Seasons

Obvious

Anntonia's POV:

I woke up today at 4:30 a.m when I heard a rattling sound somewhere. I creased my forehead and budged a bit to stretch my body. I also turned around to check what it was, and I saw Miss Indonesia placing her luggage at the walk-in cabinet nearby. I scratched my head because it was hurting, probably due to lack of sleep, and I haven't even had dinner last night. Everything's pretty hectic.
 

I looked at the woman beside me who's still sleeping so peacefully. She was hugging this long pillow and her cheeks were somehow puffed because of it.
 

I was still too lazy to get up, so I stayed in bed for a couple more minutes. I was stroking Michelle's hair. It looks good on her, not gonna lie. I really believe that only a few people can pull off short hair styling. I envy it sometimes because it is clearly easier when you don't have a long enough length of hair like I do.
 

"Good morning." Miss Indonesia said, so I turned to look and acknowledge her presence.
 

"Good morning too, Fabienne. You're up early. I hope it's alright that I'm here." I said, getting up from lying on the bed.
 

"I don't mind. I'm not even shocked." She said. She only said the last words in a low voice, but I was attentive enough to catch it.
 

"I mean, we're allowed, right? We just have to inform our road manager. But can I ask why you seem so cool about it? Am I not disturbing the two of you?" I curiously asked, looking at Michelle, who's still quietly sleeping, and back to Fabianne.
 

"Nope. Not to mention that this isn't your first time. So.. yeah." She said and gave me a thumbs up before continuing to move her luggages.

"I really hope I don't actually bother you girls."
 
 
"What's not bothering Miss Philippines is not bothering me too." She stated without looking in my direction.
 

That made my eyebrow slightly raise. "What is that supposed to mean?"
 

"Nothing. Just telling you that it's fine to have you here."
 

I stared at her back to fully process our conversation, but it was too early for my foggy mind. It's as if I'm still half asleep and have no capability of taking everything in.
 

Anyway, I wore my slippers and fixed the blanket so that Michelle wouldn't wake up freezing. It's early in the morning, and it's actually very cold. It would be unfortunate for any of us to catch a fever during our pageant days.
 

I checked the analog clock, and it was close to hitting 5 a.m. I contemplated between leaving without bidding my good-bye to Michelle because I don't want to wake her up, or waking her up so that I could say good-bye.
 

At the end, I decided not to wake the poor woman. 
 

"Hey, I'm going. We still have rehearsals. Be up before sunshine, sleepyhead." I whispered carefully at the sleeping beauty so that Fabienne wouldn't hear it.
 

Again, in my defense, I wouldn't want to show these girls how I usually and normally act around Michelle.

There might be someone who would possibly assume malicious things about her, considering that the article in which she came out as bisexual became a hot topic, and for sure, someone might misinterpret her and conclude that she's taking advantage of the delegates.
 

"Fabienne, I'll get going. Please tell Michelle I had to leave to prepare as well for our rehearsals."
 

"Yeah, sure. We'll see you there." She responded, still not taking off her focus on the luggages she's organizing.
 

"Bye!"
 

I hurriedly walked out of their room, but when I was about to shut the door, I took a few steps back and went to have a peek at Michelle.
 

Still looking so cuddly.
 

When I saw that Fabianne was about to turn her back, I immediately stepped out and closed their door carefully.
 

I walked at a slow pace because my lower body is hurting since yesterday. I am planning to tell my team about this when I get back to the room and when I had my phone at my hands again.
 

The rehearsals will be at 8:30 a.m. today, so it's understandable that there are no other candidates passing by the hallway with all the clicks of the heels on the floor and glittery and daring outfits.

Except for Miss India.
 

Lol. Haha, funny. Great. What a wonderful way to start the morning!
 

I clinched my jaw to stop myself from making faces. She's wearing a fitted pink tube paired with black joggers. I was about to pout because how could she look so dominant in that simple fit.
 

I feel insecure.
 

No wonder Michelle finds her gorgeous. She keeps on calling Miss India "gorgeous" whenever they talk to one another. It even happened three times during the Smile Train activity, in which we participated.
 

What am I even saying? Of course, all of us here are equally gorgeous because we all have our own distinct features that make us stand out.
 

Miss India entered her room before I even passed by, so I convinced myself that I was just finding reasons to criticize myself. 
 

A few more steps, and I reached our room. I opened it using my spare card and stepped inside. Miss Laos is still sleeping, so I dare not open the lights. I proceeded to my bedside and grabbed my phone to text my MUT team and message them regarding my body pains. Then, I went to my drawer and grabbed my undies and a pair of silk pajamas. I plan to shower first before stressing out over what I should wear today.
 

But one thing's for sure: my feet will be rested. My manager encouraged me to wear flats so that I could move more comfortably.
 

I went to the bathroom and opened the faucet to fill the bathtub. I waited for a good three minutes before I hopped in naked and relaxed my entire tensed body.
 

I soaked myself, including my face, in the water and let my thoughts drown with it because they're starting to run wildly through my mind again.
 

Rehearsal day. It's literally coming. 
 

It just makes me laugh in the most bitter way possible whenever I realize that I do not have the ability to calm on my own.

Solitude wasn't really for me.

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A/N:

TGIF! Long weekend si bading kaya hopefully I can make it up to you, guys. Super hectic lang talaga today.

I'll sleep muna. Not sure if makaka update ulit later but hopefully (kasi I am not contented with this one:/)

Ang tugon? #PorDeePaTapos ✅✅