ONE.“Hey! Stop that crap and get the microphone!” I looked at Gino and rolled my eyes at him.
“Shut up, Gilbert.” I put an emphasis at the name ‘Gilbert’, since he hated it when people called him that. He looked at me, then he stuck his tongue out. I quickly drank the juice that I was holding, then hurriedly grabbed the microphone from him.
“Hey Sticks! Get you crummy @ss on that gay drummers chair, and start playing!” He laughed while eyeing Sticks, who was now walking towards his drum set.
He teased Gino with
“Shut up Noel.”, then laughed continuously until he got to his seat.
“Remember, I’m leaving you this ‘gay’ drum set.” Gino suddenly smiled at the thought.
“Whatever you say, Simon.” Now he was the one putting an emphasis on Sticks’ real name.
Simon Estalia + Gilbert Noel Reyes = airheads.
“So, are you guys gonna’ start? Nabubulok na ako dito.” Kaille almost spilled her drink while poking her boyfriend, who was now strapping on to his guitar.
“Argh, Kaille!” …and who was at the moment, irritated.
“Gerrofme!” (Get off me.)
“Okay fine. Just start playing. Remember, this is Sticks’ last daaaaay!” I looked at my bestfriend while she drank her OJ. Para namang lasing ‘tong si Kaille. Well, that’s what we have in common.
We looooove having fun.
“Anong kanta ba?” That was Cedric, the most quiet member of our band,
Recycle. The most quiet bassist I have ever known. Well, not all bassists are loud, I’m just exaggerating.
Wag nang umangal, oks?
“Brighter.” Then he looked at me and winked.
Brighter. I let out a sigh, then I grasped the microphone firmly. I looked at sticks, who was now tapping his drumsticks to signal us that the song was about to start, and smiled at him. Even though he didn’t see me. Gino started playing, so did Cedric. Then I turned to face Kaille, who considered herself a ‘crowd’, an audience.
“So this is how it goes,
Well I, I would have never known,
And if it ends today,
Well I'll still say that you shine brighter,
Than anyone…”I started jumping around, while Kaille was laughing hysterically.
“Now I think we're taking this too far,
Don't you know that it's not this hard,
Well it's not this hard,
But if you take what's yours then I'll take mine,
Must we go there,
Please not this time, no not this time…”
“Well this is not your fault,
But if I'm without you,
Then I will feel so small,
And if you have to go,
Always know that you shine brighter,
Than anyone does…”I went near Sticks, then I messed his hair.
“Now I think we're taking this too far,
Don't you know that it's not this hard,
Well it's not this hard,
But if you take what's yours then I'll take mine,
Must we go there,
Please not this time, no not this time…”
“If you run… Away now…
Will you come back around?”
“And if you ran away,
I'd still wave goodbye,
Watching you shine brightly…”“Now I think we're taking this too far,
Don't you know that it's not this hard,
Well it's not this hard,
But if you take what's yours then I'll take mine,
Must we go there,
Please not this time, no not this time…”“I'd wave goodbye,
Watching you shine brightly…”“I'll wave goodbye tonight.” I turned to face Sticks.
“Babayu Stickie boy.” Then I took a bow.
“Whoa! Nice one.” I looked at Kaille, she was now clapping her hands anxiously.
“Ano gay, what time layas mo?”“Around six.”I checked my watch, it was now 5:30.
“Pack up na.” Then Cedric unplugged all of the outlets out of his bass guitar.
Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell.
“I’ll get it.” I got hold of Kaille's arm…
“Gaga, para ka na kayang lasing! Baka isipin nila pinainom ka pa namin dito.”“Fine.” Then she rolled her eyes.
I went outside to check the gate.
“Jeanne, dear!” It was Mrs. Estalia, Sticks’ mom.
“Hi tita! Are you going na?”She smiled at me,
“I’m sorry to bother you hija, but our flight is at 7:30.”“It’s okay. I’ll make sure that Sticks gets home by 5:45.”“Thank you dear. And please thank Gilbert for me for letting Simon leave his drum set.”“It’s okay Tita, Gino should be thanking you. 
”She let out a laugh, then thanked me for the second time.
“Don’t mention it.”I went inside to call Sticks, but before I could open my mouth, he motioned me to come near him.
“Si mama yun ‘noh?”“Wow, so now you’re a mind reader?”He paused, then he turned his back from me.
“I don’t want to go Jeanne.”“I don’t want you to go, Stickie boy, but you have to.” I put my arms around his waist, then he held on to them.
“Promise me that when I get back, you’ll still call me Stickie boy.” “Promiiiiiiise.” Then he let out a laugh.
“By the way, I’m leaving you this.” He put his drumsticks on my hand.
“Ha? Loko ka ba? Ano namang gagawin ko dito?” I looked at his drumsticks. They were wood, with the brand Zildjian on them.
“If your thinking about me, playing that d@mn drum, think again.”“Hahaha.” He let go of me, then he faced me.
“No, that’s just for you to keep.”“Retard.” I stuck my tongue out, and he did the same. G@go talaga ‘toh. Hahaha.
I went to Gino, then I showed him my drumsticks.
“ *belat* Ako
may drumsticks, ikaw wala.”He faced me, looking a little annoyed, yet happy,
“Ako may drums, ikaw wala. *belat*
”Aba! Sumasagot ang kum@g!
“Loko!” I poked the stick on his stomach, which caused him to drop his guitar. Then his eyes widened,
“GITARA KOOOO!!!” Hehehe. Nag hysterical ang loko.
I went to where Cedric was fixing his guitar.
“Ceeed! May drum—“ He glared at me.
“Oh, nevermind.” 
Then I went to Kaille…
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. New drumstick, I know. Sheesh Jeanne, mag mature ka naman!” I was about to poke her with the sticks, but she immediately swiped them away from me.
T_____T No more drumsticks.
She put the drumsticks on the table, then faced me.
“Kamusta na nga pala si Seatmate?” She smiled while said that. It was one of her evil, creepy grins.
“Sinong Seatmate?” I looked at Sticks, who was now heading towards us.
“Si Dom.” He was about to say something, but Kaille spoke first.
“Gian Dominic Coanco. Official heartthrob, official snob, official yabang. Good in Math, English, etc. He’s actually a dork, but definitely a hot one. Pinalipat siya sa upuan mo, nung inannounce mo na lilipat ka na sa States.”“You sound like an encyclopedia.”“Ba’t siya pinalipat dun?”“Well, he was seated at the back row. Near the trash can, so Mr. Martinez thought that it was best if he was seated beside…” She cleared her throat, snatched the drumsticks from me, then made a drum roll sound.
“…Miss Jeanne Cathrice Sy Cruz!!!”Sticks laughed. I pouted,
“Both of you are retards. Dom is also a retard. D@mn Retards.”“At ba’t naman siya naging retard?”“He doesn’t speak!”“Oh yes he does.” I faced Sticks with my arms crossed.
“And how do you know?”“I’ve talked to him once.” I mocked him, then he laughed.
Out of nowhere, Cedric tapped Sticks’ shoulder…
“Hey freakshow, I need to go.” He looked at his watch, then his eyes widened,
“F*ck! Me too!”Kaille went up to Sticks, then she gave him a hug.
“Bye Sticks.”“Bye Kay lee.” Kay Lee. That’s how you pronounce Kaille.
Sticks faced me, then gave me a hug.
“Bye bye little retard.”“Bye Stickie boy. Don’t forget me.”“How can I? 
” And with that, they left the garage.
*ayon. :] sorry short + boring yung update. HEHEHE. wala pang 'spice' yan. :] introduction palang ng characters. hehehe. hope you support this. <3 (hope you like it.)*oo nga pala, ENGLISH, TAGALOG, or TAGLISH (as is)?
