My Boyfrienemy

Music Festival

another chapter.

Katie's POV

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Damn this alarm clock of mine. Just want to smash this to someone's face. If I am given a chance whose face I would use to smash my alarm clock with, it would either be Faith or Jecx. They are both useless in my life.

Today is the music festival and I still cant get over the fact that I am one of the participants for today's event. Seriously, how can I be so good? Can I just stop making my head bigger than before?

I go to the bathroom still half asleep. I think one good shower can wake me up.

I turn on the shower and obviously the water is definitely cold and that makes me shiver a lot.

I just get over it. I dressed for my outfit today. It is a black skinny jeans, a huge black Nirvana shirt, lots of black bracelets and other black accessories and lastly my black sneakers. Yup, that's what I called outfit.

I added my outfit a bad girl look. I got the dark eye make up by applying lots of eyeliner and that makes it look like I got the smokey eye, then I apply a very dark red lipstick, it is almost black and that is complete look for this year's music festival. It's actually my first time in participating the music festival. If it's not for my grades, I would totally ignore it but unfortunately, the teachers made a dumb idea that to everyone who would not make the song will fail and I don't want to stay in school during instead of going out with some friends and mostly cousins.

I'm about to go downstairs and just escape so that my mom wont see my look that would make her very angry. I'm on my way to the door and I am so close to having my mission a success one. Im holding the door knob now. Almost there. Almost there.

I can feel and hear the lock of the door clicks and I feel like I am free already. Good. I'm going nowww.

"Where do you think you are going young lady? You are not going to your school's music festival with that outfit especially that you are one of the participants." My mom said.

Oh noooooo!! I'm not wearing that freaking dress. I don't even know where she finds out.

I know I cant argue with her. I will always lose and I cant do anything about it. I just groaned and she hold my hand and have to drag me upstairs cause I'm like planting my own feet to the ground so that I cannot come back upstairs and wear those stupid colors in my face with that stupid dress that make me feel so stupid too.

"Mom, I am going to be late a-and the teacher would be so freaking p-pissed." i reasoned out.

"Oh come on. It is still 7:00 and your music festival will begin at 8. I know exactly the details cause Denise told me everything." My mom said.

"That bitch." I mumbled.

"Language young lady." My mom sternly said.

"Now, go to the bathroom and change your clothes. Wear my dress that I used to wear when I was in high school during occasions like that. I look at her with puppy dog eyes. I hope this works.

"That's not going to work on me so go now." My mom said with that caring tone.

I make my way to the bathroom and just get dress. It's not actually a dress that make me look like a queen. It's a knee-length dress. The color is orange and I see myself in the mirror. I thought it's bad but I'm actually surprise how it fit my body like it's actually made for me. I got out of the bathroom to see my mother preparing my and her make up kits to beautify me as what she said. As she looks at me, she get teary eyed. I approach her and then hug her.

After the heart warming scene, she did my make up.

"mom please dont make me look like a clown. Just give me a natural look." I said.

I only hear her giggle. She make me sit not facing the mirror and did my make up. After a couple of minutes, she's done. She turned my chair and make me face into the mirror and look at myself and I thought that it's not that bad to look at myself as I look at myself. This will make me feel so awkward as I go to school cause I never wear a dress in school before. As i look at the reflection of the mirror I can see a girl that used to be a boyish one and then I saw my mom in the mirror just standing by my back crying a little while smiling at me.

"Awwwww I never thought it fit you perfectly. That dress brings back lots of memory and seeing you wearing that is just overwhelming. You look gorgeous baby." My mom said as we hug each other.

"don't make me cry mom. You know how I feel when I see someone crying. And I dont want to destroy my make up." I said as I wipe a single tear running down her face and smile at her.

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I arrive in school and go directly to wear we are assigned to go.

"You are five minutes late." Jecx said.

"yeah I dont care." I said.

"okay guys. This is it. Do your best and God will do the rest." Our music teacher said as we gather and form a circle. We recite a little pray and our teacher give as some words of encouragement to boost our confidence. The feeling is overwhelming tho.

"And don't embarrass me in front of everyone. Make us proud." She added.

The announcer is still saying all those introduction and speech to add more excitement to the students and teachers. They call on the first pair to present. My heart start to skip a beat and I just can't stop the shaking of my hand. I hate it. I feel like I'm going to have an anxiety attack.

"hey, calm down." Jecx came to my side and rub my back. I dont exactly know why  resist but I actually like it cause its so comforting.

As the time goes by, that's when our time has come. Oh god.

"Last but not the least, Jecx and Kate. Give them a big round of applause." the announcer said.

Everyone cheered for Jecx cause you know he is pretty much popular and I'm not. All i can hear is Jecx's name but i don't really care I am not much of an attention seeker.

The first tune of our song play and we just sing like how we practice but there are times that I did not expect his actions. I don't actually guard his actions the whole time but I'm like stuck in our own world. It's like we are just too concentrate or maybe we are like cherishing each other's presence that we don't mind the other people's presence. Our song is almost done and we both wake up in reality when the announcers say something in the mic. That's when I see myself looking in his eyes as he stare in mine too and we had our foreheads together and our free holding each other. We can hear everyone chanting our name and we exited the stage.

Now, nothing matters cause all I'm thinking is that our presentation is successful.

Music Festival presentation is successful.