The Abnormally Normal Life of the School Princes

The Luncheon --- The Second Meeting Part

Chapter Eight

The Luncheon - Second Meeting Episode

12:00 pm /A certain well-known private school/ Botanical Garden

 

Floyd's POV

Tingin sa kanan... Tingin sa kaliwa...

Romantic ambience ... check

Tables... silk, unwrinkled, no stains, check

Chairs... alternate blue and pink colored, check

Waiters... good looking, smiling, in uniform... pwede na (feeling nila... hanggang good-looking lang sila! Unless gusto nilang matikman ang kabaitan ko sa mga taong above good looking ang rating, then, feel free na gumala gala sila sa harap ng pinagpalang kagwapuhan ko... hahaha within a matter of seconds, they'll be as good looking as those nerds walking around without care about the fashion world. HAHAHA... anyway... back to the real world na nga tayo

With a perfect smile pasted on my ehem... almost perfect face (O tagyawat! Inuutusan kitang lumayo at iwanan ang aking eleganteng mukha!) I turned and faced my knights... este friends... and my eye-sight landed on ever so cold Danger

Piercing stares that seems like saying "Who are you"

Aura that seems to say "When will this event start... I wish to leave"

Truth is... Danger is freaking stiff with agitation counting every seconds before he have to face his fears. That silly little thing.

Noticing Danger's discomfort, Luke tapped Danger's back and shown his most gentle smile.

"You don't have to be so stiff Danger, now, take a big breath and sigh. I'm sure Floyd will hoard those girls attention. You'll be fine" Luke said

Hell! Luke, I don't mind your mother-hen attitude, but why is everything you say about this mighty elegant me always sounds like an insult? Isn't "hoard" a little too much? There are words like amass, gather, collect. All you have to do is look for beautiful synonyms of "hoard" in the net (or for someone as old fashioned as you, the dictionary) and you can be the next generation of de Jesus family.

"tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." Si Pain na may pailing-iling pang nalalaman. "You're talking about those properly normal ones, do you honestly believe the evil witch will choose someone we can easily handle? It's the witch that ate little red riding hood for god's sake!"

"Well sorry for being the evil witch bird-brain"

Sabay-sabay kaming napatingin sa entrance ng garden... and there... is Trouble, Danger's nemesis. Together with... eight ladies??? What is this? A harem???

There is that curly-blonde with nails and lips as red as magma, well-proportioned body, uniform na customized at muntik nang mag panty na lang...

(oy, di-ne-describe ko lang ha... baka sabihin nyo nang aano na ko)

"And Mr. Prain, you've got your literature mixed up... the big bad wolf accompanies the little red riding hood, there never was an evil witch"

Sabi ng isang eyeglasses-for-sure-no-social-life-deretso-bahay-para-magbasa ng libro- lady na muntik ng mag hanggang sakong ang palda. Maria Clara... ikaw ba 'yan?

Ngumisi si Pain at namaywang. "It's Pain... miss..."

"Someone who's not on the same wavelength of mind with me has no right to know my name and to be known by me" sabi nya sabay ayos ng salamin.

HOHOHO nakahanap ng katapat si Pain. 10 points Miss Eyeglasses (^^) Promise, best friends na tayo

Tumingin siya sa'kin, at syempre, automatic reaction ko na ibigay ang pagkatamis-tamis kong ngiti. Naningkit ang kanyang mga mata sabay iling at bubulong bulong. "tsk. The chameleon prince is smiling..."

CHA--CHAME--CHAMELEON PRINCE? BINABAWI KO NA ANG SINABI KO! I... HATE... YOU!!!!

"Umm--- shouldn't our girl's uniform reach the knees?" si Luke, kay Miss Come See it all

"Kung dumugo ang ilong mo sa nakikita mo, problema mo yon" sagot ng huli.

Ibubuka ko na sana ang kapuri-puri kong bibig upang palabasain ang kagila-gilalas kong tinig ng ...

Dumaang muli sa aking harapan ang babaeng laman ng aking bangungot, ang may taglay ng nakapangigilabot na mabining amoy ng rosas...

Ang may nakasasakit sa matang simpleng kagandahan at walang kasing tamad na mga perlas na mata... 

teka nga, nang-iinsulto ba'ko o pumupuri?

Nang-iinsulto ako ha!

Nagtama ang aming mga mata, kasabay ng pagkaputol ng aking hininga at kanyang walang kasing kupas na kibit-balikat...

matapos ay dumeretso sa upuan, yumuko sa desk... at natulog...

...

OO! Ang aking pinagpalang presenya na kasing mahal ng ginto ay tinulugan ng pinakanakakairitang mamumutol ng hininga sa buong mundo!

HALIMAW!

 

ALIEN!

 

UNIDENTIFIED AND UNRESEARCHED SPECIES!

 

THIS REALLY IS WORLD WAR...

 

III!