Paris
"Ven," I called the moment I barged into her room. She was taking her precious time doing her makeup. Napabuntong hininga ako.
"We need to go," Thirty minutes na lang kasi ay magsisimula na ang laro ng Wolves. The bleachers would be packed, for sure. Ayokong mahirapan kami sa paghahanap ng upuan.
She turned to me. "Geez, calm down," giit niya. "Don't stress. Makakaabot pa naman tayo."
Humarap ulit siya sa salamin at pinagtuunan ang eyebrows niya. Between me and Venny, Venny's definitely the girly one. Light makeup lang naman ang inilalagay niya pero talagang grabe ang oras na inilalaan niya para roon.
Bakit nga ba ako pumayag na makisabay sa kapatid kong 'to?
"So, hindi ka na talaga pupunta sa game nina King?" she asked without looking at me. She was so busy applying her mascara.
Naalala ko tuloy ulit si King dahil sa tanong niya. Yeah. I'd made up my mind. Medyo nakakapanlumo pa rin naman na hindi ako makakapanood sa last game ni King but, what can I do? Isa pa, naka oo na ako kay Ezzio. I didn't want to be untrue to my words. Besides, I knew how much this meant to him. For some reason, I didn't want to disappoint Ezzio.
Instead of giving an answer, I decided to ignore what she said. "Bilisan mo na lang d'yan. Maghihintay ako sa baba."
I guess she noticed the slight change of the tone of my voice because before I closed the door, I caught her look my way.
It took 5 more minutes for Venny to show up in the living room. She wore a black spaghetti strap top tucked in her denim jeans. Nagsuot siya ng iilang accessories katulad ng kwintas, bracelet, at earrings. On the other hand, I wore an off-shoulder top with faded jeans. I let down my hair like the usual. A silver necklace hung on my neck.
Hindi na kami nagtagal. Dumiretso na agad kami sa campus. When we arrived, I saw a lot of unfamiliar faces. Siguradong galing sila sa ibang school. The entrance of LMU swarmed with people but the football area was a different story. Mas maraming tao ang naroon. It was only near 5pm but the floodlights were already on. I could hear the LMU students chanting along with the marching band's drums. May mga announcements rin na naririnig sa speakers. Everything going on in the whole place was very enlivening.
Nang lumiko papunta sa bleachers, laking gulat ko nang makita sina Sam at yung dalawang babae na nasa club dati, tila hinihintay ako.
May lips parted as I met their lingering eyes. Tumigil kami sa harap nila.
"Hey, Venny," unang bati ni Sam. Napalingon ako sa kapatid ko na tila ngayon lang napansin ang presensya ng mga babae dahil abala siya kakasabi ng "Hi" sa lahat ng kakilala niya.
"OMG! Hi, Sam!" my sister exclaimed before giving Sam a hug. I wasn't surprised they knew each other. Venny had always been a social butterfly. Isa 'yon sa mga rason kung bakit maraming nagtataka sa personalidad ko. A lot of people say Venny and I are the exact opposite.
"I love your eyeshadow," Venny complimented. Sam did the same.
"As always, I'm still envious of your natural waves," she replied, touching some strands of Venny's wavy hair. Hindi ko mapigilan ang medyo pagkunot ng noo ko.
Do they really talk to each other like that?
Tumawa lang si Venny at binati ang dalawa pang kasama ni Sam. Matapos noon ay ibinalik na ni Sam ang tingin sa akin. She gave me a smile. Ikinagulat ko 'yon.
"Paris," she greeted. Ginantihan ko siya ng ngiti. I murmured a short "Hello".
"Do you know why we're waiting for you?" tanong noong isang babae. Nalito ako sa sinabi niya. Bakit naman nila ako hinihintay?
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Head Over Heels For Ezzio (Villaverde Series #1)
Teen Fiction[COMPLETED] Paris Belle Villaverde, a known dean's lister in campus, accidentally screams out she likes Ezzio Martinez, the star player of the football team... and the guy she low key hates. From then on, things start to run out of control.
