Chapter 6
SINCE the day Drake offered his service to Brielle, her art business became more successful. The buyers for her art works tripled in just a week. And because of that, she spent most of her time in the gallery room, in her rental art studio, or in their club room making art. She was hoping that maybe after a few months of work and selling she can now buy her very own art studio.
She was minding her own business while painting when a group of girls entered the gallery room along with two of her club mates. She was going to ignore them when she saw Drake's ex-girlfriend among the students.
Oh, that pretty, dumb girl is here.
Lia noticed her too and she gave her an annoying smirk then rolled her eyes. Brielle ignored Lia and continued with her painting.
"Okay, guys. Just choose any spot you like and you can start doing your artwork. Remember that the President of the Art Club will be the one to judge at nakasalalay sa kaniya kung papasa ba kayo o hindi." sabi ng kasamahan ni Brielle sa Art Club.
"What if we don't pass?"
"Then, you will have to attend every art classes you have with no complains. It's Mrs. Sanchez condition, right? Pass and she will let you do all you want without the need of attending her art classes."
Napatango naman ang mga kababaihan saka naupo na sila sa mga bakanteng upuan kaharap ang mga blangkong canvas. Sila ang mga estudyante ni Mrs. Sanchez na sunod-sunuran kay Lia at naniniwalang hindi nila kinakailangan ang art sa kanilang kurso.
"Remember that you need to design a dress and a tuxedo but you will have to make them artistic. Use your imagination."
"Yeah, right. All we need is imagination, we don't need shit like art." sabi ni Lia.
Nagkatinginan naman ang dalawang kasamahan ni Brielle sa art club. Tinaasan niya naman ng kilay ang dalawa nang mapatingin ang mga ito sa kaniya. Hindi niya pinansin ang mga kasama at nagpatuloy na lang sa pagpipinta.
"You need to finish within one and a half hour, okay? We'll be right here if you need anything."
Nagsimula namang magpinta ang mga estudyante. Matapos ang isang oras ay tumayo si Brielle para sana kumuha ng iilang kulay ng mga pinta sa desk sa harapan. Hawak niya ang palette niya habang naglalakad nang bigla siyang pinatid ni Lia dahilan para matisod siya at di sinasadyang maidikit ang palette sa kaniyang katawan.
"Oops, sorry." sarkastikong sabi ni Lia saka mataray na nginisihan si Brielle.
This little bitch... She did it on purpose.
"Okay ka lang, Brielle?" tanong ng isa sa mga kasamahan niya sa club.
Nagbuntong hininga naman si Brielle saka tumango. Mabuti na lang at may suot siyang apron kaya hindi nadumihan ang uniform niya. Palalagpasin niya na sana ang ginawa ni Lia nang magsalita ito at hindi niya nagustuhan.
"Slut." rinig niyang bulong ni Lia.
Sa tanang buhay niya walang sinuman ang tumawag sa kaniya nang ganun kaya ganoon na lamang ang inis ni Brielle nang ibuhos niya ang buong laman ng acrylic paint sa canvas ni Lia.
"What the fuck!" galit na sigaw ni Lia nang makitang nasira na ang halos tapos na niyang artwork. Natabunan ito ng kulay pulang acrylic paint na tumutulo na sahig dahil sa dami ng ibinuhos ni Brielle.
"Brielle, calm down."
"No one ever called me a slut. So how dare a bitch like you did, huh?" naiinis na sabi ni Brielle.
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