Jak's POV:
"Participants?" I asked the secretary of Dean as I am checking the whole venue.
"Nasa backstage na po sila Miss Jak."
"Ready the gown of Maureen, nasa office. No stain, no dirt even a dot. Make sure na pag kinuha mo, malinis at red pa rin yon, got it?" I crossed my arms and looked straight at her eyes.
"Y-yes po." yumuko muna siya sa harap ko at saka tumakbo palabas.
"On hands si madam ah." lumingon ako sa kanya, si Ashleigh pala. It's currently 1 p.m. and it's Friday. Hindi na nagpapasok si Uncle ng mga classes, para naman raw may audience ang event. Well, fortunately mahalaga rin ang pageant, it's a fund raising for the charities the school hold.
"O e bakit ganyan ka?" nakataas na kilay kong tanong, iba kasi ang ngiti niya.
"Kami na hihihi." hinampas-hampas niya ako. Well then, I'm happy for her. I smiled at her, but I can't hug her to express my happiness for them. I can't tell the reason why I feel this. Aiden was my bestfriend back then and mag 3 years na ng hindi kami nag-usap. I can tell that something's going on with him.
"Hindi ka happy?" nakasimangot na tuloy siya, hays.
I gently brush her hair with my fingers, "Of course happy ako. Kaibigan ko kayong dalawa and I'm glad to hear that news." I smiled at her, my smile is true, I can say. Aiden, I swear, kapag tama ang hinala ko sayo, you won't see Ashleigh ever again. Better to run now or to be gone later.
"Fuentes! Miller!" lumingon kami ni Ash sa sumisigaw, si Min pala.
"What now?" I asked her. Hingal na hingal pa siya at nakahawak sa tuhod niya.
"Si Dy, look at her hair. Red? Gaya-gaya sa'kin hmp. Is that even allowed for no power--"
Tinakpan ni Ash ang bibig ni Min. I frowned and walked where Dy stands, talking to her friends, paano nagkaroon ng kaibigan yan? "What makes you think you're allowed to color your hair without my permission?"
She looked at me and cross her arms, "Bakit? Sino ka ba para pagsabihan ako? Buhok mo ba 'to?" turo niya pa sa buhok niyang panget.
"No. I don't own trash. But according to my own rule, ultimo cuticle pa yan, ipagpapaalam mo sa'kin. Don't disobey me." madiin kong sabi.
Natawa siya, "Woah, President naman. Why are you like that? It's pageant at kailangan bihis at maganda--"
"Maganda na yan? Call me feeler or desperada but wala pa yan sa talampakan ko. Subukan mong pumasok na ganyan pa rin ang buhok mo sa susunod na araw, susunugin ko yan." I walked away.
Nakangiti naman sa'kin ang dalawa kong kaibigan pagkabalik ko do'n. Hindi na lang ako umimik.
BINABASA MO ANG
CAN IT BE? (on-going)
ActionUNDER MAJOR EDITING. ---- Any insights about conditions of love? Would HE take the risk to get HER old self back? Or could it go otherwise? Can HE know HER secret? Can SHE give him the love HE deserves? Can SHE win against the pain and suffer s...
