Chapter-371

To study

Jay-Jay's POV

Exam now? Right away? Can't it be next year? Why right away? I guess
the only thing I'm happy about this exam is that Kuya agreed to let me not go to school today. He said I should
rest because I just got out of the hospital and I was so stressed yesterday because I wanted to regain my
strength from eating lechon. But he's pestering me for some reason I don't understand. "Bye Aries, be
careful?" said Aunt Gema while waving to Aries who was leaving in his car...who was given my powder. "Why
didn't your Kuya let you go?" Mama asked when she saw me. Aunt Gema also turned to me. "I should just
rest." Mama didn't seem to accept my answer but she couldn't say anything else because like I said, Kuya
Angelo ordered it. It wasn't my request."That's fine, so he can have a long rest. Tomorrow is the weekend and
then their exams start next week," Tita said and smiled at me. Mama just accepted what her sister said. She
aced me and nodded. "Okay, make the most of your rest. Review too." Sorry but geniuses like me don't review.
Charot. I really don't have any proper notes that I can use to review. As for the printed lessons that Sir gives, I
don't know where I put them, I think I threw the others away. Why am I such a good student? Mama turned her
back on me so I went straight to my room. I was planning to go back to sleep or play on my cellphone. But
first I sent a message to the Ulopongs. Ulopong GC Me: h3nD! m3 pW@S0c. sAb3h KhUyah p@H!nGa mUna
m3. (I'm not in school. Kuya said to rest first) Mayo: What the hell! I don't understand anything! Rory: You're
giving me a headache, what's that, Jay? Ci-N: Let's just call, please. T_T Edrix: If we need help with the phone,
Jay, I'm right here. Eren: The problem is with the eyes, not the cellphone. You can see that I can't type properly,
I can't see the letters.
Eren's chat was flooded with 'Haha' reactions. I reacted 'Angry'.
My message was fine. They're the ones with the wrong eyes. But even though
they're like that, I accept them as friends. It's just that
we're not really on the same level of intelligence.
That's normal.
I was stunned when my phone rang. The King of
Cobras was calling. I waited for a few rings before answering. I didn't want
him to think I was excited to answer his call. It took me about 0.1 seconds to
press the green button.
"Is there something wrong? Why didn't he send you to
school?" he asked me.
I smiled simply. He was the only one who could read my message
properly. I can say that we're on the same level of intelligence. Just don't
orget me when teachers are teaching, the lesson suddenly goes off track
and I can't follow it.
"Nothing. Kuya is just giving me a break," I replied.
"Are you sure? He didn't say anything else?" he asked, making
me frown.
"Nothing. Is there anything else he should say?"
"I don't know. It's strange."
I thought. This wasn't the first time Kuya had let me
skip school. But honestly, I couldn't help but nod
and my hunch deepened even more because of this.
"I guess nothing. I'll tell you right away if there is."
"Okay, that's a relief. Let me know if anything happens. Get some rest
." he said and I felt his smile.
I smiled too. "Yes, let me know if anything happens at
school."
"Message me if you want or need anything."
"I just want food. I have it here."
"How about me? You don't want me?"
I winced. I knew he was just teasing.
This Kumag really let out a different kind of yell.
He really is the King of the Snakes.
"Just food," I replied and he burst out laughing.
"Later, I will send food."
There, there's the one I'm going to bite. Even though it's corny, it'll thrill me over and over again
. That's what pick up lines should be like. Those are the lines
that really make you fall.
"I'll wait for that, bye."
"I love you - ," he pursued before I completely hung up the call.
There was more to pursue.
I threw my cellphone on the bed. When I turned to the door,
I jumped in shock. Kuya Angelo was standing there, looking
at me seriously. I thought he was a ghost who had decided to hang out at my bedroom door.
I'm not a very religious person yet, but if I did,
I might call all the saints.
It's really intimidating.
"B-Why?" I asked.
"Bring me all your notes, I'll review them for you," he said and
turned his back on me.
Notes? Review? I fell back after he held my chest. My knees
also gave way so I sat on the floor. Now I can say that I'm done. This is where my story ends. This is the
ending everyone has been waiting for. This is where Jasper Jean ends. I should probably send a final
message to the Ulopongs. I should probably tell their King that I've been answering him for a long time
because the putrages are deaf and there are always busy people. I should probably order the ones I'll leave
behind. I don't have any money so most of the ones I'll leave behind are trash. It's so painful, this is the only
way my high school life will end. The author must be too lazy to write so this is the only way he'll end my life.
At the hands of the person I avoid the most but I know I can count on. The drama, I really don't have any
proper notes. I'm rambling while sitting on the floor. Why is this? Why is Kuya reviewing me? He could just find
someone else. He used to order Aries. Oh, he's just going to tease me about studying. Why? Why? WHY?
That's why he's been teasing me for allowing me not to go. I'm telling you, something bad is going to happen.
But I've proven that I'm infected with David's social instinct. It's like a disease that's just passed on. I wish he'd
instill intelligence in me too. I heard Kuya call my name. I had no choice but to stand up and get my things and
cellphone. Even though it was against my will, I went to his room. He was sitting in front of his study table and
there was an empty chair ready next to him. "Sit down and bring out your notes," he ordered me. My feet
obviously didn't want to step. I moved slowly as if he noticed. He even glanced at his wrist watch, probably
because it took me a while to move. He even raised one eyebrow as he watched me. "Jay!" he said to me,
which made my movements quicken. I immediately sat down on the empty chair next to him. He pointed to
the table with one finger. I knew he was ordering me to put my notes down there. But I couldn't, it was like he
was ordering me to put down evidence that would ruin my life. I slowly opened my bag while looking back and
orth at him. I took out a notebook first. Of course, I chose the thick one with lots of notes written on it. Math. I
smiled broadly as I put it down on the table. He was obviously suspicious because one of his eyebrows didn't
lower. He was about to take the notebook but I immediately brushed it away with my palm. Don't! He'll see
how hard I study. "B-Why?" I asked. "I need to check your notes. How do I know where you're struggling?" he
replied and tried to grab my notebook. I quickly stopped him. "I'm struggling . . . in my life." We stared at each
other while trying to argue. He was obviously getting frustrated but if I just let him see my notes he might get
even more upset and come out complaining. "We're talking about your academics here not your miserable
life." He's miserable. He's the one with the best life. "I'll just tell you where I'm having trouble," I insisted. He
suddenly slapped my hand, making me let go. He grabbed the notebook and even managed to glare at me
before opening it. I could already imagine my plight. Did I run away? I briefly turned to the door of his room. It
was a long way from where I was sitting. With the length of Kuya's legs, if I ran, he would catch up with me. I
was even more startled. "What is this?" he asked, clearly confused by my writing. There it was. "What kind of
notes are these?" he asked again while turning the pages of my notebook. "Why is this? Is this a scratch
notebook or a lecture notebook? There's also solving here. And what the fvck is Tangerine? Were you hungry
when you were writing this?" He looked at me, clearly angry at what he had discovered. I just looked away and
hugged my bag. I wanted to take a nap here where I was sitting. He looked back at my notebook, "Wrong
calculation and solving, and also wrong spelling. You're an angel in the notes, it's supposed to be angle. And
where did you get pythagogo theory? And what is this? 'What's the point of math if crush and I don't multiply
?'" He looked at me evilly after reading aloud what was written in my notes. I covered my face with my bag out
of embarrassment. I didn't even know I had written that. Ci-N really gave me the idea to write that. That line
came from him too. I don't like putting things like that in my notebook either. "There's still FLAMES" he said
annoyed and I'm sure he saw our names, the King of Snakes. I really wanted to be small. I was going to be too
small and then the wind would just blow me away . I heard Kuya slam my notebook shut. I slowly removed my
bag from my face and looked at him. He was clearly calming down by taking deep breaths. He even washed
his face with his palm. Calm down, Kuya. "Where are your other notes?" he asked while his palm was
outstretched. I hugged my bag tightly. It was just a notebook but he almost exploded in anger, what if he saw
the others? "I-I'll just tell you the topic. You probably don't need to look at my notes," I insisted. I knew he
wouldn't agree but I was surprised when he suddenly pulled my bag. I immediately pulled it back. But of
course he wouldn't let me win so he pulled again. I almost got carried away because of his strength. I just
thanked him for keeping my bag strong. "Kuya . . ." I begged him while pulling the bag. He slapped my hand
again so I let go. I had wanted to stomp on it earlier in annoyance. My cousin really doesn't let me lose. He
opened my bag and took out the notebooks one by one. He was annoyed when he got my notebook with
many crumpled pieces of paper. "Why is this?" he asked annoyed. "M-Sometimes I have the lesson written in
another notebook so I just tear it out to move it there," I explained. He took out another notebook and luckily
the next ones he got were very neat . He was stunned when he found something inside. He looked at me
before raising his hand holding . . . rocks? Why is my bag full of rocks? That's why my bag is so heavy. "H-I
don't know why my bag is full of rocks." He just put the rocks down on his desk and grabbed my bag again.
Next he got the leftovers from our lunch but it was probably Ci-N's. He's the only one who likes to put leftovers
in other people's bags. Even David's school bag is full of his trash. "M-It's probably Ci-N's." He put it down on
the table again. He picked it up again and this time what he got wasn't trash or rocks. But dead. Dead bones. It
looked so dry that it must have been in my bag for a long time. That's why my stuff sometimes smells bad.
Kuya couldn't take it anymore and threw the contents of my new one on his table. The remaining contents fell
out. Crumpled or torn pieces of paper, dust or sand, even money like the coin I just got change for. I bit my
lower lip hard when Kuya stood up. He sighed deeply. "When I let the school put you in Section E, I thought you
would be smart because the majority of your classmates were more dominant than you! But instead of
changing and being better you became the worst! Instead of being different from them, YOU STILL ARE
ALONE!" he said angrily. He obviously thought about every word he said so that I could understand better. It
seemed like he was more worried about the condition of my school bag than I was. I just bent down while
playing with the palm of my hand. I wanted to cry. My bag wasn't doing anything wrong, why was he so angry
about the contents? I thought it was just my notes that would make him angry, but it seemed like he was also
angry at the trash I brought home. I'm sorry. He took out his cellphone before facing me again, "Clean this
mess. I will call Alvin and talk to him about your grades. It's like you're going back to high school." He turned
his back on me and left the room. I was speechless. Why would I go back to high school if my grades were
good? I didn't excel but I didn't fail either. Is it because of the dead lizard that I'm repeating again? I cried and
cleaned Kuya's desk. I threw away the trash and pocketed the coins. I made a neat coffin for the lizard using a
notebook page and used dust and sand to cover it. I also put some stones and the rest I will use for his
uneral outside. He didn't have a proper burial. His friends or family don't even know what happened to him.
He has the right to have a proper burial. Justice for the lizard. I put that aside for now and organized my
notebooks. I also fixed the paper jams. I also have a proper notebook. I often copy from David so I can put
what I need to put in properly. I also don't rush so I can write everything I need. I'm just having a hard time
because he has his own alphabet. It's good that I'm gradually getting used to reading his letters. I guess that's
how it is when someone is handsome, there must be some ugly ones left in life. His handwriting is his. That's
why I know I'm really beautiful, because my life has been so ugly. hehe. I turned to the door when Kuya came
in again. He put down the phone and looked at me with a look of disappointment. "Alvin will arrange a review
class this whole weekend. Attend ," he ordered. "Who else will be with me?" "Who else? Probably your
classmates who don't seem to have any plans to go to college!" I pouted. Kuya was so nervous that our lives
would be ruined. We could still make up for it. There was still one grading and then there was the so-called
post final exam, which he said was like the college entrance exam and of course, it would also make up for
our poor grades. He had already packed my things away from me. He said he had lost the will to help me
review. He just sent me back to my room. I grabbed my bag and took the coffin of the dead lizard. "What the
hell is that?" he asked from my hand before I turned around. "The dead lizard. I made it into a coffin," I replied
and he seemed to be amused by me. "It's a pity, because he died without anyone knowing." He seemed to
suddenly give up on his belief in my sanity. He was still holding on to his feelings. "Then tell his family," he said
annoyed. " They'll put you in jail. The crime scene is in your bag." I gaped. "Yes, of course not, they'll think I
killed him." Kuya slapped his forehead. "Please leave, I might bury you alive." I immediately left for my room. I
dropped my bag and ran to bring the dead lizard's coffin outside. Kuya was even more annoyed that he also
took my trip. Then eventually he got angry. It was different. I had an heir. I first looked for a place to bury it but
I only found one stick . I went straight to the garden outside the fence of the house. I immediately looked for a
place to bury it and dug the ground. When I was sure it was deep, I buried the lizard. I placed the remaining
stones I got in my bag on top as a mark on its grave. "May you go to heaven." When I stood up, I was stunned
by the person standing in front of the gate of the house. He was wearing a black helmet and black jacket and
pants. I was about to walk inside when he came closer but I backed away. "W-Why?" I asked in fear. I couldn't
help but be afraid of him. First of all, he suddenly appeared. Second, he didn't say anything, he just stepped
closer to me. He held out his hand to me but instead of giving in to whatever he was planning, I ran into the
gate. I didn't realize that he had followed me and grabbed my arm. I quickly pulled away and shouted. "KUYA
ANGELO!" He seemed alarmed by what I did. He pulled me harder but I didn't agree. I also threw my foot to
kick him. I didn't know where my foot hit because of the panic. Until he voluntarily let go, I took the opportunity
to run into the house but he grabbed me again. "KUYA!" "HEY! LET GO OF MY SON!" Mama shouted from the
door. The man looked scared and pushed me away. I tripped on one foot and fell to the floor. Mama chased
the man out of the house. I saw Kuya Angelo and Tita Gema who immediately came to me. "Who is that?" Tita
asked while helping me. Kuya followed Mama and they soon returned. "Call the police. Make sure they catch
him," Mama ordered my cousin before turning to me. "Are you okay?" I nodded. They helped me enter the
house. I slowly sat down on the sofa because of my body ache. "What happened? He didn't do anything bad to
you?" Tita Gema asked. I shook my head. "He's just trying to drag me." "Did I think Jay-Jay was safe here?
What's that? Why did someone want to kidnap him?" Mama asked angrily. I bowed my head. If only they knew
how many times I've been in trouble inside the subdivision. So far, there have been no serious incidents so I
can say it's safe. haha who did I fool? Aunt Gema turned around and walked to the kitchen. When she came
back, she had a glass of water and handed it to me. "Drink first." I accepted it and quickly finished the contents
of the glass. My breathing was heavy and my chest felt tight. That man was just too brave and I was still
inside the yard, planning to take him away. It was a kidnapping again. What a pity. We were stopped by
someone calling from outside. "Man! Boss!" I flinched but I knew the voice of the caller was familiar to me .
Aunt Gema glanced at who it was. "Percy," she said and turned to us. Kuya Angelo immediately came out to
greet my step-brother. "Do you need something?" Kuya asked. "I was going to eat," he replied and laughed. "I
was going to talk to you about something. Then I saw it at your gate, it wasn't even delivered properly." I stood
up to take a look at them too. I immediately noticed the envelope Kuya was holding that he was opening. "Jay,
come in here and rest," Mama ordered but I ignored her. Percy looked up when he saw me. "Oh, you didn't
come in?" He was about to come closer to me when I saw the contents of the envelope Kuya was holding. I
immediately walked closer to take a good look at it. I even snatched it from Kuya's hand. They were photos of
me inside and outside the school. Once with the Ulopongs. But I was more alarmed because some were right
inside the classroom on their own. There were also some while I was in the hospital. I don't understand how I
was being photographed in places where we were - just us in Section E. Who was taking this photo? I looked
behind me and I was right. Another death threat for me. But it also seemed like a final message. 'Can't wait to
finally get back to you.'