Rhythms and Skies

Thirty-first Step

The crowd is loud enough not hear my own voice. I couldn't recognize my own heartbeat, it's beating loudly for the reason that I am nervous, I can feel it yet I can't hear it. The crowd is that loud.

I'm infront of the stage. Enough for me to see them and enough for them to see me. I am nervous and excited at the same time. It's dark enough to give beauty and appreciation for the lights that blinding our eyes.

With different colors, different feelings. Like when red color passed through my eyes my body felt tense, and when it turns purple I can feel serenity. I guess colors are really connected to our souls.

Just like how Indigo brighten up everything when the spotlight focused on him, tinutukan ito. Siya ang pinaka-una.

I smiled and bit my lips while watching him. He's simply just sitting in-front of his drum, nakayuko pa ito. He's shining not because of the accessories he's wearing but because the stage really meant for him.

Everyone was screaming, tumi-tili at naghihiyawan. They are shouting his name. Tumingala siya, his eyes met the crowd, he made a tricks on his sticks which made the crowd go crazy.

Still, he's Indigo, he's not showing any smile on his lips. Even a bit but he said it's his charm, his cold aura. And unconciously, I agreed.

But the world must witnessed his beautiful smile.

Inilibot niya ang tingin niya magsimula sa pinakagilid, hanggang sa likuran, sa kabilang gilid, hanggang sa harapan.

Our eyes met, I waved my hand at him and made a fighting gesture using my clenched fist. Then, I reached for my cheeks and then I stretch it, gesturing him to smile. Pasimple pa itong umiling, I made a pleading hands.

He laughed.

It caught on the camera.

Cheers became louder.

Yes, the world should witnessed the dark colors should shine too.

And then Ruwen, I laughed at him kasi naman ay pagka-bukas ng spotlight sa kanya at nakatayo ito sa harap ng piano niya at makulit na kumakaway, umikot-ikot pa siya.

"Our baby!" Bravens shouted, it wasn't shocking because it is, they knew Ruwen's branding.

Not the youngest but the he's the baby.

He even claimed it.

The camera zoomed on Enjie's face. The scream became louder. We knew Braven are simping at him, no doubt about that.

He's radiating his badboy look whilst biting his lips not even lowkey flexing his lip piercing, it's fake though. It's a lip-ring. He got a fake tattoo on his arms for he's wearing a muscles tee, and almost exposing his body and tiddies he worked for more than a month.

No one can dare denies Enjie's charisma, not even me.

Not even our friends.

He might be annoying most of the time but he got looks.

Masyadong mahal ng diyos at pinaglaanan ng oras sa paghulma.

Ethan's standing with his bass guitar resting on his upper chest. He's just looking at the crowd, he smiled at me when he saw me. While Calvin looks soft, which is rare. His eyes are so soft looking at the crowd, the lights are mirroring on his eyes, they are shining. I felt like he's gonna cry anytime soon.

Lastly, Flyn is standing with a high stool chair on his back while holding a mic stand on his hand. Kind of like leaning and finding support in it. There's a small smile glued on his lips which I knew very well.