The Nutcracker Project [Gen L Society #3]

Chapter 20

Mirror

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I kissed her lips, letting her scent intoxicate me.

One... two... three...

I moved my mouth to cover both her lips, upper and lower, side to side.

She wasn't moving, so I stopped and pulled myself away.

I looked at her. She stared back, her eyes fluttering at me.

"Sorry, masyado ba akong mabilis? Do you want me to-"

Umiling lang siya, looking down the ground. "That was my first kiss. You're my first kiss, Maxwell."

An involuntary smile crept up my face. I had always loved the way she called me Maxwell. Siya lang naman ang tumatawag sa akin non.

Ballerine craned her neck up, facing me again. "What? Are you mocking me?"

I continued to chuckle. "Ang cute lang. Ako pala ang first kiss mo."

She pouted, turning around and marching away from me.

Agad ko siyang sinundan at hinila ang kamay niya kaya napatigil siya.

"What?" she whined.

"Iiwan mo talaga ako? Matigas na 'to," I gritted my teeth at her, begging my life in her mercy.

Her gaze went down to my crouch, my damn hard crotch. "You're a big boy now, Maxwell. Kaya mo na ang sarili mo," she finished, tapping my shoulder.

I bit my lip, para pigilan ang sarili kong sumigaw. "Bal-le-rine Cas-til-lo," I muttered her name by syllable.

She chuckled, obviously teasing me. "Catch me if you can."

When she started running away, wala na akong choice kung hindi ang habulin siya. She ran up the stairs, hanggang sa makarating kami sa tapat ng kwarto niya.

"Are you coming in?" she even taunted, wiggling her index finger up at my direction.

"Bakit hindi nalang sa kwarto ko?" I mumbled.

"Because I know your room is messy and I hate messy," she pointed out.

I sighed. Bago pa magbago ang isip niya at bago pa may makakita sa akin, agad akong pumasok sa kwarto niya na dating guest room namin.

My own reflection welcomed my sight as I stared back at the wall-to-wall mirror on the side of the room.

Dati ko nga pala itong gym room kaya may malaking salamin dito.

"I told your dad na iwan ang mirror dito sa room ko," Ballerine started to speak, moving close to me as she looked at our reflections in the mirror.

"Bakit? May ginagawa ka ba ditong kababalaghan?" panunukso ko.

She slapped my arm. "No, silly! I usually practice my ballet form and I need a mirror to see it."

I nodded, facing her. "Bakit gustung-gusto mo ang ballet?"

"You know mom used to be a ballerina, right?" she asked me and I nodded again. "She influenced me and Ate Bri since we were kids. My dream is to star in a ballet show with mom watching me on the front row."

I cupped her face with my hands and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Alam kong matutupad mo na rin yan sooner or later."

She smiled. "How about you? Ano ang dream mo?"