Chapter 47: Dancing on my Own
I invited him and with no hesitations he agreed. Psh. I can’t resist him after all the damage that he gave me. Hay nako ewan ko ba bumabalik nanaman ata ako sa pagiging tanga eh.
He promised me na kung saan siya naka-upo kahapon eh dun pa rin siya. Sinabi ko kasi na siya yung ginawa kong spot though hindi naman talaga dapat siya. No choice lang talaga ako kahapon. Tch. -__-
8 pm sharp yung start ng show and now kahit nandito ako sa backstage i’m still hoping, fingers crossed na sana makahabol pa siya sa show ko. He has 30 minutes to come here and watch me dance on my own.
It’s funny to think na sinong mag-aakala na yung favourite song ko na ayaw kong mangyari sakin eh mangyayari na ngayon sakin.
Ugh. I thought I already found the new music that would perfectly fit into my dance but I guess it was just a thought.
The thought that truly hurts.
I came into my senses when someone knocked on the door.
“mommy” how surprising. Maybe she’s here to wish me the best of my luck!
“Paris, you should be in your best performance tonight. There would be many ballet institutions to look after your performance” is that all mom? Argh! Sabe na eh yung pride nanaman niya yung inuna niya. ayaw niyang mapahiya. Tch. >3<
“what now Paris?” she’s waiting for my answer
“okay mom i’ll be in my best performance” I squeak
“good. Get yourself ready, the show will start in 10 minutes” after she left the room Miss Hanna enters.
“break a leg Paris!” she grasp.
This is really it. I will now be dancing on my own.
“BRAVO” the audience gave us a big round of applause after the Dance of the Cygnets.
The butterflies in my stomach are completely churning. I looked at Von who is smiling at me as I start to turn around.
And they gave me a standing ovation after I finished my pirouette.
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