abstracts & him

Five

"Centre Bell?! So they're that big now?" I watch Sabina as she puts a dark red matte lipstick on her lips.

"Thanks to my Dad." Erra sarcastically says as she puts on a black sleeveless top.

NewEra, Reverse's music agency, is owned by Erra's father. No wonder she had the audacity to act that way when we went there weeks ago.

"Are you seriously going out with that?" Erra points out Sabina's lipstick. She actually looked more matured with that color. Her usual light pink tint fits her more.

"Yeah." Erra grabs the lipstick on her hands. "If you can wear that color, why can't I?"

"You can but don't use mine." She keeps it on her pouch. Erra's is only for Erra.

Sabina got here half an hour before Erra and I start getting ready. She did nothing but to touch Erra's things but I know she's doing that only to annoy her.

Today is Reverse's concert and Erra's pretty excited. I don't know what she's up to but I hope it's no trouble.

"I just realized red hair is pretty cool." I look at Sabina from the mirror—I'm in front of—as she indirectly compliments my hair. Actually, my mom hated me for dyeing it red.

"Thanks." I put it into a bun then finished my usual hairdo with a bandana.

"You look better with your hair down."

"I feel better with my hair up." I fix my bandana.

We passed by the lounge to meet Kade and Ezió. Erra asked them to give Sabina and I a ride. She told us to go first because she has to pass by somewhere.

"This will be the last time we're going to give you a free ride." Kade jokes around. He opens the door for Sabina and she smiled at him. We follow them as I walk behind Ezió.

"Thanks." I smile at Ezió before giving him back the helmet. He looks away as he always does. His eyes squints. He looks like he saw someone he knows.

"I got to head inside now." Suddenly, he pulls me near him. "What ar-" I stop myself from talking when we lock eyes. He's leaning on his parked bike, while I'm standing looking into his eyes.

"Regarde moi dans juste dans les yeux." He's tightly holding my wrist and his brown eyes are not leaving mine. These eyes, these mysterious familiar eyes are always avoiding mine and now they're fixed on me.

"What?" I'm confused. I don't understand him and the way he's acting. He then lets go of my wrist. His eyes left mine but I continue to look at his. He's following someone through his gaze.

"Are you okay?" He ignores me again. He rides his bike.

"Faix attention." He closes his face shield then speeds off.

I keep repeating what he said on my way inside. He's serious when he told me what he told me.

There's much more fans inside than what I've expected. They're really famous but honestly, I never heard of them until weeks ago.

I tried to look for Uryella but obviously it's impossible to see her in this sea of crowd. She called last night telling me her boyfriend will just be the one to come with her— I'm the second option. She doesn't know I'm in the crowd right now because I just got dragged by this nasty curly lady beside me.

The band's opening video is starting. I think I can go deaf by this screaming girl on my right side. She's literally crying right now. The band aren't even on stage yet. She's a die-hard fan, as what they call. But when you look on my left, a total opposite— a hater. Erra looks like she went to the wrong place. Everyone surrounding her is jumping with the song—including Sabina— while, she's standing still, eyes focused on nowhere.