An Unofficial class prophecy?

Charrie and Bejae wrote one for their section (St. Cecilla) and posted in on Multiply. It was so funny, but it got me thinking…what will really become of EXiMiUS twenty years from now? Will Klarisa be the third woman President of the Philippines? Will that dopey-looking Hazel be a pilot? Will Jeanne and Marian marry Chinen Yuuri and Yamada Ryosuke respectively? Fangirls of Hey! Say! JUMP would probably be mad, but it is the “unrated version” after all.

Anyway, it got me thinking of what the St. Bernadette people will be like after twenty years, so I thought I’d write one of my own (under the influence of Super Junior’s “Rokkugo”), slightly copying Charrie and Bejae’s since I think the best person to “narrate” the story is the class adviser.

Bernaghettos’ Class Reunion

Just yesterday Dorothy Naval called me and told me all about the St. Cecilla’s class reunion in Zimbabwe. I was amazed at how far they have gone since I last saw them during their graduation. My thoughts started wandering and I thought of my advisory class all those years ago. It’s been twenty years since their batch’s graduation and I was curious about what has happened to them.

The phone rang, jolting me out of my daydream. “Hello? Mrs. Ang-angco?” “Yes. Who is this?” “Ma’am! You don’t remember me? I’m Jeana Lavarro!” “Oh! Jeana! How are you?” “I’m fine, but I really called you to invite you to Bernadette’s class reunion.” “Really? Where is it held?” ” The Ghettos agreed the reunion would be held in Hollywood. We already sent you a plane ticket and arranged lodging for you. See you there!” Jeana hung up. Hollywood? Here I come…I guess.

A couple of days after Jeana called me, I packed my things and went to the airport. As I was waiting for my flight to board, a familiarly soft voice called my name. I couldn’t place where I had heard that voice before. “Mrs. Ang-angco?” I turned around and Alex was standing there calmly, hands in an expensive looking leather jacket and looking calm, the same expression I remember seeing twenty years ago. “Alex! So good to see you again!” “Good to see you too ma’am. I offered to accompany you on the flight and bring you to the hotel.” “Really? Well thank you.”

“Flight 369 for Los Angeles is now boarding.”

Alex and I were separated on the plane due to the plane seats. The last I saw of her was when a blonde haired person, a girl maybe, sat beside her on the window side. I’d ask her who it was later. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep and it felt like I didn’t sleep all that long when someone poked my shoulder. “Good morning ma’am. What would you like to eat?” Another familiar voice but it took a while to recognize the face. “Ivy? Is that you?” “Mrs. Ang-angco! I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you.” I asked for the fish and Ivy left. Hours later, another flight attendant woke me up. This time I recognized her immediately. It was Ariane.

The remaining hours on the plane sped by quickly and I rejoined Alex and the Los Angeles airport. The person with the long blonde hair, now tied into a ponytail, was beside her. I was pretty sure it was a girl. “Hello again Alex. Who is this pretty girl? You’re friend?” Alex took me to the side and explained. “Ma’am. That’s not a girl. It’s my boyfriend Kim HeeChul.” I looked back at him. Boyfriend?

From the airport, Alex’s boyfriend drove us to the hotel were I was supposed to stay. At my hotel room, I found a note left for me from the Hotel’s owner. It was signed Blanche Canlas. I smiled. She’s definitely come a long way. Turning on the TV, I discovered some things. Penelope played the lead role in most of the movies and Broadway musicals I came across, Edissa was a broadcaster, Ren was voted MVP of a basketball team, and Krizzia won led her volleyball team to numerous victories.

The next morning, Alex knocked on my door. “Mrs. Ang-angco, are you ready yet? The reunion is in an hour.” I got dressed and went to the lobby where Alex, her boyfriend, and Blanche were waiting for me. Blanche greeted me warmly and escorted us to where the reunion was taking place. Alex had joined Penelope and her husband talking to Ivy, Aubrey and someone I recognized to be Jedd. Arian was already with Jo Charene and Jazel, Ren and Edissa were over by the buffet. A familiar laugh rang through the hall and I knew that Ainie had entered. I heard she became quite the supermodel.

The rest of the day was spent laughing, eating, and swapping stories. Apparently, Jeana was the CEO of an insurance company, Isai worked for Pixar, Jo Charene was a professor at Cambridge and Monica at Harvard. Shamee was a supermodel like Ainie and Pauline and Kim owned a law firm. Alex, though she never told me herself, was a psychologist and head in the field of hypnotherapy. Penelope was married to Yamada Ryosuke and Ivy to Nakajima Yuto. Aubrey married Mike He and ran their own engineering company.

I was happy to see all my former students and I was sad that the night had to end. All the Ghettos chimed in for my fare back home. I was thankful of course, sad that this might be the last time I could get to see them in person, but proud of them all.

The End***

(this is totally fictional, though I am hoping that at least some parts of this will come true. Some will not I’m sure. What are the chances that HeeChul will be my boyfriend? I mean COME ON. But I can dream can’t i? XDD)