Inexorable Encounter

Prologue

“I don’t mind kung ikabagsak ko ang pagkasira mo.” I smirked. “Ikaw, babagsak kang wasak. Ako, babagsak na may halakhak.” I laughed like an evil and switched my mood into a serious one, then I gave her a lopsided grin. “So if I were you, ha! Back off!”

I touched her left shoulder with the tip of my fingers like sobrang nandidiri ako—not faking my act though—and pushed her again and again with a light forces just like what is written on the script.

I raised my left brow and smirked.

“And… cut!”

My eyes automatically rolled over the corner after hearing the magic word.

“My God, Belle! Nag-goosebumps ako kanina when you pushed me!” Jade hysterically exclaimed.

I mentally rolled my eyes again. Remember not to be rude all the time, especially at work, Belle. In what people say, either compliment or criticism, just say the word and ignore them.

“Thanks,” I replied.

With a cheerful tone, the director said. “Pack up na! Good job, Jade! Nice one, Belle! Walang kahirap-hirap!” He proudly smiled.

I smiled back then to Jade before I walked out in the scene.

“Let’s go,” I told them and get my phone in the corner where I set my place while waiting kanina sa taping.

“Miss Belle, mauuna na kami, may raket pa kaming pupuntahan. Graduation nung customer namin today.”

I looked at my makeup artist, Rana, before I nodded.

“Make sure to take care of yourselves,” I reminded them, “and don’t use my things on your other customers’ faces. I can’t afford to have some acnes because of them.”

“Copy,” Sara, my hairstylist, answered.

“Always sanitize. You may leave, the both of you.”

The two said their goodbyes before leaving. Meanwhile, I went to washroom with Yurie. My manager was not present today due to her personal reasons and I understand that. As if hindi naman ako makakagalaw nang wala siya, right?

“How’s my acting kanina, Yurie?” maarte kong tanong before washing my face.

It’s my random routine to remove my makeup right after taping, mapa-light makeup man o hindi. Yes, I trust my makeup artist’s cosmetic stuffs, of course, bili ko. But I just don’t feel wearing make up today, naiirita ako.

“Wala namang bago sa isasagot ko, Belle,” she politely replied.

I let my eyes close as I looked at her while letting my hand to dry in the dryer. I suddenly felt her soft touches as she tapped my face towel on my face to dry it. Nang makuntento na ako sa dryness ng kamay ko ay kinuha ko na ang face towel sa kaniya.

“Thanks.”

I looked at the mirror and removed the towel. Binalik ko rin ang face towel ko kay Yurie and I stared at her. Tipid siyang ngumiti and I felt her discomfort with my stare so I chuckled.

“Did you bring me some extra shirt?”

She nodded the moment I finished my question.

“Plain t-shirt, Belle. It’s white.” She bit her lower lip so I get what she’s trying to say.

“Okay na ‘yan.” I sighed. “I can feel my sweats na here sa croptop ko na kanina ko pa suot. It feels like iw.”

She immediately gave me the shirt she mentioned kaya naman I entered to the cleanest cubicle I examined and changed my top. I looked good with white but it doesn’t give the vibes I have. And plain white T-shirts are boring. So damn boring.