A Game Called "Love"

Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Performance ♤

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Zhea's POV

*dug *dug *dug *dug

K-k-kinakabahan ako.

*gulp*

After seeing the stage in person, my stomach suddenly flipped.

I'm not feeling really well about this.

I need to fix myself, shocks!

Stage pa lang yan! Stage!

Wala pang tao oh!

Kaya pa ba?

Back-out na kaya ako?

"Zhea!" ate Yhannie called. Shooks, kahit sobrang nanginginig ang buong katawan ko, I ran to them with my electric guitar.

This is the only thing that makes me feel comfortable. But whenever napapatingin ako sa paligid, bumabalik yung kaba.

Yung takot.

At yung kung ano ano pang pumipilipit sa insides ko.

They let us seat in the first row ng audience because priority 'daw' nila kaming mga girls.

Remind me again why we need a separate day for our class to perform?

Bakit hindi na lang inisang araw yung performace ng buong grade namin?

And the other sections had another section performing with them on the same time but different places.

It's so unfair! Nahati yung audience nila and because mixed section sila mixed din ang audience but why do we only have girls as our audience?

Oh right... because most of our classmates are boys.. and famous on top of that.

Ughh! This sucks!

We were instructed to leave all our instuments backstage and being separated from my guitar in this moment is like torture for me.

The same goes with Trisha, kaya nakipagaway pa sya sa isang student para lang makuha yung drumsticks nya and result? Of course she won.

We were sitting on our seats when the event finally started. Para akong nasusuka... but on the beight side, Trisha is the only one who looks calm and confident thanks to her drum sticks.

Unfair... Naisip ko tuloy na drummers should need their whole drum set for comfort not only the sticks.

After sumigaw ng mga fans sa paligid for I-don't-know reason, maraming what ifs ang biglang pumasok sa isip ko.

What if magka-mali ako?

What if may makalimutan ako?

What if may tumawa samin?

What if--- I become the reason of our failure?

Sa sobrang conscious ko sa sarili, hindi ko na napigilang mamaluktot at yumakap sa mga binti ko.

I was trying to remember the positive side of everything and man! It's so hard! It took me almost forever to finally convince myself into facing my fears....

.....which was not a good idea.... yet.

Because after convincing myself to see the bright side of what's going to happen, my hands actually trembled worse than before.

I could not even hold the strings and the chords right!

I also forgot how to strum. Damn.

Our practice here backstage was a total mess.