KABANATA XXXVI - Christmas Party #2

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SAMANTHA POV:

As the atmosphere calmed down, after having the most heavy aura and charisma. They wore their soft and genuine smile, while, Shan was waving his hands towards me, still holding his handkerchief.

"Omygood, Sammy, you look so beautiful in your outfit!"Leicel complimented while scanning me from bottom to top.

Jovie nodded. "Tama ka jan, teh. Maiinlove lalo manliligaw mo niyan"she uttered and chuckled afterwards.

I can feel my cheeks burning up. "All of you are so powerful in a one frame. Jaw-dropping as hell"I said and smile.

"Oh, thankyouu, darling. Let me help you with that"Leicel uttered, talking about the plastic bags I'm holding.

Right. . .I'm holding these like a christmas tree.

"Yes, please. Thankyouu!"I thanked as they voluntarily grab the plastic bags, even the boys help.

I can feel my arms and hands being light in feeling. Omy, the feeling of freedom!

"Let's go, shall we?"Jovie retorted and lead the way.

All the way on there, we're just literally yapping about nonsense things. As expected, Raven with his mouth without a filter. Shan with his own world and out of nowhere will entered the conversation. But, he's always active if it's about Troy and Leicel already. He definitely have favoritism.

And, there's Leicel who's yapping and complaining about how weak their signal yesterday was. Meanwhile, Jovie, yapping about how she badly wants the T-shirt she's gifting, even though her mother would buy her one next time.

When I finally reached the room. Everyone literally looks at my place. The sound of my heels echoing and demanding the room. The way my hips are swaying when I'm taking a step. Everything is really perfect to be captured.

After I finally entered the room and arrived on my seat, almost everyone freeks out and starts telling their comments.

"Si pres. ay umaapoy."
"Slayable si pres."
"Pasakal, pres."
"Iloveyou na agad, pres."
"Ikaw pa ba 'yan, pres.?!?"
"Hidden outfit ni pres. pala ito."

I thanked everyone who complimented me. I can feel my confidence increasing by their positive comments and compliments.

That's what you call girlhood.

I scanned the room, looking for someone, especially, his gaze.

I almost lost hope when I seems not to have a glimpse of him, thinking that he's out to buy something or to roam around in the campus.

Not so far from my seat, I met his gaze. A gaze that contains with unknown feelings and messages. But, I can literally see one thing he's always giving to me by his gaze, the look of someone who's in love, a look of being the most adorable and attractive person he look on.

You can also see . . . sincerity and purity in his eyes.

He's wearing a light purple men's retro color crew neck causal t-shirt. Paired with a black versace male wool twill formal pants. Having his Ivy League haircut. Making his face features being emphasized on. For the footwear, he's having a Leather shoes, from a brand named Brunello Cucinelli.

For accessories, he's not having something other than the beaded bracelet with my second name on it, 'Nicole'

He almost beg me to let him borrow it, his reason?so he can show off that someone has already a grip on him.

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