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A/N: This story is dedicated to all my readers. Some of my acquaintances' names might be mentioned here. But don't worry, it's just your names. If you are against their character, I have nothing to do with you anymore.

Also, this story is not affiliated with any establishments. Any resemblance to real life situations are purely coincidental. Please remember that this story is a product of the author's imagination.

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"ARIA! Nalinis mo na ba ang stage?! The performers are arriving anytime soon!"


Ion's voice boomed. There he goes again. Psh! Alam ko namang medyo malamya ang kilos ko pero binibilisan ko naman ah?


Shrugging, I picked up all the costumes and props on the floor and went down the stage. Hindi pa man ako nakalalayo ay bigla akong natisod sa kung ano at napahiga sa malamig na sahig. 


No! I watched how everything I cleaned messed up again. My eyes widened seeing a microphone fall, bounce and crack.


"ARIA ASTRIELLE! I have important performers coming in!"


Napaigtad ako sa sigaw niya kaya naman mabilis akong tumayo at pinulot ang kalat. Ngunit hindi pa man ako natatapos ay may humila na sa akin pababa ng stage at palabas ng studio kaya naman napapikit nalang ako.


When I felt our sudden stop I heaved a deep breath and open my left eye to take a peek at him. His angry, red face welcomed me. He hissed and I covered my body with my arms, acting like I was about to get hit.


"I gave you a chance dahil Tito mo si Sir Arman. But I had enough of you! I don't need someone who keeps messing up with my studio!"


Ini-imagine ko na ang pagtatapos ng career ko, hindi pa man ito nagsisimula. Muli niya akong hinila ngunit sa ibang direksyon naman. Sa direksyon ng mga basurahan.


"Mukhang masyado'ng mabigat ang pag-aayos ng stage para sayo. Why not try organizing the trash? Gusto ko sana'ng i-assign ka sa mga bintana pero baka mabasag mo lang," he sarcastically said before leaving me and entering the studio.


Napa simangot ako. Garbage! I hate this life. Alam ko'ng mainitin ang ulo ni Ion. Kung hindi man ay sa akin lang mainit ang ulo niya. Ang mga kasama ko sa studio ay hindi naman gaano'ng napapagalitan. Ako lang ito'ng paborito niya'ng pahirapan dahil may kapit ako sa itaas.


I've been interning for a few weeks at Moonlight Entertainment, my Tito Arman's music studio which is famous for their outstanding performers. Malaki ito, palibhasa ay sikat na sa larangan ng mga mang-aawit at mananayaw.


Every time I step inside its interiors, I always feel at home. Bata pa lamang ako ay nakitaan na ako ng potensyal ni Papa na maging mang-aawit. My father is a bank VP and my mother is a financial manager. Back in high school, they were on the same band kaya sila nagkakilala.


My parents were both proud of me. Ako raw ang magpapa tuloy ng naudlot nilang hobby. But because they were both busy with work, they didn't have the time to teach me themselves.

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