[quote]sorry kung maikli. more tomorrow. [/quote] [b][size=3]ONE[/size][/b] [i]Keenah[/i] “Keenah? Uy. Can you hear me?” sabi ni Cedric, bestfriend ko, through the phone. “Yes I can hear you. Nasaan ba kayo?” I replied. Ano ba yan, nagkakawalaan na kami. “Andito na kami sa may audience. Ikaw nasaan ka na ba?” he asked. Worry was audible in his tone. “Eto na papunta na. Diba sabi ko naman kasi saglit lang?” “Oo na. O dali, bilisan mo na. I think the show’s about to start. We saved you a seat too.” “Yeah, yeah. I’m coming na sige.” Then I hung up. Wenk. Ako nga pala si Keenah Ortega. 16 years of age, incoming senior hs sa pasukan. Normal naman ang pamumuhay ko. Haha. Masaya naman ako at I’m not wanting anything at the moment.. I rarely do. Kadalasan kase, whatever it is life hands me, I just accept without question. Happy-go-lucky type of person lang ako, kumbaga. Currently, asa mall ako. At I’m on my way to the fashion show ng Bench, dun pa sa may dulong part ng mall yun so I’d better hurry. Isa kasi sa mga rarampa yung kabarkada namin, si Jem. So yon, todo-support naman kami kaya papanuorin namin siya. Nauna nga lang yung mga ibang kasama ko. Bumili pa kasi ako sa Starbucks e. [align=center] [u] [/u][/align] Eeh. Andami ng tao. At nagsstart na sila. Pano ko pa kaya mahahanap sina Cedric nito? I decided to just walk through the crowd at constantly scan for the familiar faces I knew. Ano ba yan, ilang minuto na ang nakalipas. May mga nagagalit na sakin na manonood. Nakasalabat daw ako sa daan. E anong gusto nilang gawin ko diba, gumapang o lumipad? Ganon? I looked harder. Tae talaga, asan nb yung mga yun? I decided to just call again. As I was dialing my phone, naglalakad ako. And I realized a few moments later that that was a mistake kasi may nabunggo ako. “S-sorry.” I muttered. Siya naman patay-malisya. Wenk. Snob. Dirediretso lang ako sa paglalakad. This time tinago ko na phone ko and I was back to just looking with my eyes. Nakakainis talagaaa. Asan na ba yung— Ayuuuuuuuuuuuuun! I found them. They were looking intently at the stage. They showed no signs of seeing me. So yon. pinuntahan ko nalang sila. Tapos nanuod na kaming sabay2 while we cheered for Jem. [align=center] [u] [/u][/align] [i]Cale[/i] “So, pare, you enjoying the show?” Marc asked. Haaay. I knew this was a bad idea. Why did I let them drag me into this? “Tol alam mo namang wala akong interes sa mga ganito eh.” “Sa damit oo wala, pero sa chicks wala nga rin ba? I mean c’mon Cale, andaming magagandang model o. Ang sesexy pa. Tapos tignan mo yun o.” He said, referring to the model that was walking on the stage at the moment. “Dahil siya yung pinakamaganda sakanila, I’m gonna set you up with her. ” Ang kulet talaga e. Si Marc kasi pinsan niya yung make-up artist ng models ngayon. Kaya sigurado, nakonchaba niya siya para makuha yung number nila. E wala naman akong interes mangchicks ngayon. Ewan ko kung bakit. Wala siguro sa mood? Besides, the girl he pointed wasn’t the prettiest girl today.. No, there was a prettier one walking through the crowd oh. I noticed her a few minutes ago. Nung napatingin ako sa direction niya. She was holding a frappuccino from Starbucks and dialling on a phone. Uy, may tao siyang mabubunggo! [i]Lumingon ka sa harap mo, huy! Ayan na oh.[/i] I thought to myself, wishing I could tell her these words. Boom! Nabunggo nga. She looked apologetic to the man she bumped, and then said something. Probably sorry. Tapos nagtuloytuloy na siya sa paglalakad. Maya-maya umupo na siya among a few teens. She was talking to them so I assumed they were her friends. [b]Oh well. Enough about her..[/b]