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Romance: Prompt 1

Hi! I know, it's been a while. Alam ko rin na naka-isang taon nanaman ako nung sinabi ko na tina-try kong magsulat. As usual, life happened. Nagsulat pa rin naman ako pero not as much na, lol. Anyway, as you've read sa description, this will be my prompt book! Dito ako magpa-practice ng iba't ibang genre, so don't hesitate to leave a nasty comment or two. Yun lang! Here's the prompt:

"Oh my God, you're in love!"
"What! No, no, no!"
"Yes! You are!"
"No, no! Damn it, no!!"

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"Hey, Tammy!" I jumped, almost dropping my water bottle, and looked at the person who called me with wide eyes. I saw this really, really cute looking guy in my Literature class, waving, smiling at me. Oh boy, how many girls would've killed to be in my spot right now. I removed my bottle from the water dispenser and waved back at him. What was his name again? Paul? Tom? Mike? By the time he was in front of me, I took a quick glance at his ID. George. Right. I looked up with a smile on my face and beamed at him.

"Hey! What's up?" He ran his fingers through his messy hair and let out a big sigh. He smiled at me again, which made me raise an eyebrow. I have so many questions in my head right now. The main ones being why this beautiful creature is suddenly standing and smiling sheepishly in front of me, and why he looked so exhausted. All of that came to a stop when he proceeded to explain.

"I just wanted you to know that I chose you to be my Eliza for the play," he said as he flashed me the biggest and brightest smile I have ever seen in my entire life. It took all of my willpower to suppress the redness that was beginning to rise to my cheeks, which unfortunately resulted to me smiling at him, completely dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, gripping my water bottle tightly. First of all, why. Second of all, how. Third of all, holy shit.

Okay, I know you might be confused so let me backtrack for a bit. Our final project for our Literature class was, surprisingly, a play. A musical, to be more specific. Our class reached a compromise that concern those who wanted to play one of the characters in the play. They would have to audition for the role that they want, and the surprising part was that most of the class wanted a role to play. I, on the other hand, volunteered to teach our class the ensemble parts of the said musical, and help out with the props.

Sure, it was a well-known fact in our class that I am a part of the choir and that automatically makes me a candidate for a major role, but the thing is; I have terrible stage fright. I'm fine with performing as a group, hence, me being a part of the choir, but to be an actual actress? Oh Lord, I think I'm going to vomit.

I heard him chuckle, which made me snap out of my trance and glare at him. "You guys know that I have stage fright! I can't possibly take that big of a role!" I screeched. Those who passed us stared when I suddenly screamed. I mentally kicked myself for screaming at the heartthrob of our campus and took note of the possibility of getting ambushed by his fans on the way home. He just shrugged at my sudden outburst and grinned.

"I'm sure you'll do great. You're an amazing singer! And if you need help with the acting, I'm always here to be your sort-of mentor," he said. I couldn't help but make myself a slight shade of pink at what he said. I crossed my arms and squinted at him, still not giving him an opening to further charm me.

"There must be a reason why you chose me instead of the other girls in our class," I said, a slight hint of prying in my voice. He, fortunately, got the message and shyly scratched his cheek. He murmured his answer, which made me smirk. I cupped my ear and mockingly asked, "Excuse me? Can you speak a little louder?"

He rolled his eyes at me and said, "I want you for the role because you're the only girl who's not all-over me, blushing and stuff." My smug look fell and was quickly replaced by shock. I just can't believe how dense this person is! I am definitely no better than his fans and stalkers because I also like him the way they do! For him to not notice that... I don't know. I opened my mouth to say something, but immediately closed it when I realized I have nothing else to say. I clicked my tongue and scratched the back of my neck in annoyance.