Chapter 2: KISMET
"Hey, Dani, san ka na naman galing?" Kevin asked as I entered the room. He's like a clucking chicken. Walang tigil lagi bibig nyan. Dangkulit. Tss. But I somehow like him. Well, a bit. I mean I can tolerate him. He's a friend afterall.
"Somewhere." I answered lazily. Tss. This guy is too nosy. Why the hell does he need to know where I've come from?
"Nakatulog ka na naman kung saan saan no?"-Sed. Well, I like Seth better. I mean he's more silent than Kevin. Unlike Kevin, he has greater sense and we get along quite well. It's not that I don't like Kevin, ayoko lang talaga yung kaingayan nya.
I just nodded to Sed and went to my twin brother who is tuning his bass guitar. Well, if there is one person whom is my most favorite in this world, it is my twin brother. Clyde Kesley Rominoff is so much like me. Well, I mean physically. He is like my male version but he is quite taller than me now. Tss. Imagine, pareho lang naman kami ng kinakain but he grew taller than me? So effin unfair. And aside from that, we were total opposite. He is the sun and I am the moon. I do not know why he has this sunny personality. Sometimes I wonder why he always have to pretend that he's happy when he's not. But still, I so damn love him much. He is the only person in this world who can understand me completely. Siguro ganun naman talaga ang mga kambal. It's like there is one invisible thread that binds you both.
"Danielle Kendra, I am telling you, quit that habit of sleeping everywhere." He said nung naupo ako sa tabi nya.
"Stop sounding like dad, Clyde Kesley. At isa pa, di naman ako kung saan saan nakatulog. I stayed in the rooftop kaya dun ako nakatulog.", I answered. Well, it's not that I don't get what he means. Yeah, I agree that it's not safe falling asleep almost everywhere but I can take care of myself. Duh, I'm not seven. I do not mean to make him worry. It's just bad habits die hard.
"You spoiled little brat!" he said annoyed. "I'm still three minutes older than you so call me Kuya!" he added.
"Okay, okay. Kuya! There, happy?" I said. Tss. I hate arguing with this one so yeah. If he says Kuya, edi Kuya. Pero totoo nyan, Kuya naman talaga tawag ko sakanya. Tinatawag ko lang sya sa pangalan nya pag banas ako sakanya. =________=
"Tama na nga yan! Magpractice na tayo." Seth ordered.
Well, if you're wondering, we are in a band called KISMET. Yun yung official band ng school namin. Lahat kami fourth year highschool na pero magkakaiba ng section. Nabuo lang naman yung banda naming nung 3rd year kami pero tumutugtog na kami magkakasama dati pa. Seth, along with me, my twin and Kevin. Kung bakit KISMET, I really don't know. Maybe it sounds good. But Seth said na KISMET means Destiny. But I don't care. I really don't care. So ayun, si Cedric Villacorta which I like to call Seth is our leader and vocalist. Sino pa bang magli-lead sa'min e sya lang ang matino at responsible sa aming apat. Matino din naman ako but someone famous said that "Great power comes with great responsibility." so I'll pass. Isa pa kawawa kaya ni Sed, laging masakit ang ulo sa amin. Si Lanz Kevin Vergara naman, lead guitarist. Kuya CK is the bass guitarist and I am the drummer.
Sabi ni Seth practice na daw kaya kinuha ko na sa backpack ko yung stick ko tapos naupo nako sa harap ng drums.
"Ghosts muna." Seth said.
Yun yung cue then they started playing and Seth started to sing along with Kevin na nagse-second voice.
Naghintay muna ko ng cue ko. Wala naman kasing drum part sa intro ng Ghosts ee.
"This ghost is you.." Seth sang. Yun yung cue ko. Pagkatapos nung line na yun bumilang ako ng 1, 2, 3.. at pumalo nako.
Kasabay ng pagpalo ko feeling ko nailalabas ko yung lahat ng galit ko, frustration at problema. And this is what I like about this band, pagdating sa music nagkakaintindihan kami.
Music is my therapy. Music is my voice and words. Alam nyo yun? Iba kasi e. It makes you feel that you are not alone kasi yung gumawa ng lyrics kamuka mo pala ng nararamdaman. Para kasing yung lyricist sinasabing "Pare I feel you. Ikanta na lang natin to." Yung pag narinig mo yung isang kanta tapos yung lyrics sakto mapapaisip ka, "Oyy akin tong kanta na'to". Ang astig. It feels like that song is your life in words. It feels like that that song is your feelings in words. Yung bawat beat para sa'yo. Alam nyo yung feeling? Epic, infinite!
Ayun, pagkatapos naming tugtugin yung "I Swear This Time I Mean It", "If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Have To Do Was Ask", at "When I Get Home, You're So Dead" sabi ni Seth uwian na daw.
Kaya umuwi na kami agad. Pero syempre kasabay namin si Seth, malapit lang kasi yung bahay namin sa bahay nila. Since kinder ata kapitbahay at schoolmate na namin si Seth ee.
Pagdating namin sa bahay, as usual si Nana at yung mga katulong lang andun. Kami lang ni Kuya sa bahay kasama si Nana at Manong Ed. Si Nana yung nag-aalaga samin ni Kuya since nung baby pa kami. Sanay naman kami since lagi na man talagang busy si Daddy sa trabaho. Most of the time nasa U.S. sya. Dun naka-base yung business nya pero occasionally umuuwi naman sya at nagbabakasyon sa Pinas. He doesn't have that much time for us and it's fine since I cannot stand his presence.
So ayun, pag-uwi nagdinner na kami ni Kuya and I went straight to my room after. If the rooftop of Bradford International School is my haven, my room is my sanctuary.
Kinuha ko yung bag ko to see if I have assignments then I noticed something is missing. Nun ko lang naalala yung blanket at book ko. Na I think in my haste ay naiwan ko sa rooftop. At dun na naman nabuhay yung pagkainis ko sa perverted jerk na yon.
Tss. I wanted to cry in frustration. Kainis kasi. I swear I do not know what to do pag nawala yun. Crap talaga. I just prayed na sana bukas andun pa din yun. T_________T
"Aist. I really hate that perverted jerk! I swear I'm gonna kill him next time we meet."
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