Please, Not Again My Head!!

“Yellow team, yellow team, woohoo go yellow team!”. Yes, that was me, I almost like a cheer leader who’s shouting for the victory of our team. Holding an empty plastic bottle of coke, I raised my right hand and jumped with joy whenever our basketball players shoot the ball in the ring. There are times that I hit the vacant chairs with the coke bottle to make noise but at the moment  when one of our players shoot three points shot, I unintentionally hit the plastic bottle on the head of a boy in front of me (whoops I’ve also got three points shot, hehehe). Of course, we are both shocked for what I did so we just stared in each other. After few seconds, I shyly uttered the word “sorry” to him but he just looked away and continued watching the game. Duh??? I rolled my eyes, kung maka-isnab wagas, I thought. I also ignored him and continued what I am doing earlier. As I’m going to raise the bottle, the boy turned his head into me, “Please not my head again!” he begged. I almost fell on my chair when he said that.