5 Be Happy

YAEL

It's nice to hang out at the gym, especially when there are classes. Physics makes my brain bleed. I often do not go to that class anymore.

I'm Yael Tenioso, at your service. Senior high school student. I belong to the last section—the F section, to be exact. I remember my teacher saying, "section F is the failed section." To my mind, that means the "Fun section." Our section is fun, and we are super happy that the teachers are annoyed.

Always no assignments. I failed the periodical exam. Sometimes absent. But many times, I do not go to school. I spend time hanging out.

I always get guidance because I still run away from the school services I have to do. It's good that I haven't been kicked out of school yet. They think maybe I'm graduating and leaving, so give it a go. Be patient with someone like me.

As punishment, I was ordered to clean the garbage can. Instead of cleaning up, I decided to walk along a tree planted near the school gymnasium. I slept for a while, listening to the women's clamor during the men's basketball practice game. What do those girls get when they watch the game? Nothing. Those men will also ignore them.

I stretch for a moment and suddenly turned around.

"That's Jessica." I followed her with my gaze. She hurried out of the gym. I even looked away, and to my great surprise, the men's basketball coach stopped.

"Bingo! That's coach Chris."

They talked for a long time, and I could see Jessica's happy face in their conversation. What are they talking about?

It seems like recently, I saw him crying while talking to a man. And not just a man. He is a boyfriend.

How did I find out? Simple…

I heard them arguing near the tree I was hanging on to. The two were so noisy that I woke up. I slowly moved my ears closer just enough to eavesdrop on the conversation outside. I saw the guy left suddenly. The woman cried as the man walked away. The woman continued to cry. I scratched my head so hard and wondered what I could do. Since I did not want to see a woman screaming, I slowly approached her.

"Your face will be tomato if you continue to cry."

"You look like a wet chick."

I sat close to her and stared at her with a smile.

"Smile, please?"

Her forehead furrowed in annoyance.

"Who are you! You annoy me even more!" She said.

I covered my face once it swelled so she could laugh. I looked like a clown just to make her laugh. Such humor is still very popular.

"Who is the best animal on earth?" I asked her.

She laughed again. But instead of asking me "what," she answered me…

"You have such a quirky humor. Though I don't know who you are."

I reached out my hand once to introduce her.

"By the way I am Yael, graduating student and you?"

Suddenly she mentioned her.

"I'm Jessica. A junior."

I laughed because she was so respectful of me. She made me so old.

I would still like to talk to her but, I suddenly saw our principal, so I ran away.

"When we meet Jessica again. Let's talk once again."

She just smiled at me from afar.

I wanted to follow her, but I saw her best-friend, Jackie. I no longer hesitated, so I never approached Jessica again.

Every day, Jackie brings me lunch and money as a fare from going home.

Even though our section is on the 5th floor, she always goes to my room, asked my classmates, and ask questions about me. I was constantly pissed off.

I just left the gym and looked for some time to pass. I still have 20 minutes before the bell rings. I hope the recess of the third year and fourth year are the same to talk to Jessica.

I do not know! I like her laugh with matching teary eyes. And also ask if she wants sir Chris.