In Love With Narcissus : Chapter 8

Narcissist!

(Eunice Sparks POV)

After that, hindi tuloy ako nakatulog agad!  “What’s his point for teasing me like that?” Naiirita talaga ako. Ano kayang iniisip ng lalaking yun? I can’t read him!

Kinabukasan, isang subject lang ang klase ko. After that class, nag-decide akong wag munang umuwi. Then naisip kong pumunta sa school museum because if there’s one thing na hindi mo dapat palagpasin kapag nasa East Verlake ka, yun ay dapat mong i-visit yung museum.

 I went there, and now I know bakit masyadong proud ang EVA sa museum nila. Ang gaganda nga ng mga naka-exhibit! And just by looking at it, you wouldn’t know na gawa lang lahat ng mga estudyante ‘to! 

The paintings were great! The sculptures were amazing! And everything is just jaw-dropping! I smiled and I said to my self, “Sayang! I’m only good at cooking.” It makes me think and dream na sana, makagawa ako ng isang artwork, at mai-display yun dito.

Tapos may bigla nanaman akong naalala. Yung ni-drawing ni Mr. Pretty na natutulog kong mukha! Well, ang galing niyang mag-drawing. Ang ganda nun! But not that I’m saying na maganda ako, kaya maganda din yung drawing niya.  Parang kasing nung nakita ko yung sketch ng mukha ko, parang kakaiba yung appeal! Maganda talaga!

Naisip ko tuloy tignan yung mga artworks ni Mr. Pretty dito sa museum. And not that I’m interested! Gusto ko lang talagang makita!

 While walking, I found myself in a special section. Section na especially made for the school pin-up boys. Lahat ng artworks na yun, may kinalaman kina Mr. Pretty, Mr. Model at Mr. Eyeglasses! “What the! So favorite models pala sila.”  Bakit pa ako nagtaka, eh sikat nga sila!

Hindi ko na lang pinagtuunan ng pansin dahil masyado na silang wino-worship ng mga tao dito. Then napunta ulit ako sa isa pang section. This time, lahat ng naka-display ay gawa ni Mr. Pretty. Visual Arts major pala siya, so that explains why his artworks are here. 

“Hindi naman pala talaga patapon ang mga gawa niya.” Naisip ko, because he really has talent! Ang gaganda ng mga paintings niya, parang ang expert pa siya sa sculpting, and his photography skills, simply awesome!




 Marami pa syang artworks na mahirap i-explain, pero one thing lang ang iisipin mo. “Gosh, this is beautiful!” 

“Gamsahamnida! (Thank you!)” Nagulat ako and when I turned around, it was Mr. Pretty. “You like my work, huh?” 

“No…” I denied. Magfi-feeling mataas nanaman siya kapag pinuri siya eh. And I’m not giving him what he always expects from other people.

“Come on! You just said it’s beautiful!”

I glared at him. Baka may makakita saaming ibang tao, ma-bully pa ako ulit. “You know, I can give you one of my works.”

“Hindi ako interesado!” Then I walked away, but he followed me.

“Why won’t you admit your true feelings?”

“What? Admit my true feelings? Wag kang feeling jan!” 

He laughed at me at nakakairitang tawa yun. “So kaya pala ganun mo na lang titigan yung mga pictures and paintings ko kanina.”

 “Don't make things up!” I denied!

“I’m following you kanina pa. You are staring at my artworks… and some artworks with my face on it!”

Heto nanaman siya! Feeling high and mighty because of his looks! “You really think na gwapo ka?”

“That’s the truth. Would you lie telling me that I’m not?”

I sighed! Kahit anong argument kasi, hindi magpapatalo ang lalaking ‘to. “Talk to yourself!  Since you’re so much in love with yourself!”

He just laughed at me. Bakit ba kapag kinakausap ko siya, nag-iinit ang dugo ko!

“Kung sasabihin mo saakin na mali ako sa mga iniisip ko, then I would leave you alone.” Ang kapal naman ng mukha niya! Oo na siya na ang gwapo! Siya na ang matalino! Siya na ang talented! Siya na ang lahat! Pero hindi ko sasabihin yun!

“Hindi mo masabi noh? Kasi aminado ka! That I’m perfect!” He smirked at me. “So you can’t blame me for being so in loved with myself! What’s not to love anyway?”

“You’re such a dork!” And this time, I’m pretty sure what he really is. “All right… I know what you really are.” I gave him a fake smile. 

At na-excite naman siya nung sinabi ko yun. He moved closer at me, and slowely he bent down his head. Sobrang magkalapit ng mga mukha namin.

“What am I? A prince in a white horse? A knight in shining armor? Or an angel in disguise?” 

We’re just an inch away from each other. He smells really nice. Ang status niya sa school na ito is almost like a prince. He saved me yesterday making him almost like a knight. And his face… gosh his face! Napaka-gwapo niya, like an angel na bumaba dito sa lupa.

But he’s neither a prince, a knight, nor an angel. 




“Narcissist!” I said straight into his eyes! “Egoistic! Proud! Spoiled! Conceited! Self-loving Narcissist!”

We were silent for a moment. Nanlaki yung mga mata niya nung sinabi ko yun sa kanya. Siguro first time niya lang narinig na sabihan siya nang ganun, but he deserves it! He deserve na malaman niya ang greatest flaw niya!

Tapos napayuko siya. Am I being so mean? Who cares! 

Then again, he lifted his head-up para magkatitigan kami ulit. “You’re really something Yuni.”

Did I broke his pride? Sana! Gusto kong malaman at ma-realize na lalaking ‘to na hindi umiikot ang mundo para sa kanya.

“You know what you did?” Yung seryoso niyang mukha kanina, napalitan ng ngiting pinaka ayoko sa lahat. “You just made me want you more.”

Want me more? Bago pa ako makapag-react, he grabbed my hand at kinaladkad niya ako. Papalapit kami sa isang grupo ng mga babae, at malamang mga fans niya ang mga yun.

 “Gosh!!! Si Hee-Jun!” Nagtilian ang mga babae, pero nagtaka sila nung makita nilang hawak ako ni Mr. Pretty. This is not good! Not good!

“Hi!” Binati niya lang yung mga yun, parang nabaliw agad yung mga babae sa kanya.  “This girl…” he’s referring at me. “Kilala niyo ba kung sino siya?”

Kinabahan ako dahil biglang nagbulungan yung iba at sumama yung tingin nung ibang babae saakin. “Hee… Hee-Jun. Sino siya?”

“Why are you holding her hand, oppa?” 

“This girl, don’t know who I am. Mind telling her?” 

Tapos binitawan na ako ni Mr. Pretty at itinulak ako sa mga fans niya.

 “Seriously? Si Hee-jun lang naman ang prince ng school na ito!”

“Oo nga! Gwapo, matalino, mabait, talented at mayaman pa!” 

 “Who the hell are you anyway? Ginugulo ka ba ng babaeng ito, Hee-Jun?

He sent me here, para awayin ako ng mga babaeng ito?  He’s really evil! Pero walang lumabas na salita sa bibig ko, ni hindi rin ako nakapag-react! Why is it na palagi akong pinangungunahan ng takot pagdating sa mga ganitong sitwasyon?

“Ang tapang mo kanina, nasaan na ang tapang mo?” Sinabi ni Mr. Pretty na parang tuwang-tuwa pa na napapahiya ako nang ganito. 

“Inaaway ka ba niya, oppa?” Biglang sumama yung itsura nung isang babae at lumapit saakin.




“Anong karapatan mo!!!” Tapos itinaas niya ang kamay niya, and I knew she’s aiming to slap my face so I just closed my eyes.

 Hinintay ko yung palad na tatama sa pisngi ko, pero wala man lang akong naramdaman. When I open my eyes, hawak ni Mr. Pretty yung kamay nung babae. Did… did he stopped her? “Hee… Hee-Jun?”

“This girl, she doesn’t know me.” Ang serious ng mukha niya kaya napaatras yung mga babae. “But I know her…” what is he talking about? Ano ‘to palabas niya? “She’s Yuni. And from now on, she’s one of us.”

Biglang na-confuse yung mga mukha nung babae, and so am I. “Anong ibig mong sabihin Hee-Jun?” 

“I’m telling that Yuni…” Tapos umakbay siya saakin. “…is one of us.”

Nagulat kaming lahat! So he did this just to tell this girls about that? “So don’t you girls dare to come after her. Or else, si Kyun, si Jiwon at ako, ang makakalaban niyo.”

After saying that, nag-iyakan yung ibang babae.  “Why her, oppa?” 




 Hindi sila makapaniwala, at lalo na ako. “Why are you doing this?” I asked.

“Come on, you like me, right? Aminin mo na lang!”

 I pushed him away, dahil ayokong mapansin niyang na-embarrass ako sa sinabi niya. Parang namumula na yata ang mukha ko, at kapag napansin niya yun, aasarin pa niya ako. Kaya tumakbo na lang ako. Tumakbo ako palayo sa kanila. 

End of Chapter 8

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