*Claire’s Point of View*
---As I am spinning here on stage, I saw familiar faces of people who are dancing on the dance floor.These are the girls. I can't possibly be wrong. It's really them. But I can only see Charlie, Becca, and Morgan. I wonder if Samantha is here too. And how the heck did they get inside the club?While the music is blasting inside, I just hope for one thing... That the girls won't recognize me.Sh*t! I really don't know what will happen if they find out. But I will still sing for the final time. Geez, they shouldn't be in here. How the f*ck did they get in this place anyway? It's freaking far, and they are still minors. And for the nerd's sake, how am I gonna hide myself? Will I just let them know? Damn it!I roamed my eyes around, looking for the blonde, and fortunately, she is with Cassidy at the back.---It's finally for my final performance. And I'm so freaking nervous, and it's because she is here.Damn, stay calm, Claire. Just be yourself. And right now, you are XCeed. You are confident and brave. Yeah, that's right."Alright, Everyone! As promised, since this is the first Saturday of the month, here's my version of Sorry Not Sorry." I said through the loud mic, and I saw that everyone's attention is now on me.Some of the crowd cheered my name. And I think that Samantha hasn't noticed me yet, and I don't know about the other girls.My music started to play, and I also sang my part. Some of the club people are singing along with me, and some are also dancing to the music.And as I am in the middle of the song, I saw that Samantha and Cassidy went near the stage. And when they got nearer, her eyes were staring at me intently. She's like checking me out. I bet that she can't believe that she is seeing me up here.I looked at her and our eyes locked. This is the girl that keeps on running in my mind and keeps appearing in my dreams lately. But she is also the girl that made me feel so weak and confused. She's my former bully. And I can't possibly like her. I don't even know if she's gay. Or am I gay? Well, I think I am.She stared at me with adoration, and there's a small smile on her face. Then I smiled at her, and I saw that she bit her lower lip. Geez, why does it give me this weird feeling?---As the song ended, I took a bow while the club people cheered on me."Thank you, Everyone! I hope you liked it." I spoke, and someone cut me off."Very much, Babe!" I heard Shay shout, and as I looked at her near the counter, she has been holding a small megaphone. This girl can be crazy... always.I gave her the finger, and she just laughed. See? Crazy.Then a great idea came into my mind."Well, since this month is my month. I will be giving you another song." I announced, and the people cheered again.Next Sunday will be my eighteenth birthday so that I will give them a bonus, but the truth is, I want to sing something for her.I looked at her while I'm still wearing my wide smile."Hey, this is dedicated to this particular girl that keeps on running in my mind lately. I hated you, and I hope that you know who you are." I said, and her face was confused. Yes, I really hate her for doing these things to me. I'm not supposed to feel this sensation towards her, but I can't help it.I played my music mix of the song by Dua Lipa, Blow Your Mind.Then I told the crowd to sing with me.---Everything is on fire, and most of the club people are dancing their hearts out.I saw that she was taken aback by the lyrics of the song, and I have no idea why I sang this one.As I ended it with a 'mwah', I gave her a flying kiss and winked at her.I guess she's stunned, but I kept my cool and still smiling."Thanks for coming tonight, Y'all. And enjoy the rest of the night." I uttered and dropped the mic, then took a bow."Hey, Babe! That mic’s expensive!" Shay shouted again, and this time I glared at her jokingly.I went down the stage, and as she got near me, she gave me a big hug and kissed my cheek.She broke the hug, and I think I saw a familiar blonde-haired girl walk past us."What the heck was that?" She asked me while eyeing me knowingly and grinning like a Cheshire cat."She's here," I uttered, and she's shocked to hear it."Who… how... What? Where is she now?" She asked and handed me a bottle of water.“I don't know. They were right there near the stage earlier." I answered and chugged the water in the bottle in half."So, you now have the chance to talk to her." She stated with eyes full of hope.I am out of words, and I don't know if I can show my face ever again in front of her. Geez, I'm so miserable."Don't give me that face, Babe. Go find her and talk to her. Just like how you sang for her earlier. Blow your mind, huh?" She said while smiling so wide. I thought she doesn't know that she is here?But I think that I blushed when she mentioned that song. It's just what came to my mind, and luckily, I have a mix on that one."But, Shay, I---" She cut me off."No, buts. Go and freshen up, then find her and talk to her." She said and pushed me to the ladies’ room to retouch since I'm freaking sweating.I've never been nervous like this before. That girl is... I don't know. The last time I checked was that I hated her. But now? I still don't have any idea. This feeling is strange and is new to me."And... what will I say to her?" I asked while we're here at the front of the ladies’ room."Well, just things like, you know… You'll know it when you see her." She replied, and I just scratched my head. I'm so freaking nervous."What exactly?" I asked, a little frustrated. Is she my cousin or not? She doesn't make me feel any better."Just go and formulate it while in front of the mirror. Go, I'll back you up." She said and pushed me again.I think there's something she knows that I don't know. Then I just shook my head and sighed deeply.Finally, I went inside to retouch my makeup, but what I saw here made me postpone it. She's here inside this very room while staring at the mirror, and I guess she cried, or maybe just my imagination.I bit my lower lip and decided that maybe I'll just go out. I'm such a coward. I know.But this is my chance. I'll just be confident and brave. Yet, the real Claire is weak and a freaking loser nerd. I just don't exactly know what to do right now.*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Um, ah... Hey," a familiar voice uttered nervously as I am facing the mirror and wiping my stupid tears away.Come on, who will not cry out of anger or grief if the love of your life doesn't like you and she already has someone that she really loves?They look so happy together. I know. I'm totally a big loser for crying myself out. Damn, it turned out that that girl at the fast-food earlier is MY Red's girlf--- no... Red is just mine and mine alone.I finally looked at the one who spoke, and it's just Red.Hold on a second, IT'S RED? She's freaking here! Gosh, what should I do?Then I stared at her, and she was avoiding my gaze.She's wearing a white fitted t-shirt that has DJ XCeed printed inside her black leather jacket, skin-tight tattered jeans, and matched with a sneaker. So, she's a DJ? Well, of course, I saw her earlier and heard her sing for me. Geez, I can't help but blush at the memory. She gave me a flying kiss. But
*Claire’s Point of View* --- My right cheek still stings from her slap. Damn, being a cheerleader really helped her to be so strong. And thank goodness that she is not a volleyball player. As I was about to put on my helmet, I heard someone scream for help. And there's no doubt that it's Sammy's voice. Well, I just loved to call her that. Then I hurried to where the voice came from, and it was near a tree at the club's parking space where a blue old pick-up truck was parked. What is she doing out here? I just knew that it's her voice, and I can also hear some men talking to her. I went near them, and when I saw them, my heart started beating fast. There are three ba
*Samantha’s Point of View*---I really love her scent. It's so addicting.I just can't help but smile so wide while hugging Red from behind. It feels just like heaven.She's driving, and I think she's going a little bit slow because maybe she doesn't want to get home fast so we can spend a lot of time together while I hug her. Or perhaps just my crazy imagination. Yeah, probably the latter.She even let me wear her leather jacket. I wonder if she's cold since she just got a sweater and she's driving, and it's almost ten-thirty now.I just can't believe that I let her win in our fight earlier about who will wear this helmet on my head. She's one hella stubborner than I am.But I am more than grateful that she saved me from those a**holes earlier. I really thought that it's my end already. I just can't imagine dying and not even saying that I love Red so much.---After an hour or less drive, I didn't notice that she parked her 'Nikki' in front of my house.
*Rebecca’s Point of View*---Damn it! The first girl that I ever laid my eyes on turned out to be Lawrence's girlfriend. She is such a lucky girl because a lot of girls are chasing her. First is Sam, and second, she got a hot and gorgeous girlfriend.I can't even believe that she's a freaking DJ. Who would have thought that a shy nerdy student at the academy is a damn DJ? No one and not even a single soul.But that girl back at the fast-food store earlier really made my world stop for a moment when I first saw her.And here's another sip of Vodka Cranberry for expecting that I'll finally have a great love life. I'm not even drunk yet, and it's my second drink of cocktail."Rough night?" The girl bartender asked, and I just nodded. Though she's cute, she's just cute. That girl is more beautiful. F*ck it! We should've gone to the mall.Why am I all alone here at the counter? Because Sam already went home, Morgan and Cassidy's busy dancing, or should I say grindin
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- Today's the day that I am going to return Red's phone and her leather jacket to her house. No, I am not excited. I am super excited. Well, anyway, I'm heading to her house. Of course, I know where she lives. Not that I stalk her, but I could actually see her entering that house. Their house is pretty nice, two-story with a lovely flower garden in front. It has a small pool on the left side, and I just knew that her room is the one that has a balcony facing the road. I am not stalking her, okay? I parked my car right in front of their house. This is it. I got to see Red again. Sh*t, the butterflies are swirling around my stomach every time I could think of the kiss last night and ho
*Rebecca’s Point of View*---I am awake now, but I decided to keep my eyes closed. I'm just trying to remember what had happened last night. Plus, my head hurts. How much did I freaking drink?I can smell a fragrance that's lingering in my nose. And it's something so addicting, and my left hand got a touch of something soft.I tried to feel what it was by slightly squishing it. But then I heard a moan. A girl's moan. Sh*t, what have I gotten myself into?I have felt something went hard under my touch, and that got me thinking of... that could be a--- no, probably not. Right?So, I squished it again, and there, I think I know what it is. But the thing is... it can't be mine since I can't feel anything. It could be somebody else's; you know what.Boob. A girl's boob. Dammit! Don't tell me that I just lost my virginity over some girl in a club? Well, I guess this would be better than losing it to a guy.Wait a minute. Club? Was I in a club? The girl at the fast
*Claire’s Point of View* --- I am still shocked that she actually came to our house to return my jacket and my phone. And I really thought that I lost it last night. Well, thinking about the kiss last night, that was really great, like damn, I couldn't believe that it actually happened. And every time I think about it, I could feel some whirls in my stomach. I don't know what it is, but it is something amazing, really amazing. I just finished rehearsing some of the songs that I will perform at Mom's resto with Shay. And talking about Shay, where on Earth is she now? I thought she would be here early, but it's almost noon already. Well, my mom waited for me last nigh
*Samantha’s Point of View*---I felt jealous when her girlfriend just came into their house. And she didn't even notice us.Red's mom is really cool and nice, and we are actually talking about some things about Red when she was still young.Then her girlfriend smacked her head, and I was shocked. But it turned out that she's just concerned for Red. She actually mentioned my name when she asked her about what happened last night. Does she know me?And she finally asked where Red's mom was. Well, Eden right here actually went quiet with me while staring at them.The newcomer went near us, and she kissed Eden's cheek. And she then looked at me and offered a handshake.Well, I don't have anything to get jealous of. She's nice, and my best friend likes her. Too late, she already got Red, and that makes her very lucky.Wait a minute, should I just give up on Red? No way in hell, B*tch. Don't worry. I will slowly get her from you because she belongs to me. Only me.
*Claire’s Point of View* --- "Samantha, I'm so sorry for being so hard on you and with Claire. I know you can't forgive me easily, but I'm trying my best to be a good father to you, both, soon." Rick apologized to her daughter. Well, he really needs a lot of apologizing to do for being so mean to my ex-girlfriend. Yeah, ex. Sammy is in her deep thoughts, and I can't help but look at her with adoration. She just looks so perfect. She's my everything, and I'm ready to do everything for her. I still remember a day before Christmas when I barged into Richard Rivers' office and threatened him that I would bring him down with all I got. During that time, I didn't think of anything else but to be with Sammy. He was tak
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Go, Sam," Samara told me, and I slowly walked up to the stage while the people clapped their hands.My hands start to sweat, and I feel like I'm about to melt."My daughter will be the one to continue my legacy, and I just know that she is capable of doing that." My father spoke, and I am looking at the floor since I am not used to being in front of a huge crowd, especially in the business world.I'm not proud of just following his steps. He might be a successful businessman, but he sucks at a lot of things. One is being the head of a family, and the rest is him being a selfish a**hole."Dad, what is this?" I asked him as he gave the mic to the man beside him.I can't clearly see his face because I can only see his side view."Just do what I want you to do, Sam. Trust me, you'll thank me after all of this. It's the only way that can make our lives better." He replied, and it made me more puzzled.Is it only business that he
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- We both gasped for air as our lips parted. I hugged her tight, and she caressed my back. I'm crying now, and that's making her neck wet because of my tears. "I missed you so much, Red," I sobbed, and she breathed in deeply. "I missed you too, Sammy. I'm here now. Don't cry, please." She confessed and looked me in the eyes. I am more than happy tonight. But how is this happening? She wiped my tears as she removed my mask. A familiar smile crept on her face, and she kissed my forehead. It's really her. I am never mistaken. I have fallen for this same girl three times already. She removed her mask, and I finally got the sight
*Samantha’s Point of View*---It's already 10:15 pm, and we still have an hour and forty-five minutes before midnight.I decided to just stroll at this place, and I found myself on a balcony. I thought Sam's gonna meet me here? And how can we see each other if we can't identify faces and I don't have a freaking phone? They are just so stupid. They should have just given me a damn phone so that I can finally call my girlfriend. Yes, I will really run away with her one day.Someone cleared their throat behind me, and I didn't bother to look at them. I can't identify who it is, and I don't know anybody at this party except my dad and my sister."Can I join you here?" She asked, and I just took a sip from my soda can. Yes, I really did order soda. I would want a choco, but it will just make me miss Red so much."I don't own the place. So, you can stay wherever you want." I told her coldly as I looked up at the sky.It's clear from clouds, and stars are shining to t
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Samantha?" The woman asked me, and she's about to cry.She walked to me, and I didn't know what to say to her. Should I forgive her?"Mom?" I said in a shaky voice, and tears started to fall from my eyes.She smiled while she's crying and finally wrapped her arms around me."Is this you, my Samantha?" She asked while sobbing and kissing my head.I nodded, and I'm crying too. I missed her so much. It's been a decade. And she still smells the same."I'm so sorry, Sam, that I've left you. I should've brought you here. I'm so sorry." She apologized as we sat on the couch.I have been wiping my tears with the scarf that dad gave me. He's right. I really need this."I missed you so much, Mom," I told her, and she kissed my forehead."I missed you too, Sam. There has not been a day that I don't think of you. I'm such a bad mother. I'm so sorry." She expressed and kept apologizing. This feeling is so wonderful. I never thought
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- A week has passed, and it's Christmas now. This is my loneliest Christmas ever. I am still locked up in my house, and I haven't revisited Red. Shane visited the other day and told me that Red hadn't woken yet. But, thankfully, the doctor said that she's doing great. My only Christmas wish is that Red and I will be together again, and she will be okay. Samara has visited me often for the past week, and she went back to London yesterday. She said she'll celebrate Christmas with Mom. I just can't help but wonder why my mother left my father, but she never got married again. I thought she cheated on him? The girls mailed me letters since they can't reach my phone. And they also gave me
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Where do you think you are---" Dad was about to ask but stopped when he got the sight of the woman before him."Samara?" He asked in disbelief, and I guess he just can't believe his eyes.He just arrived from somewhere I don't care, and I don't want him getting in my way. I will go to the hospital."Hi, Dad! It's been a long time." She greeted him, and he wanted to get near her, but she stepped back. And Sam remembered that we're going to the hospital."I... What… uh." He can't compose a word, and we're about to head to the door."I'm taking Sam with me. We'll go to the hospital." She said sternly, and we walked past him."What? No, you're not taking Samantha away from me. Stay here, Sam." He belted and blocked our way."But, Dad! Claire got into an accident, and I don't know what happened to her. Please, I want to see her." I begged him, and he is also shocked by the information."Please, Dad. Don't be selfish this time
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- I don't know what the date is today. And I think it has been a century since I am locked up in my own house and my own room. My tears are threatening to fall again as I saw Red's picture on my nightstand. I miss her so much, and I hope she's doing well right now. I sighed and went to the bathroom to fix myself. I think dad is staying here for a while to make sure that I am suffering really well. He's such an a**hole. Now, I just realized why mom left him. He's selfish, and he's an a**hole. Did I mention that already? If Mom were just here, she wouldn't do something like this to me. I
*Claire’s Point of View*---"Uh, do I... uh, know you?" I asked the girl cluelessly since she's so happy seeing and knowing that it's me.Well, there are lots of people who knew me after all."Oh, uh... No, but I know you. I am someone's sister that knows you. I mean, I have a sister that knows you. Uh, a classmate of yours in elementary school." She stammered, and I just gave her a very confused face.She looks like she's twenty-something up. And she's pretty. But no one is prettier than my girl. No, my girl is not pretty; she is gorgeous. Yep. And I miss her badly."Umm, there's a lot of them? Uh, which exactly?" I asked her, and I really don't have any idea who she is."Well, do you remember a girl that always made fun of you back in your primary days?" She asked, and she's making this harder for me. There are also lots of them.I just gave her a more confused look while I took a sip of the cocktail I ordered."Samantha Rivers? That very annoying littl