The Write Thing

Chapter 8

It's been months since I started my job, and everything had been going on pretty much looks almost the same. I feel like my life now has never been different from the way I live back in my hometown. I'm still serving people, striving everyday just so I can afford and pay my rent. But I guess this is all part of what I've planned.

I lie on my bed and starts scrolling through my phone when I saw a new post from Alma. It was a photo of her from what I assume one of her photoshoots. Which reminds me, we haven't talk to each other since I left. Though we never really did. This just makes me wonder how they're doing now that I'm not around.

Alma and I have never been close. Even when Riza and dad just started dating, Alma would always hate me for I don't know the reason. She doesn't talk to me the same way Lucy does.

We never really had a normal conversation just like Lucy and I would have. But even if I attempt to she would instantly take it down. Probably because we really don't have anything in common, like when it comes to interests and stuff, which I think is one of the reason why we can't get along with each other. I mean, I barely know a thing about her except she's always dreamed of becoming a model. She's more into social media, where she would post pictures of her.

Alma got the looks though. She's pretty and confident, which I'm really proud of.

As for Lucy, she's always wanted to become a chef. She's more into cooking and likes to be in the kitchen. That's probably why she's very hands on with our diner.

Alma and Lucy is far way different from each other. We have different interests, but I still think we share the same goal. I mean, even Alma and I may not be that close, I never really had a bad feelings for her. I would always thinks she's still my sister and I treat her the same ways I treat Lucy. After all we're still family.

I guess we all have that dreams we want to achieve one day, and I'm happy I'm doing mine now. I hope they would achieve theirs just like how I want to achieve mine.

I toss my phone to my bed and grab on my bag when I saw a piece of paper fell on the floor. I reached for it, and realizes it was the ticket Clyde gave me the other day, and it would be held tonight.

I was so occupied I totally forgot about it. But now that I got to think about it, I'm still unsure of what should I should. I don't know if I should still come. Aside that I still have work tomorrow, I don't know anyone there aside from Clyde. I can't even tell if I would able to talk to him there, knowing he's the one who's gonna perform.

I've spent the next hours contemplating if I should still come and I ended up decided to do so when I realize I got to see him perform live. The sudden thought excites me although even without his band. But I think it would still be cool. Clyde, alone sure would be cool.

After choosing on my outfit, I looked up at my reflection in the mirror. I'd always thought I looked okay. Not to mention the dark circles under my eye, which were the courtesy of the messed up sleep schedule I'd taken up throughout the week.

I'm only wearing a black pants, shirt, and jacket. I don't put much on my face and didn't even bother doing my hair and decided to keep my hair down.

The show will start at eight and I arrived pretty early at the venue. It's an open space which is a good thing. I can't stay in a close area where I don't know anyone.

When I arrived at the venue, I wasn't expecting the crowds. This makes me feel a lot more out of place. It's my first time to attend a show here in the city and I don't know a single person around. Just by looking at the crowds, I thought I wouldn't get to see Clyde around.