CASSANDRANasaktan ako sa 30 over 100 na binigay ni Tres. I can't help but cry, but I can't show to my group that I'm crying either. I know, they understand why but my reason is more than my reason they knew.Talagang pinaramdam ni Tres sa akin na galit siya at totoong mahihirapan ako. Wala naman akong ibang gusto kundi ang malapitan siya at makausap man lang, pero ayokong ilagay sa kahihiyan ang sarili ko kaya pinupursige ko ang modeling contest na ito bilang paraan ko.Naniniwala kasi ako na once nasa itaas na ako, malaki ang posibilidad na magkakaroon ako ng pagkakataon na makausap siya. I want him to know that I regret rejecting him that day at sa mga masasakit na salitang binitawan ko. Hindi naman totoong never ko siyang magustuhan, na galit ako sa kaniya. Kabaliktaran ang naramdaman ko nang mahimasmasan ako. Bawal ba talaga magulat? Hindi ko lang kasi alam ang gagawin ko noon after he confesses, of course he knows me as hard to get. Pero sa ngayon, halata talagang galit siya.
CASSANDRA "Can you insert your thumb into the garter?" The word sounds weird to the ears but in the world of models, I'm used to it. I did as he said, simply glancing at the camera he was placing on his right eye. Imagine, isa siyang CEO pero siya ang gumagawa ng trabaho ng mga photographer? Nice? No...Mukhang hindi pa siya kuntento sa pinapagawa niya sa akin. Inalayo niya sandali ang camera sa mukha niya at sinabing, "Could you pull up your garter a little? Para lang ito sa promotion, proof na ang item ay high quality. Hope you..." He trailed off at dinugtungan ng gesture ng kamay upang ipaintindi sa akin ang ibig niyang sabihin. My stomach twists, my body does not accept his words but he has a point. He has the right to demand because this is his product and he is paying me as its model. I heaved a sigh and tumango. "Yes sir." Nag-pose ako. Three flashes of light from the camera hit my eyes and created luminosity in my vision. Umayos siya ng tayo. As he staring at the result, n
CASSANDRATres Salveirus...I really don't know why I can't find this person on social media. I keep searching him but no Tres Salveirus has appeared na may mukha niya. May mga lumabas nga pero hindi naman siya. Imposible naman na gagamit siya ng account gamit ang mukha ng iba. My bedroom door opened, but I didn't pay attention to see who entered. I only guessed it when she rested her chin on my shoulder. I smelled the favorite perfume of Pighati, ibig sabihin si Painch. "Grabe, pati sa gogol hinahanap mo siya? Malala na iyang obsession mo, Sandra." I huffed at pinatabingi ang ulo upang bigyan siya ng masamang tingin. I closed the laptop on my lap and flinched my shoulder to get rid of the sharp bone of her chin that was also pressing against my shoulder's. She mumbled ouch, na hindi ko naman binigyan ng simpleng sorry. I just heaved a sigh hopelessly and asked, "Mali ba iyong ginagawa ko? I mean...five years na eh. Hindi ko pa rin maiwasang umasa. Parang fresh pa rin ang mga nangya
CASSANDRAI don't really understand my friends. All I know is that they are hiding something from me about that Billboard. When they talked to me, they had a link given to me for registration. I didn't complain, or refuse since it was a good opportunity.This is Perfect Muse model agency. I haven't been a part of a modeling agency for a long time after my last one and every company I applied to, ay mga puno na. Well, dito lang naman kasi sa Baguio at noon naman iyon bago ako sumuko. Madalas akong hindi tinatanggap dahil sa nakikita ang sobrang pagkastress ko sa utang at nawalan pa ng ina at isa pa talagang tumaba ako sa kabila ng problema. That's why, I can't blame those who refused. Iyon nga lang, naging matumal ako sa sidelines.Kaya mas tumataas pa ang tubo sa mga utang ko kaysa sa bawas dahil sa na-pending ako ng mga isang taon. Ngayon na naman ako naging handa ulit dahil nga ito talaga ang goal namin. Luckily, my body has returned to its former beauty, kaya sa ngayon, medyo napa
CASSANDRA "Four, five, six, seven, kick, point side..." From the white wall, wearing white bikini; the design is quite revealing, pero may suporta akong hip craft na sigurado namang maalis rin mamaya, sinusunod ko ang dikta ng baklang instructor. "...cross legs, ikot!" Umikot ako and pointed my right toe to the right side when he said, "Point side!" and, "Untie craft!" Kinalas ko ang hip craft sa baywang ko as he says, "Ikot!" Umikot ako. "And pose!" I followed. Ginawa ko iyon sa loob ng ilang segundo lamang. Pumalakpak siya at sinabing, "Perfect!" Nangibabaw ang palakpakan mula kay miss Miles, at sa dalawa kong kaibigan. Huminga ako nang malalim upang ibsan ang naghuhuramentadong tibok ng puso ko. Maraming kapwa ko models ang nanonood sa performance ko. Hindi ako confidence kung magaling ba talaga ako pero masasabi kong nasunod ko lahat ang on the spot na sinasabi ng instructor sa bawat segundo. Tumalikod ang instructor at nangibabaw ulit ang boses ng sabihin niyang, "Again!" Ak
CASSANDRAMadame Miles or Miss Miles says—I think I have to choose between these two addressing classes, maybe Madame is better—and yeah, according to him, I have a rehearsal this afternoon. So sigurado na nga na ako talaga ang participant ng Perfect Muse. My name will be submitted to White Kiss this day. Makakarating ba iyon kay Tres? Honestly, I can't help but be proud of him secretly. I'm curious how he got to this point being a CEO other than he has a billionaire father. Based on Madame's story, wala raw talagang asawa ang Dad nila, pero nangangailangan ng mga tagapagmana kaya nag-buo ng anim na anak sa iba't ibang babae para sa anim na kompaniya—ang weird talaga. And the reason was that he had difficulty handling such a large property. After all, it is six companies. Pero talagang napakadaya ni Tres na hindi niya nasabi sa akin noon na isa pala siyang Deluco.Nasa pangalan pa rin niya ang Salveirus at apelyido nga iyon ng kaniyang ina. Ang naalala ko lang sa mga sinasabi niy
THIRD Staring at my client's achievements records, my eyes narrowed into slit. He wants to be an investor of White Kiss even though my company is already enough in this regard. One of the things I've learned throughout my life is to help people but when it comes to business, I'm not a mutt. He has many achievements and has a good investment records in every company he joined, but no...not sure. Some of these companies are failures— bankrupt. Pero...siya ang apektado, even though he is not the cause. Nagdadalawang isip ako whether to accept him or not especially since he is the first Filipino to be a white kiss investor.I looked at him observing how he checked my papers. I know he will see the failures of the company's financial statement 6 years ago. I want to see his reaction especially since the record is worse, but knowing that my company has worked well and it has come far than before, I am not sure if he will refuse. Nilapag ko ang records niya sa lamesa, katabi ng isang pen
CASSANDRA "What?!" Madame Miles is currently sitting on the couch—there's a laptop on his lap—quickly facing me na kasalukuyan ring nag-aayos ng mga pinamili sa ibabaw ng lamesa. Ang posisyon kasi ng quarter namin, mula sa pintuan, sa harap nito ay dalawang kwarto. Sa kanan banda ay Living room, at sunod nito ay crystal door na ang nasa labas naman ay balcony. Makikita roon ang lahat ng makikita sa labas. Sa kaliwa naman ay dining area kung nasaan ako, at may division lang for kitchen. Hindi naman malayo ang distansya. Sa mga kwarto naman share kaming tatlo sa kanan at ang sa kaliwa naman ay solo na siya roon."Ikaw? Pumasok sa sasakyan ng iba?" he added out of shock. Kinagat ko ang labi ko sa sobrang hiya. Narinig ko ang ipit na ipit na pagtawa ni Painch at sinabi pang, "Naiwan pa nga ang sapatos niya sa loob kaya napilitan siyang bumili ng bago." Humagalpak siya ng tawa na nakahawak sa tiyan.Napasandal si Madame Miles sa sandalan ng couch habang humugalpak rin sa pagtawa. Napat