"Is this better?" I asked Mom when I went out inside the fitting room, for the tenth time, after putting another gown.
She stared at me with her emotionless face, observing the gown she made me wear again for my birthday. I'm starting to get bored already to the point that I want to go home.
But, I can't.
"It's okay. But, it feels like something is missing," she responded, searching for a new gown. In the end, she pointed a red gown, has crystals all over the place and had a slit at the right side. "Here. Try this on."
"Okay." Kinuha ko 'yong gown na sinabi niya nang walang reklamo. Even if I want to complain so bad about it, I can't. It will only cause trouble.
Habang nasa loob ako ng fitting room, naramdaman ko na namang nag-vibrate ang phone ko kaya kinuha ko na 'yon para tingnan. I know Andrius kept messaging me about the meet up, but, I'm ignoring him.
Totoo naman na ayaw ko pumunta kasi hindi kami magkakilala sa personal, baka mamaya, scammer talaga 'yan sa personal, e 'di ako pa ang kawawa, 'di ba?
And, another thing. Even if he's not a harm, I still can't go because of this damn birthday celebration of mine. I can't speak up to my parents because speaking up means losing.
And when I turned on my phone, as I expected, it's Andrius again, pestering me about the meet up. I just let out a stressed sigh and hid back my phone again before going out again because I'm already wearing the new gown.
The staffs with us inside the VIP Room of the Fashion Design Company where Mom brought me gasp dramatically when they saw me getting out of the fitting room.
"Perfect, madamé! This is it! The one!" One lady told her, staring at me, probably their Head in staffing or something? I don't know. I don't care who she is. I never wanted to have this stupid party, anyway.
Mom also plastered a smile, looks satisfied on what I'm wearing. "Yes. . . This is the one," she responded, nodding.
"She will be the most elegant in the party, madamé! The spotlight of the night, really."
"Yes. Of course. And she will be meeting some well known people that night. Right, my daughter?"
I just gave her a light nod. "Yes, Mom. I will meet them."
"Great. Now, put this on heels, sweetie. We're not done yet." Inabutan niya ako ng silver heels para sukatin kaya pumasok ulit ako sa loob.
"Well, I guess it's a happy birthday to me, then," I told myself boredly, staring myself in the mirror.
BINABASA MO ANG
Cycle Of Love Series #5: Love and Crosses
Teen FictionAshandria Zye Aveline, a sixteen year old girl who writes poems to express herself. She doesn't have friends due to her social anxiety not until she met Andrius Leo Chavez, a seventeen year old boy dancer who turned out to be fan of her masterpieces.
