Chapter 9: So this is my End?

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Andi's POV

    It's a day before my graduation. I'm so excited. I don't know. Maybe, babalik nako sa Pilipinas. I miss my parents kahit tinapon lang nila kami. Joke. Haha. I decided to go to a Designer tsaka make up artist. Pupunta nalang ako sa kaibigan ko, si Alliza Lee, designer from Paris siya. Tsaka si Derek Guidotti, Make up artist niya.

        Sa Miami pa sila. So yeah, I travelled to go there. I missed them too, since my grade school graduation, di ko na sila nakita. It took half an hour, pero it's worth it kasi nandito sila. Yey!

     "Alliza! I miss you sis!" I hugged her. Gosh, ang tangkad na niya. 5'6 lang ako. Siguro nasa 5'9 na siya. Yikes.

     "Sis! I missed you too, you grown so fast. The last time I saw you, you were just this tall and this fat. Hahaha" Ugh. Yeah. I was a fat kid back then, but Aunt Joan told me to be fit. So yeah, I'm sexy na. Haha. Gosh. I'm so feelingera.

     "Yeah. But look, I can be a model of yours now. Haha. Sooooo.. Where's my other half? Where's my twin sister, Derrie?" I asked her. Woa. A guy just appeared from nowhere. He's fucking hot. Ugh.

    "Alliza's boyfriend?" I asked the guy. And he hysterically laughed. Shit. "DERRIE?! Omaygash. You're hot my twinnie! I miss you!" And hugged him. He changed, or evolved I think.

     "Omaygash, Twinnie. Don't harass me. I'm still a girl, Okay? I'm beautiful. Look!" Then rumampa siya. May mini runway si Alli sa office niya. Haynako. Haha. Pogi nga siya, Baklush parin naman. Haha.

        "Stop that Derek! Eew. Act like a dude! It doesn't fit your new beauty. Hahaha." I laughed. He was a great model, Para talaga siyang sasabak ng Miss Universe, but it doesn't fit with the clothes he's wearing. Naka'semi formal siya na tux. Haha.

      "Whatever, Andi. Whateverrrrrrr....." He said and went down the runway.  They asked me, what do I need. Sabi pa nila kung financially daw, wala sila. Pang'beauty lang sila, di pang'pera. Grave. Haha.

      "Well, tomorrow's my graduation, and I need your help." I calmly said. "WHAAAAAAAAAT?! Why didn't you tell us?! So we could do a design for you.." Alli said. ".... And a make up that fits your baby face..." Derek added. I smiled slyly. Talagang gusto nila akong pagandahin. Haays. Haha. Maganda nako pls. Sht. Feelingera.

      "Thankyou. But I lost time, that's why I'm here. You can still help me, right?" I asked them. Nagkatinginan sila, and nag'ngitian. Nakooooo.... Gagawin nanaman nila akong Barbie, Noooo! Alli grabbed me by my arm, then pumasok kami sa walk in closet niya.

        "Woooooooooooow....." I gasped. Shet. Daming gown and cocktail dresses. Ang ga'ganda. Ang ganda talaga. Futa. Putapete. Yun nalang talaga masasabi ko.

    "So come on... Pick one... Those dresses fits to you. My cousin will be graduating too, that's why I already designed dresses for you. Come on, pick all the ones you want. Don't worry, it's charged on me." Then she winked at me. Napailing nalang ako. Hmm.

      I want that peach dress. It's backless then it has a big ribbon at the end of the cut. Then sleeveless siya. Meron siyang black collar na nilalagay lang. Then meron siyang parang belt na black. Simple siya, but it's elegent. With black heels siya naka'pair. Ang ganda.

      I also picked a red dress. Chinese collar siya. It's sleeveless. it has red jewels. Naka'spread siya sa may lower part. Sa may parang skirt na. Then the higher part is designed with complicated lines in darker reds. White flats are paired with it.

"These dresses, Alli. I love them." I told her and gave it. She smiled at me.

    "I said it. You're still boyish, but elegant. You love collars. Haha." She said to me. Yes. I don't like exposing my neck and collar bone. They always notice it. Tsaka parang I feel naked without collars.

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