Part I

It was yet another day. She walked around looking at young minds answering the activity she gave. It was just another day... or so she thought.

“You have to come home soon. We have to pick up your stylist from the mall”

That was what it all took when she remembered... it was Prom Night. She’d be seeing her students in gowns and suits and tuxedos. She’d be seeing her colleagues in their best attires. She’d be seeing herself in a totally different manner.

“Yeah. I’m on my way now. Tell me, you sure you wouldn’t want to come with me?”

They don’t exactly work together. Neither do they have the same profession. They’re just two “friends” in one house. Two “friends” whose heart beat as one.

“Nah. It’s your event. Besides, it’s not like outsiders are allowed in your school event.”

Yes. That was it. They were just friends.

“You can be my date... [delete]”

Erased. Not sent. Not given.

 

“Hey. You’re here. Wait. Let me wear my shoes first then we can go.”

“Okay. Do you think she already arrived?”

“Nah. I don’t think so. It’s not yet 2:30.”

“Hmm. Okay then. Well, I do hope she’s already there. I mean, I need to be back by 4 to 4:30.”

“I know.”

 

 No words spoken. Step, run, step, run. Huffs. Puffs. Huffs. Puffs.

 “She’s not here yet.”

 “Well, I guess we have to wait for her.”

 “Why don’t we just call her?”

 “She’s coming.”

 “Just call her. We’ve been here for 20 minutes now.”

 “Okay. Give me your phone.”

 “Here.”

 

“Yes, we’re almost there. I’m really sorry ma’am.”

“It’s alright. My friend here’s just impatient.”

“Okay ma’am. We’re almost there.”

 

Run. Step. Run. Step. Huffs. Puffs. Huffs. Puffs.

“Make yourselves comfortable.”

 

Brushes dancing, hands moving, eyes sparkling, heart beating.

“She’s beautiful.”

“You said something, Norine?

“Huh? No.”

“Oh. I thought you said something.”

“You might have been sleeping while she’s doing your face.”

“I was not sleeping.”

Tongue out, bickering mouths. Like two children at play – pushing, teasing, laughing out loud.

 

“There. Done.”

“Epitome of perfection.”

“You’re mumbling again Norine.”

“Huh? Oh. Sorry.”

“You’re out of your game, huh?”

“No. I’m just tired from all the preparing and rushing I had to do for you.”

“Well, you can’t do anything about that. You love me.”

“Uhuh. Says that flying pig I saw yesterday. Oh wait. It’s non-existent. I love you.

“You’re really mean. Anyway, I have to go back now. You sure you won’t come?”

“Like I said, it’s your school’s event. It’s not an open party. I’m not the type to barge in, uninvited.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Bye. See you later!”

“Bye. Take care.”

The End

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