Rhythm Of The Waves (COMPLETED)

05 - Producer

There were a lot of doubts about Felicia entering my mind. Felicia had always copied what I did, mula sa panamit ko, favorite food ko, even my mannerisms. Pero never napadpad sa ganito yung ginawa niya-- she's acting like as if she's me. However, I told myself to not think of her so badly, she's my friend, one of the people who consoled me in New York when I was having a hard time.

Kasalukuyan ay nasa bahay na kami, dito namin pinapunta yung ibang guests nung mage-end na yung mismong celebration. Malapit lang naman kasi, sa tabi nga talaga ng venue yung bahay nina lola, eh.

"Thank you for coming to the party!" medyo nainis ako nang nakita ko siyang nasa labas ng bahay namin, she was seeing the guests off beside mom and ate, something na hindi niya dapat gawin kasi guest din naman siya, and it's not like relative ko siya.

I managed to smile at her, "Cia, why don't you go to the garden? I'm going to perform there, anyways. You don't have to do this," tinuro ko yung daan papuntang garden at nagpilit akong 'wag ipahalata na naiinis na ako sa kanya. Even though she's my friend, ayaw ko talagang ginagawa niya 'to! It's insulting!

She shook her haid, "No, I insist... I was late when I arrived here and I didn't even realize that I actually wore a dress with the similar design as yours!" she smiled at me as well.

I sighed. Bakit ko nga ba inisip na nakakainis siya? There's no way that she did this on purpose. Besides, Felicia is one of the purest people I've ever met. I felt disappointed at myself na inisip ko pa nga 'yun.

"Okay," I said.

Habang inaasikaso yung mga bisita, napansin kong panay tingin sila sa 'kin at kay Felicia. I didn't think much about it, though. Baka kasi dahil parehas kami ng damit ngayon.

"Baby, punta muna akong cr, ha?" pagpaalam sa akin ni ate, ilang minuto pagkatapos kong napunta dito. I nodded and ate smiled at me before patting my head. Pero bago man siya tuluyang makaalis, nakita ko kung paano niya tinignan ng masakit si Cia.

Simula nung nakilala niya si Cia, ay ganyan na talaga siya. Palagi niyang tinitignan ng masama si Cia, at kung kakausapin man siya nito ay hindi niya naman pinapansin. Para bang may ayaw siya kay Cia.

Ganun din naman yung mga kaibigan ko kay Cia. They treated her very differently from how they treated me and Abby. Each and every time that they see her, minamataan talaga nila ito, parang hinihintay na may gawin siyang masama o ano.

I don't know why they think Cia is bad, though. Sure, kung iisipin, mukha nga siyang copycat ngayon. Pero, I've known her for longer than that at alam ko na mabuting tao si Felicia. Na mabuti siyang kaibigan.

When ate took longer than expected, nag-paalam ako kina mom at Cia na pupuntahan ko siya sa cr.

"Hey, I think Yara is insecure of Felicia," napakunot yung noo ko nang narinig yung pinaguusapan ng ilang guest nang nakarating na ako sa powder room. Hindi ko kasi nakita si ate sa cr kaya napatanto kong narito siya.

What do they mean, insecure ako kay Felicia? I've never felt that way because of her. Kahit pa ipakita sa akin yung mga babaeng mas maganda sa 'kin ay never akong na insecure. They're beautiful in their own ways, and so am I. Kung naging insecure man ako, siguro ay dahil naman iyon sa mga ex-girlfriends ni Blaze, and she's not one of them!

Kahit pa ay nainis ako sa kanila, I stayed at the exact same position I am in. Gusto kong pakinggan kung ano yung sunod nilang sasabihin.

"OMG, yes! Did you hear it from Cia, too? That Yara actually copied her outfit?" nagtawa pa silang dalawa.

I clenched my dress when I heard that. I never copied Felicia! And what do they mean, they heard it from her?

I started to think about it again. Felicia was the one who approached me first, and ever since we became friends, palagi niyang sinusunod yung mga gawi ko. She even started to pursue music because she wanted to be "twinnies" with me. I never suspected her simula nung nagkakilala kami, not even once. Pero ngayon ay naging klaro na sa akin yung lahat. Felicia was the one who was insecure at me-- so much that she wanted to be me.