Of Lines and Love

Line 3

Line 3

"Where do you think you're going?" Ellora raised an eyebrow while her hand is on her waist.

Tatakas na sana ako to escape and quietly go back to the dorms and have a peaceful night all by myself. Ang dami kayang assignment para bukas!

I don't wanna go clubbing.

I curse crowded places to death.

"I'm not going."

"Don't be silly, we're going," she waved her hand and turned to Iradessa and Uri, "Help me here!"

"Why?" clueless, Iradessa asked.

"Di daw sya sasama!" Ellora pointed at me.

Seriously.

Uri's and Iradessa's jaw dropped in disbelief.

What's with all these parties anyway? Besides booze, loud music, and bodies touching? That doesn't sound fun to me.

"We have Theory tommorow." I reasoned.

At saka Tuesday pa lang kaya! Kakasimula lang halos ng linggo tapos mag-aaya sila mag-clubbing?! Is this how it is in the Mainland?!

"So? It's not like we're getting drunk!" Ellora countered.

I highly doubt that.

"I go back by ten." I laid down my terms para matapos na.

"Nya! Dun pa lang nagsisimula yung party!" Uri exclaimed.

"Don't care."

"Fine, fine! Killjoy." Ellora pouted.

We all agreed to meet each other at the common room. Pagbaba ko tsaka ko naisip na dapt pala di na ko bumaba. Nagpalit na lang sa ako ng pajamas at natulog.

"May pilgrimage ka?" Ellora raised her filled eyebrow.

Ever so dramatic. I wore my black jeans and tank top with a jacket on top. Di na ko naghalungkat pa ng club attire. Aside from not having any, wala naman akong balak maki-party.

"I don't have anything else, okay?"

"Kahit shorts? Show some leg!"

"Tss. Buti nga bumaba ako eh."

"Fine, Miss Goody-two-shoes."

What's wrong with being a goody-two-shoes anyway?

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My stomach churned with the sight. Ang daming tao kahit weekday! We had dinner at an Italian restaurant first before going to Garnet.

Famous for catering to Grimaldi students alcoholic needs.

We squeezed through the sea of people to find our crowd. Meron pang ilan na nakaapak sa paa ko. I couldn't help but scowl at my first time clubbing.

"Val!"

"Yo!"

They gave high-fives to each other so I did the same. When they passed out drinks from shot glasses, I internally frowned.

"Come on, just one?" Hadley must have noticed my discomfort.

So kumpleto ata buong section, huh?

"To BSAR 1!" we raised our glasses.

One drop of the alcohol and my face contorted.

Disgusting.

They laughed at my reaction.