Trigger warning:
Cussing
bad words
Bullying in some way
Grammatical errors and Typos

Please read with caution .

Benedict

I looked over to the clock right in front of me , just on top the of the blackboard. The thoughts of the girl who needed my help had bothered me throughout the afternoon to the  that I couldn't seemed to concentrate on my lessons.

"Benedict. " The teacher called out. I immediately snapped back into reality and looked at the teacher, "What is it?" I asked .

"Explain your answer on number 17. " The teacher instructed. I got up from my seat and opened my mouth,
"I chose False because if the statement is true, the answer would be much more different   than the one it is given. "

"What do you think the statement should be to make it true then, Benedict?" The teacher asked me. The class seemed to stare right at me as I try to figure out what statement could be possibly used.
Come on Ben! Think of something! I thought to myself. The thoughts of my brain isn't helping me in any way. Its just about the girl.

"I... I don't know sir. " I admitted to him, wanting to sit down and just melt down in shame . I can hear my classmates laugh . It's not you . It's not you. They're not laughing at you , Ben.  Their laughter seemed to get louder and louder as I looked around the classroom in desperation and paranoia as I tried to find a way out.

The teacher sighed in disappointment at me, "Okay , Benedict . Just sit down . Listen to my lessons. " He said. I immediately sat down and placed my hands on my head, lowering it down . I analyze the question at hand but yet, my thoughts seemed to go back to the girl.

I can hear my teacher called out someone else's name and they answered his question . Lowering my hands down , I leaned forward on my chair, trying to see the time on the clock .

3:30 pm.

"Malapit na matapos ang klase . " I mumbled under my breath as I grabbed my pen and started doodling on a page of my notebook. I let my hand run wild, letting lines overlap and shapes to be created. My mind on the other hand , seemed to wander even more ,shutting off the noises that surrounded me .

I continued to doodle, making tiny food drawings with cutsey-like faces and scribbled some words down. My gaze didn't seemed to be in front of the teacher , nor at his presentation
I can hear the teacher saying something but my mind seemed to block it off .

"Benedict Andres Reyes. " I hear the teacher called, his voice full of authority . I quickly snapped out of my thoughts, dropping my pen in the process. 

"Ummmm....ano po sir?" I asked, startled from the shock that he called out my name. The class seemed to look at me as the teacher walked to my desk. I can hear my classmates snickered and laughed. I look around ,fear and desperation in my eyes, trying to find a way to escape the teacher.

"Can you answer number 2 ?" He asked . I got up from my seat and looked at the teacher .

ANO ANG NUMBER 2?  I  screamed internally . Putang ina , sana sumagot ako ng activity number 2 at nakining na lang ako . Masasagot ko pa ang tanong ni sir!

"Sir....Its..." I started . I tried to say more words that can enter but it seemed like there's none. Thoughts seemed to cluster through my head as I tried to answer. My mouth felt empty and dry, feet glued to the ground as I try to come up with an answer. I looked to the sides and saw my classmates snicker and laugh . I hope it's not me they're laughing at but it seems like they're laughing at me.

"Its letter B po, sir. " I answered him , finally letting opening my mouth to say .My classmates laughter seemed to go off . The teacher nodded his head, "Correct. "

Woohoo good job! Kasi palangpat lang iyon! I mentally laughed as I gave myself a high-five.
My body seemed to relax after hearing what he said . "Hay salamat. " I said , only low enough for me to hear and then sat down. I sighed in relief, the feeling of the world being carried on my shoulders seemed to lighten up. The teacher continued to discuss the answers of the students. I attentively listen to his discussion, even though I found it in much boring  than stale bread in the first part.

"Well , class... May..." The teacher said , before looking on the clock on top of the board, "5 minutes pa tayo and since , you all did a kinda good job. I'll dismiss you all 5 minutes before the time."

The class rejoiced in happiness , some got up I'm excitement and started cheering . Others started talking to each other about their plans on what to do after class . I looked around and saw the current disaster that is called my classroom.

"Okay so, class dismiss. Do you assignments. " The teacher said , turning off the projector with the remote and started to place his stuff inside his bag. The class stood up , said their goodbyes and ran outside the room, all excited. Their screams and squeals could be heard from downstairs. I saw my teacher sighed and shook his head.

"May problema ba , sir?" I asked, approaching him .

He shook his head, "Ah Wala Wala, don't worry , Mr. Reyes."

I looked at him, raising my brow as I could feel his suspicion but didn't mind or press further.

"If you say so Sir. Mauuna na ako, bye sir. "  I said, leaving the room .  I walked on the hallway, looking at other classrooms that have classes. John saw me passed by and we smiled at each other, trying not to laugh. I went to the stairs and went down.

I reached the open field and the ground floor of the building . Others were roaming around, some students who are much older than me are on umbrellas , sitting down and conversing.

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and checked the time.

3:58 PM

I sighed and went to the canteen to buy myself a light snack to eat for a job well done today. I went to one of the benches and sat down , placing my bags right beside me as I ate my snack.

I hear footsteps come to my direction, calling out my name.

"Hey! Benedict right?" I hear the same familiar feminine voice call out my name. I looked up from my phone and saw her again, she was carrying her backpack ,one of the earphones weren't on her ears.

"Yup , so...punta na tayo sa milktea shop? Baka hinihintay na tayo ng friend mo. " I asked her , getting up from the bench. She nodded her head and started walking, "Tayo na . Hinihintay na tayo as we speak. "

I started to walk along beside her until we went outside . We kept walking to the milktea shop .

"So...bakit ako needed ng friend mo?" I asked her as we kept on walking. The shop seemed much more closer now as I can see it's familiar bright yellow building with mandalas that designed it.

"She'll be the one explaining it to you. " She simply answered. I decided not to further ask more questions. We soon reached the milktea shop.

The milktea shop had a  bright yellow exterior with white mandalas decorating it. It was a tiny shop that was right beside our school, maybe a good five to ten minute walk from the school would make you end up there. The shop is very popular to us students who would go there after class and hang out . The sign of the shop with the name was hanged up . The blinds were down and little sunlight was entering the shop.

We stood by the glass door , the open sign and a push sign being shown. I grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open, letting the girl and I enter the shop.

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A/N:
Hello! Kamusta kayo? I hope okay lang kayo diyan! Here's chapter 5 of  15 Pesos.
We're almost there for meeting an important female character!

And I'm so so sorry that I didn't publish soon enough. School , other books I'm working on , my fan accounts and my mental health is hard to juggle or even balance , so I'm really sorry if  I don't publish a chapter like... 2? 3?  Times a month.

I'm very sorry sa maling kong Tagalog dahil hindi ako medyo marunong magsulat at magsalita .
Constructive comments are allowed and would be kindly appreciated but do not straight up insult me.

Also please don't bully people! Bullying is very bad and could damage what people think about themselves due to it so don't bully!

That will be all ! Thanks~

(Stay safe!)