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Chapter 5

LYCA'S POV

1 week na kaming halos walang ginagawa bukod sa pagpapractice ng performance na gaganapin na in 15 minutes.

sht kinakabahan talaga ako. Ayoko kasi talagang nagpeperform sa harap ng maraming tao, feeling ko nagmumukha akong katawa-tawa.

"Ac!!!!! Ayoko na!!!" reklamo ko, naloloka na talaga ako. Ganto ako lagi kada may gagawin kaming performance, ewan ko ba. Hindi talaga ako kumportable na nagpeperform.

"Magaling ka kaya. Magtiwala ka kasi sa sarili mo!" Waaah ayoko na talaga mama please i-uwi mo na ako, magkakasakit na ata ako. 😭

Buti na lang at kami ang unang magpeperform...mas okay na yun kesa mahuli kasi..basta! Ang hirap o-explain..kinakabahan na talaga ako.

"Lyca."

"Oh, Sam." Yas ganyan nga Lyca, magpanggap kang okay ka, dyan ka na magaling eh, pro ka na sa pagpapanggap!

"Goodluck sa performance nyo mamaya."

"Ah sige, thanks." lumingon ako sa paligid, hinahanap ko si Zack, tyak, pagpapanggap lang naman 'to eh.

"You're welcome."

"Sige na, alis na ko. Wala naman pala si Zack eh, di na natin kailangan pa magpanggap" mahinang sabi ko sa kaniya tyaka umalis.

ewan ko ba, di ko talaga kayang tumagal na kausapin siya. Sobrang lumayo na yung loob ko kay Sam. Nasaktan eh, pasensya na ha.

"Group 1!! Prepare! Tatawagin na kayo ni Sir sa stage"

ETO NA ETO NA ETO NA JUSKO PO LORD SANA MABULAG LAHAT NG MANONOOD SA SANDALING ITO AYOKO NA!!

".......from the section of Deuteronomy, let's welcome, group 1!"

paking tape eto na!!! ang isa sa pinakamasaklap na 3 na minuto ng buhay ko...

"Go GIRLLLSSSSS"

"Go BOYSSSS"

"Go Group 1!!!"

ang daming sumisigaw...ang daming nanonood. Shete. Nakapwesto na kaming lahat at hinihintay na lang namin na sumenyas si Mitch.

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Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what's hatnin'?
You and your ass invited
So gon' and get to clappin'
Go pop it for a player
Pop, pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a player
Drop, drop it for me
I'll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (Nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi (Julio!)
You got it if you want it
Got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it
Take my wallet if you want it now

Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let's put some miles on it
Anything you want, just to put a smile on it
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I'm gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like

I'm talkin' trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
Girl, I'll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can't keep
I promise that your smile ain't gon' never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything 24 karats
Take a look in that mirror
Now tell me who's the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) Is it me? (is it me?)
Say it's us (say it's us) and I'll agree, baby