I was awakened by an automatic-speaking alarm clock, it was a shiny morning. I got up in a cozy cushioned bed with a lot of bears around, step on a tiled room with a laptop, an ample cabinet with branded and exclusives clothes and shoes, a mini sala set and a 65’’ flat screen television infront, underneath was a Meridian Audio Ltd DVD player, a checkered-heart shape shelf with all the lasting souvenirs from the past. All that I am seeing were very far from my 14 average years of life. As I looked myself in the mirror, a glimpse of a 26 year old grown up beautiful gal dazed me.
Someone knocked on the door, wearing a checkered pink dress and a white collar, she respectfully told me that someone gave a message from our 3G telephone. She was Claudine, urging me to come off at the reunion bash of 3Hydrogen batch 08’09 tonight, 8 in the evening at the PichaClaros. I felt on edge coz it was 12 years since I’ve been with this batch of chums. I can’t wait to see how they change and who are they now.
I hurriedly went at the parlor and afterwards spot for the best cloth I could fit in. It was already 5 noon, 3 hours more before I’d see them all. My Dad horn his Bugatti Veyron car and called my name. I went out my room with my Gucci Tea-length Bubble Prom Dress and walked with my Manolo Blanhik Cinderella glass slippers.
From Quezon City, I with my Dad traveled to Maragondon coz that’s where I found these crazy friends. I couldn’t imagine everything I see. Far from the vicinity I am aware of while in a jeep before. Tanza was already a city with high buildings and its own mall, the place was so gay. I can’t close my eyes, not to miss every restaurants and resorts in Naic. And after some hours, we came in Maragondon. My heart beats so fast, every breath was enlightened by an amazing look. I already opened the window of the car. The air was still fresh, but everything has a great change. There was a MRT station and a wide food court with a big stage at the isle wherein proud bands from Cavite perform, I guess. I even saw PichaClaros transformed into a hotel. How great! And that was our rendezvous. I stepped out our car and left my Dad with a kiss saying a “safely drive”.
The guard greeted me and gave me my way through the spot where my former classmates were. It was already 8:30, 30 minutes late from the time I have to be there. I reminisce how I really come to school before, as always I am an outstanding late comer. They even thought I wouldn’t come coz I am not answering my phone. There I knew how I was astonished by the breakthroughs of my native home.
I was totally shaken up by them, a lot of changes and maturities. I could say I met a new batch of friends today.
Zyrex was the owner of PichaClaros Hotel, while Nobie is already the current manager of Central Bank of the Philippines. Edward owns a Gym, Eleazer is a promising Close-Up model and Paul knew who completes the missing link in the History of Apes that lead him as the Historian of the year.
While gals like Roxanne became the Mother Superior with Loriza in St. Augustine Church. Joy and Karen were great Doctors in Asian Hospital and Medical Center. Joan and Cyrille were personal secretaries of Zyrex and Edward respectively with their individual businesses. Cyrile is a rich financier of “He Cares Foundation” for Street Children and Jerika has her own Free Candy Shop for all the children below 5, Kathreen has a beauty salon, spa and a surgeon as well. Cez is now the perfect loveteam of Sam, Zhaila already has her own spot on Hollywood Walk of Fame, and Shalice is a prominent concert princess. Our formerly Class President Claudine, went into a CEO President while Felariz boost HTBC towards to a great Christian Fellowship group nationwide with Ralf. Cathleen had read thousands of books and novels and became a poet, novelist, composer, lyricist, playwright, mythographer, journalist and a film scriptwriter, Theresa and Janina outdo Yao Ming with their 50 points, 28 rebounds, and ten free throws with 25 seconds left that proved to be their winning margin and Asley made a zero percentage in the world poverty.
The celebration shall have been ended by 10 in the evening. We shall have been uttered a sweet nothing before goodbyes. And with my turn, I just tell them how I’ve been so crazy and charmed to be with them once more. I missed everything and at the same time felt the past of our high school life. I always count on with next times and this memories that all of them won’t forget.
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