Third Shot

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A Cinderella Story: Third Shot

Cinderella Tuazon

Hey, J!

It's been weeks since I started on our new client project - the Andres' full wedding - and so far, okay naman ang lahat. I already gave Ariel and Jas the details and yung idea ni Sandra for the wedding and now I'm working on her wedding dress and other dresses for the abays and groom, pati nadin yung damit ng parents at ibang nag-order. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako nagsusulat ngayon when I should be designing clothes pero I'm having a hard time designing right now and I don't know why. Lack of inspiration, maybe?

Ewan ko ba, J, pero these past few days sobrang depressed ako - hindi ko din alam kung bakit, I just feel depressed. Siguro dahil malapit na ang death anniversary ni daddy, or dahil malapit na naman ang birthday ko slash my mom's death anniversary, or maybe because I haven't seen my friends in almost a week and I'm feeling... alone... again.

Buti ka pa, J, hindi mo 'ko iniwan. Seven years na tayong magkasama and you're always there when I need you. HAHA! I'm so pathetic, 'no? The only constant thing in my life for seven years is you - a notebook, a journal. How pitiful.

Well, I better go and wallow in self-pity. Bye, J!

I sighed and locked my journal in it's case at tinitigan ko na naman ang blank na sketchpad ko. Tapos ko na yung gown ni Sandra and it's currently being made - if I remember correctly, it was mostly lace design and it was mostly silk-made. The color theme of the wedding was red - binago lang din ni Sandra - and white. According to Sandra, ayaw ni Raymond ang royal blue so she changed it.

My phone beeped and I was thankful for the distraction. Kinuha ko yung phone ko mula sa purse ko and saw it was a text from Jasmine  on kik.

Jasmine: Are you free rn?

Oh, ano naman kaya kailangan neto? She rarely texts, honestly. Pero, like I said, I'm thankful for a distraction right now.

Erella: I am. Napa-text ka?

Jasmine: I need to talk someone. Ikaw lang free ngayon eh.

Erella: Okay, san ba? I'm at Metro rn.

Jasmine: On my way, bi.

Hindi na ako nag-reply at hinintay nalang siya. I closed my sketchpad at binalik yun sa purse bag ko along with my journal case. I sipped my cocktail and glanced around me. Nasa VIP section na naman ako and in my most favorite spot - sa pinaka-likod sa window side. Wala pang masyadong tao kasi hapon pa lamang, Metro looks so classy right now - lagi naman eh; from 9am to 10pm, that is. I came her to escape from the mansion. Planners and designers are all over the place - they were planning the twins' 22nd birthday. I argued na dapat hindi na, ang tatanda na nila pero they keep insisting na dapat magpa-party dahil matagal-tagal nadin daw since we had a party. Gusto nilang i-hire ang Clishique pero ako na mismo ang nag-decline ng request nila. No way am I handling their party - over my dead body.

After twenty minutes, nakita kong papalapit na si Jas and I waved while she smiled at me. Guys were ogling my dear friend and I don't blame them. Isa talagang  head-turner si Jasmine with her pitch-black hair that reaches past her waist tapos morena siya, her skin complexion is really to-die-for. And her hour-glass figure is jaw-dropping, even I will admit it. I'm pear-figured but I'm confident with my body. I work hard for it. And I'm not the insecure-type of girl - especially not with my best friends.

I stood up and kissed her cheek. "Hi, Jas," bati ko at umupo while she took the seat in front of me.

She smiled. "Hi, bi. Ano na naman nangyari sa bahay niyo at andito ka?" tanong niya while smirking. She really knows me..

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