Kung ganda lang naman ang pag-uusapan, Quinn Buenavista has always been the prettiest of her peers -- katawang hindi kailanman tumataba, mukhang di na kailangan ng make-up para gumanda, a natural-born fashionista, at a true-blooded alta pa. Pero kun...
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Girls have to know this fact: SILENT WATERS RUN DEEP.
Guys who are not expressive have a million things running through their heads. Things enough to make them look insane. To say it in concrete terms, things enough to make them say what they don't really mean. Things enough to make them lose sleep for days. Or make them fly halfway across the world just to see a millionth-of-a-second glimpse of her.
I admit, it was aversion at first, or maybe more of curiosity. Because Quinn was everything I hated in a girl. She was the exact opposite of the girl I loved. Jane was uncomplicated, motivated, ambitious kahit mahirap, with an air of mystery behind her shy demeanor. Then there's this girl who doesn't even know the true value of wealth, who does whatever she wants because she has money at her disposal, she doesn't even know the real story behind every amount she's squandering. She was the kind of girl my grandma warned me about... "mga babaeng makikitid ang utak." I thought life was unfair. I thought Jane should have her life instead because she deserves it more. But that's just not how the world works.
But I think I may have betrayed myself and my convictions.
I'd like to break down the events that led me to the dilemma of which I am currently experiencing, that has me,wanting to wrench my brains for the life of me.
ONE. I had committed to a close cousin who's a doctor working in a research facility for Alzhemier's in America to help fund their research so in actuality, the plan I had for a benefit to raise funds for the foundation was long overdue because I was trying to juggle extracurricular activities on top of pre-med. But when I finally decided to stop and change majors, dad told me to withdraw from London Business School and go to Bentley, instead. The school was to be managed by me in the future, anyway. It's a good start, dad said. Perfect, Bentley has fundraising events for charities at the end of each year. I thought it was perfect timing. Plus, I heard the school raised 500,000 pesos the year before from the school play, so I volunteered to participate not only to get acquainted with the new environment where I was going to spend the next 2 years of my life, but it was more of a personal fulfillment that I did it myself and not by a team of people working for me or my dad. The foundation, to me, is very personal. Dad also said it might be to our advantage because people have been curious about me so the sales might double this year. (I have stayed off the grid, i have turned down interviews. I allowed one just recently, when I decided to change careers)I thought, how hard can appearing in a school play be?Yeah, right.
TWO. I had already talked to Mr. Torres before flying to the Philippines about the idea of the school play and the theme for this year's play. The Notebook. Love amidst Alzheimer's. Relevant to the foundation, that could work. But... Romance, Drama... What can I do? Filipinos are suckers for love stories and tearjerkers. Suuure, it can't be that bad. Yeah, right. That's when I was given the name of the cast and I saw Quinn's name as the female lead. Now, that's interesting. I finally get to meet the brat who spent what could have been her dad's last piece of money after the divorce, for a get-away in Italy.
