Third person POV
"Aaaaahh! Di ko na talaga kaya!" Stell screamed in frustration. It was yet another day of trying to finish a choreography for their new song. Days are passing by quickly and he is not even halfway done. He didn't really need to do this but he wanted to. It is one of the things that he loves doing and he wants to contribute this to the group. But the moves are just not cooperating and nothing comes to his mind. And this infuriates him.
"Tugs tak. Tugs tak tak," he mumbled as he tried to match his moves with the beats of the song. He remained focused on what he is doing and continued for another round of mastering his moves.
After hours of trying, he already felt the exhaustion and stress creeping in his system. He went near his bag and grabbed the bottle of water nearby. He sat on the floor and rested his back on the black-painted wall of the studio. He let his sweat drip from his forehead to his cheeks and stared at the emptiness of the studio.
Today is supposed to be their rest day but Stell chose to still go to work to finish his assignment. He just felt obliged to finish the choreography as soon as possible since he volunteered and took the responsibility. But to his dismay, he just can't bring out anything at the moment thus feeling pressured, disappointed and frustrated.
"Ano okay pa ba jan, Stell?"
He was brought back to reality when he heard someone barge in the studio. It was Ken. Of course it was Ken. The younger accompanied him in the studio knowing that Stell would want to have someone around.
"Dre pagod na ako. Wala talaga akong mapiga sa utak ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit," he replied. Ken noticed how Stell frowned while he was talking.
"Chill ka lang dre. Matatapos mo din yan," he assured the older. "Halika dito. Bumili akong ice cream. 'Wag ka nang sumimangot jan."
Stell's POV
Isa-isang nilabas ni Ken ang dala niya at inihanda sa lamesa. Napangiti naman ako sa sinabi nito. Si Ken yan eh. Minsan lang 'yan magpakasweet ng ganyan kaya lubusin na natin.
Tumayo na ako at lumapit sakanya. Naupo rin ako sa tabi niya habang hawak hawak ang binili niyang ice cream.
"Stell, isang daan pala 'yan. Mamaya mo nalang bayaran," hirit nito. Nawala ang ngiti ko sa labi at sinamaan siya ng tingin.
"Parang gago naman Ken Suson. Akala ko naman binilhan mo talaga ako para manlang sumaya ako. Bahala ka jan. Ubusin mo yan. Bwisit ka," sabi ko sabay akmang aalis.
"HAHAHAHHAH joke lang naman. Hoy, Stell. Bumalik ka dito," pagtawag nito sa 'kin. Humarap ako sakanya at mariin siyang tinignan ng masama. "Dito ka na. Ubusin mo 'to. Binili ko 'yan para sayo. Grabe ka anlayo kaya ng nilakad ko makahanap lang ng strawberry ice cream para sayo tapos hindi mo lang kakainin? Grabe ka naman sa 'kin, Stell."
Hindi ko alam kung anong mararamdaman sa mga sinasabi niya. So anong gusto niyang iparating? Hindi ko naman sinabing hanapan niya ako ng ice cream. So bakit ka kasi mageeffort na maghanap? Ano ba naman 'yan, Suson.
"Sino ba kasi nagsabing maghanap ka?" tanong ko habang nakatingin ng diretso sa kanyang mata.
"Wala. Gusto ko lang," sambit nito sabay iwas ng tingin. "Ubusin mo na nga. Bilisan mo. May pupuntahan pa tayo," dagdag nito at binilisan pa ang pagkain na tila may hinahabol na deadline.
"Saan tayo pupunta? Hindi ko na 'to babayaran ha?" tanong ko nang tumayo siya upang itapon ang pinagkainan niya.
"Hindi na nga. Bilisan mo jan. Samahan mo nalang ako," sagot nito. Napangiti naman akong muli at binilisan ang pagkain kahit wala akong ideya kung saan naman kami pupunta pagkatapos.
