If there's one thing that I dislike about my new school--it's the fact that everybody sees me. When I am walking down the hallway and when I enter my classroom. It made me feel so alienated. Guys don't talk to me and girls giggle when I look at them. I am not feeling that I am the cutest hunk they have seen, but truly and honestly, it makes me uncomfortable. Everybody is so nice and everyone is offering you even their seats. They need to know that I am also a student like them. Then there's this girl Tanya who is like always, always talk as if she's in a stage play or something. Then, her friends would smile at me and wave. It might sound so nice but I am not used to this attentions. Well, I am not giving up here...maybe it's because this is only Day 1.
Mr. Trillo, our Dramatics teacher welcome me and talked about the forthcoming participation during alumni celebration and the scholarship. I just want an alibi to get out of here for a while so I raised my hand: "I got to use it."
"Do you know where it is, Brandon?"
"I could show you where it is," Tanya volunteered.
"Thank you.I think I know where it is."
Honestly, I don't--- I am not peeing anyway. I just want to get out of that class for 5-10 minutes or more...
I find myself in the auditorium. Nobody was there there and it was so quiet when...plays the intro of Sexy Love by Neyo.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t0S0uwxaD5o
I move towards the right side of the auditorium which is below the bleachers on the right. It is a wide empty space which is like dance studio with lots of mirrors. It is not conspicuous to the other side of the mini-dome but because there was no one else there and the lights are off in the middle aisle, you could hear the music. Somebody is rehearsing. It's not my habit to sneak and peek but something drawn me to the music. But there she was..the dancer. I could not see her face because of the light that reflects from the mirror. Her hair pulled up and tied in an untidy manner, her bangs and some hair flowing down. Her hair was messy in a good way. She was concentrating on the steps and counting to herself. She was just wearing a simple shirt on, shorts, tights and rubber shoes--but she danced with attitude.
Then, she suddenly stopped and turned the music off.
"Rod, ikaw na yan?"
She sensed somebody is watching her and yes, it's me, nobody else. I walked out of the railings that covered the bleachers and showed myself.
Now I see her face---- an angel's face--- simple, no make up on and she's sweating out. I could see that she's also was surprised to see me there, so she ran at the side and took her towel. She wiped off the sweat from her face and smiled at me.
"I am so sorry. I am just looking for the boy's bathroom...you know that little boy's room." Funny but I was gesturing that "pee-ing" movement in front of her.
She just pointed at my back on the right and there it is--- boys' bathroom.
"Thank you so much." Then I ran but this time I am really doing it. I hope I could talk to her again and get her name. When I came out, she was gone.
