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EFFORTLESS MISTAKE

AMETYST'S POV:

PINUKPOK ko ang dingding kasabay ng pagpukpok ko sa ulo ko. Everywhere I turn my head naalala kong hinahalikan ko siya! And it is absolutely, undeniably unforgettable.

Haish! Nakakawala sa ulirat!

“Tangina eh no,” napakamot ako sa ulo ko ng madiin. Damn it, sometimes gusto ko nalang magpakain sa lupa!

What about her girlfriend? Siguro natrigger lang talaga ako kagabi, may dalaw ako kaya nag-iinit ulo ko! Hanep naman self! Naghahanap ng halik pag mainit ang ulo?

Ulul.

Bumaling ang paningin ko sa cellphone ko na ngayon ay may nagpop-up na notification.

Gabriel:

Sushi, can I see you? :')

Hindi ko nireplyan at humiga sa malapad na kama. Sarap talagang magpahinga, wala ako sa mood ngayon kaya hindi kita mareplyan Gabriel!

Hanggang sa umabot na ng minuto na nakatitig lang ako sa ceiling ng kwarto ko, wala pa’din akong kibo at hindi gumagalaw.

Babangon sana ako ng maalala ko na naman yung mukha ko na nareflect sa vanity mirror noong naghalikan kami.

Nakakaiyak ang katangan ko.

Ametyst:

Ah, sorry. Hindi ako makakapunta eh, masama pakiramdam ko. *-*

Tinapon ko yung cellphone ko sa may kama at tumayo. Gusto kong uminom ng tubig kaso baka pati tubig hindi ko mainom. Pero hindi kalaunan ay pumunta pa din ako sa kusina at mabilis naman na bumalik sa kwarto.

Napagdesisyonan ko nalang na sumayaw. Nagbihis kaagad ako ng jogging bra at dolphin shorts. I've been doing this since then, when I discovered that I really want to dance. Gusto kong ipakita yung talento ko pero... basta.

Kinuha ko yung speaker sa storage room at sinilip yung kapatid ko sa kwarto niya. She's now smiling at her phone pero hindi ko siya pinakialaman. I know it's a wattpad character.

Para sa’kin, to dance is freedom or a flower blooming, even tired it can be used as an energy for one's nourishment. The music was now part of my blood.

Tumugtog yung kanta na Deuces ni Chris Brown.

All the bullshits wanna burn,
You ain't nothing but a moisture, Ah, ah, ah
I was hoping for a better or worse, waiting for me to fuck up...

I swayed my head as I made a step inside my head. I started dancing like an oiled machine. Others hated overreacting dancers but for me it was perfection, not eccentricity but grace. Every dancer's expression is a way for my genius movement, and I was watching my hone, it was a breath taking dance.

Other girl, yeah,
I noticed what I need,
I noticed what I mean
When I'm telling keep it on my bridge, oh, ooh.

Even I'm just starting, sweat were dripping around my body, I saw my body in the body mirror and my cheeks just turned red. Twirls, sway, touch, gliding from place to place, arms suddenly held infront, and feeling the rythm.

Oh, oh, oho, oh, start dropping on my... Deuces. Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah yeah, don't you think that I'm leaving... Deuces.

However, when I'm dancing I can't feel anything but an invitation from the music. Hindi ko na matandaan kung ilang beses na akong tumatanggi sa mga dance troupe members dahilan sa mga problema ko.