"OHHHHHHH!! THAT'S OUR FRIEND!!"
My friends were screaming too loudly. I smiled to show that I'm genuinely thankful because of them. After I sang, I immediately went down to the mini stage. Maybe music is the reason why we all met. So, that's why field of music is very important to me.
We are in a coffee shop. It's almost nine o'clock. This is our soft spot, because we feel like we get rid of stress everytime we go here.
"Come on guys let's took a picture !!" Faye said, so we compressed and took a picture.
Faye is the photogenic among us. She loves to take pictures. She's the kind of a 'friend' who takes a lot of photos but doesn't like any one of it.
"One more time!" Aqui shouted. She is the baby of the group. The one who talks a lot.
"Iw, disgusting! How will girls get attracted to me if you can't take a good shot? Try again, Faye!"
Charles. He's the drummer in our group. The one who always questioning all of the things. Well, he likes girls. He likes to flirt with them then after that, he'll live them like nothing happened.
"Wow, huh? So, it's my fault now? Can't you just see that there is nothing wrong with the photo? Don't you think, you might be the problem because of your ugly face?" Faye asked, raising her eyebrows.
I bite inside my cheeks so I can't burst into laugh. I see them as the best buddy, because they love each other— through a fight. What an oxymoron!
"What a mess," Khalil murmured. I turned my gaze to him. Khalil, the so-called cold hearted person. He loves mystery, actually. An aspiring lawyer— well that's supposedly when we're in college.
After the gig, we went straight to our rent house. Yes, we are only renting a house so we can live together.
"It was so exhausting." Charles sat on the sofa. Well, kind of.
"Exhausting my ass. Today is a very different day— for you— you didn't flirt so that's why you think that this is a very tiring day," Faye answered and sat beside him.
"Why don't you stop being a flirty slash playboy, Charles?" asked Aqui and she went to kitchen to drink water.
"I only like girls, but I'm not playboy!" He smirked like he was enjoying the debate.
Khalil threw the pillow to him. "Be a man not a boy. Know the difference between them. You are ruining our image."
"Why do you girl—women—likes to put the blame to us? It's your fault!" Charles barked.
"You guys are CHEATERS!" Faye emphasize the word: CHEATER.
Charles almost dropped his eyes. "Wow! Why, have you tried all the men in the world?"
This is the so-called, the episode of the debate between them. Immatured. They supposedly know how to handle this. This is not a serious fight, if that's what you think. This is a friendly-fight.
"Why, do you think we can all test the men in the world?! You dropped the common sense—"
"—You don't have to test just to prove that all men are not cheaters," I cut Faye's words. "But, remember that people can cheat, either girls or boys. That's why you guys always recieve the blames, because as a man, you have the responsibility to take care of girls." I pointed at Charles. He pouted like a child while I'm the mother.
After my words, they clapped as if I have a long speech.
"I really love you, Gwen! You're so understanding!" Charles exaggerated. Well, don't get him wrong, he meant what he said. Just a friend things.
I went to the bathroom so I can change my clothes. I wear a oversized shirt matching a pajamas.
We are still in the living room. We are watching a horror movie. But I can't feel the movie. Maybe, because I'm sleepy. I stood up and went to kitchen to drink water. I always drink water to lessen my drowsiness.
"You can sleep, you're tried." I looked at him. Khalil gave me a glass and I smiled.
"How did you know?"
"You are always drinking water whenever you're sleepy," he answered.
A smile marked on my lips. He really knows me. "Maybe I'm just tired."
Our chit-chat interrupted when Aqui came. She looked us like there is a big question mark on her head.
"What are you guys doing? The movie ends." As she speaked, Faye and Charles followed us.
"You know what, it kinda boring. What if we have a little vacation for a while?" Charles said while he's combing his hair using his hands.
"That's a good idea so I can take a pictures!" Faye agreed. Wow, this is the first time that she agree to Charles.
"When? So we can schedule it," Khalil asked.
"Maybe, this Friday? So, we can go back on Sunday."
We nodded to each other. I made a thumbs up and went back to the living room.
I woke up early. I fell asleep while watching last night. Today is Thursday and tomorrow is the day—where we will go for a vacation. Today is actually an usual day. But since we're not that famous yet, we work hard on gigs first. We always sing at events and most of the time, in coffee shop—who wants a chill music.
I'm cooking for our morning meal. I'm a morning person because I need to do my responsibility here. I need to cook. While I was setting the dining table, Aqui suddenly in front of me.
"Oh, you're awake," I said as I put the rice on our plates.
"No, I'm really still asleep!" She acted like she's still asleep. I deeply sighed and shooked.
She sat down and then I called Faye and I just woke up the men so we could eat together.
"We'll have our last gig later, won't we? You will be famous again, Gwen," Charles said while he's smiling and put the bread on his mouth.
"Not really," I answered.
"You are really good at singing, that's why they fall for you. Same with Khalil, the only difference is that he's cold," he said and laughed. Faye nudged him. Khalil is still at his casual look. Good thing, he used to them.
When we finished eating, I took a shower to be fresh. Our gig was later in the afternoon. We had a gig for three-five days. Once a week, we take care of gigs if there are many who really need us.
I finished my bath and stood next to Faye who was using only her cellphone.
"Omg! Looks nice here, can we just go here?" Aqui said artfully. So she approached me and showed me what she was saying.
"That's good," I said and nodded.
For me, Vigan is very beautiful, usually I love historical places. I feel there importance.
"So, let's have a vacation here," Aqui said happily, and everyone agreed.
Time passed and it was already in the afternoon. We were preparing for our gig. The gig starts at 6 PM, and it's already 5 PM. I'm ready and I'm just waiting for Charles and Faye to finish. Faye is still putting on make-up. Khalil and I we're in the living room while waiting.
When they was all over, we left as well.
"Hi, Miss Mowie!" we greeted. We are in the club. Miss Mowie is the manager here, she also invited us here so that her costumers can chill. Especially now that there are a lot of young people who relates to everything. Just hearing broken hearted songs makes you think they are broken even if they aren't.
"Let's all welcome the FACKG BAND!!"
The people applauded. I even laughed a little because of the name of the group. Charles randomly thinking because of his boredom. Initials of our name.
Aqui is in the middle while sitting in front of the mic. She was always our center especially she was the youngest. Khalil was by her side who was also sitting with a guitar. Charles was on one side of Aqui holding the mic. I was on Khalil's side, while Faye was on my side. We all take our seat.
"So good evening everyone, before we start, can I ask something?" Charles began and the people shouted.
"All right, all right.. who's suffering right now because they didn't love back by their special someone?"
The people became even more noisy, they were also mostly teenagers so maybe they related. Expected as well.
"A music for the people who didn't love back!" Charles shouted and Khalil started playing the guitar.
"You'll be mine and I'll be yours. All I know since yesterday...Is everything has changed..."
After we performed we went to our place and ordered something to eat. They just talked about what they ‘felt’ while performing which they usually do.
"Aren't you going to sing together?" Faye asked me and I looked at Khalil. I still feel akward about this even though there is no malice.
Khalil was silent and just drank his juice. Our attention turned to the girl who shouted.
"Can Gwen and Khalil sing together?"
The five of us looked at each other.
