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BALLOONS

I am about to go to the said place in the middle of the palace when someone caught my attention. It's Miguel and Janah. Miguel is taking a picture of Janah who is smiling widely while making a finger heart on her right hand.

Miguel is smiling while taking a picture of Janah and I can't help but to be hurt inside. He was my crush since grade seven. He was so annoying that day I met him. Until one day, I just awaken by the idea of having a crush on him.

Until now, we are in the grade twelve, I still like him the way I does back then. I can't stop myself from envying Janah. I really believe that Miguel likes him. I can tell by the way he look at Janah. I can't help myself but to scream inside.

“Done!” he said as he run towards Janah who is obviously waiting for him. He stop at running and smile at her.

She smile widely and look at the picture Miguel takes. Her eyes spark as if she really loves the way Miguel took a picture of her.

I smile to forget my pain.

I am about to walk away when I thought of something. I know it might sounds crazy or desperate but I think I should do it, for the last time, I guess.

I smile and start walking towards Miguel. I stop and smile at him.

“Hey, Miguel! Can you take me a picture, too?” I ask while avoiding the nervousness I felt.

He smile, “Yeah, sure.” he said as he get my phone.

I turn my back on him because that's the angle I want. When I am turning my back on him. I turn around and smile at him then I approach him.

“Thank you, Miguel.” I said and then I get my phone and walk away.

After that day, I decided to avoid him. I know that I didn't have any chance at him so it's better to avoid him than make my feelings go deeper.

One day, my choreographer texted me that we should go to the palace to practice our dance. I am a dancer: a ballet dancer.

After she texted the time, I immediately dressen myself up. I wore a pink t-shirt and a black jeans. I know it's a dance practice but I just want to be comfortable while doing it so I dressed myself like I want to.

I arrive at the palace. I immediately headed to the center where chandeliers are sparkling while twisting around the place. I smiled.

At the middle of the place, I saw my co-ballerina so I approach them. I am two-meters away than them when someone grab my hand and give me a red heart-shaped balloon. I accept it and smile at him.

“Thank you, Dexter.” I said smiling at him. He wink at me and then walk away.

The day went good. The practice went smoothly. It's seven in the evening when I decided to go home.

I am about to headed home when someone grab my hand. I slowly glared at him and my jaw literally drop. There, I saw Miguel smiling at me while there are three round balloons on his hand.

I gaze at him, doubting.

“What are you doing? The balloons, for who?” I ask him.

He didn't answer my questions, instead he directly gave it to me, so I accept it wholeheartedly.

I smile at him. I am about to say 'thank you' when he suddenly grab my hand tightly and start running—ahmm, I mean, WE start running.

I couldn't stop myself from smiling while running with him, plus the fact that he is helding my hand as if he didn't want me to disappear in his life.

While smiling because of that thought, the red heartshaped balloon that Dexter gave me suddenly slip out of my hand, so I look up the sky and there, I saw the balloon flying upon the blue sky.

I smile and hold the balloons that Miguel gave me coz I don't want to lose it. I don't want to. This time, I realize that actions speak more than words.

“Don't let go of my hand, Giselle. We'll go to my palace and I'll introduce you to my family as my only one.” Prince Miguel said as he tighten his hand on mine.

So, pano ba 'yan? Magiging prinsesa na rin ako. Paalam.