig siyang magsuot ng palda papasok, at ang kanyang mapuputing binti ay umaakit ng tingin ng mga lalaki sa klase.
Lalo na si Trisha, simula nang dumating si Quinn, hindi na siya uma-absent kahit saang klase. Sobrang sipag! Nahihiya siyang mag-isa kaya't araw-araw niya akong hinihila para makaupo malapit kay Quinn.
Balita ko, sa loob ng dalawang linggo, nakatanggap na si Quinn ng higit dalawampung love letter. Pero wala pa akong narinig na may naging boyfriend siya.
Ngayon, huli dumating ang guro, kaya't maingay sa klase.
Nilapit ni Trisha ang ulo niya at sinabing, "Gusto kong sumulat ng love letter kay Quinn. Ano sa tingin mo?"
Hindi ako nag-atubili. "Ikaw? Ang pangit mo pa naman, tapos love letter? Maghanap ka na lang ng ibang babaeng hindi masyadong choosy sa school natin."
Hindi natuwa si Trisha. "Malay mo, baka gusto niya ang ganitong klase."
Tiningnan ko siya nang seryoso at umiling.
Patuloy siyang nangungulit, "Tulungan mo na ako, please. Kung hindi, okay lang. Pero bilang lalaki, kailangan subukan."
Mula bata pa, magaling na akong magsulat ng sanaysay. Noong high school, marami ang humihingi ng tulong sa akin sa pagsusulat ng love letter, mapa-lalaki o babae. Simula elementary hanggang high school, magkaklase kami ni Trisha. Ewan ko ba kung anong pumasok sa isip ng mga magulang niya at pinangalanan siyang Trisha. Kaya't tinatawag ko siyang Trisha. Nagkataon na magkasama na naman kami sa kolehiyo, kaya't sobrang close namin.
Naisip ko, sige na nga, para matapos na.
Isa pa, simula pa lang ng second semester ng first year namin, hindi ko pa nagagamit ang talent ko sa pagsusulat ng love letter, kaya't nangangati na ang kamay ko.
Sinimulan ko agad. Sinulyapan ko siya at tumango.
Kinuha ni Trisha ang ilang piraso ng love letter stationery na matagal na niyang inihanda. Napatawa ako, "Matagal mo na palang binabalak ito." Nagsimula siyang magkamot ng kamay at tumawa.
Sa pagsusulat ng love letter, bihasa na ako.
Nagpatuloy ako sa pagsusulat ng ilang taludtod ng tula, at pakiramdam ko, sobrang taas ng level ng love letter sa gitna ng mga estudyanteng ito.
Habang palihim na tinitingnan ni Trisha si Quinn, hawak niya ang love letter ko at kitang-kita ang kislap sa kanyang mga mata. Mukhang sobrang tuwa niya. Tapos na ako sa trabaho ko, kaya't bumalik na ako sa pagbabasa ng nobela ko.
Hindi ko inaasahan, biglang tahimik ang maingay na klase.
Dali-dali kong itinago ang nobela ko sa ilalim ng mesa.
Alam kong dumating na ang class adviser namin.
Sa aming kolehiyo, hindi mahigpit ang pamamalakad. Marami sa amin ay nandito lang para makakuha ng diploma. Kaya't pagdating ng class adviser, kalahati na ng klase ang lumipas.
Pero kahit hindi mahigpit, hindi ka pwedeng magkalat sa harap ng adviser.
Si Trisha, abalang-abala sa pagbabasa ng love letter, hindi niya napansin ang pagdating ng adviser.
Nang hinablot ng adviser ang love letter mula kay Trisha, saka lang siya natauhan, namula ang mukha at napasigaw, "Ay!"
Tiningnan siya ng adviser at inamoy ang stationery. "Ang bango naman. Para kanino ito? Tingnan natin."
Namula si Trisha at nauutal, "Hindi, hindi po."
Kinuha ng adviser ang love letter at bumalik sa harapan ng klase, umupo at binasa nang malakas.
"Mahal kong Quinn, aking diyosa."
Sa unang linya pa lang, nagtawanan na ang buong klase.
Hindi ko rin napigilang tumawa.
Si Quinn, galit na galit at tinitigan si Trisha. Ang cute niyang tignan.
Hindi ko inaasahan, biglang sinabi ni Trisha, "Sir, hindi po ako ang nagsulat niyan. Si Zhang ang nagsulat niyan, pinapasabi niya."
Napatulala ako.
Lahat ng mata ay nakatingin sa akin.
Si Quinn, lalo pang nagalit at tinitigan ako.
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