Irene's Point of View:
I stretched my arms to reach the noisy alarm clock on my bedside table. It has been ringing nonstop for five minutes already.
Slowly opening my eyes, I immediately saw the glow in the dark stickers on my ceiling. I flipped on my bed to try and sleep for a little longer and just as I was about to drifted back to sleep, a memory from last night popped up in my mind.
Amiel and I kissed last night!
I hurriedly stood up on my bed to try recalling what else happened that night. We drank a lot of alcohol then I remember ugly crying in front of him, and oh my freaking gosh, we kissed!
As fast as a lightning, I ran to my bathroom, turned on the faucet on the sink, and washed my face with cold water hoping I could remember more about what happened last night.
"After we kissed, I could not remember anything! And I am even wearing his shirt! Ahhhhhh!" I belted out the loudest scream I have ever done in my entire life until Valerie came running inside, worry is written all over her face.
Valerie nervously motioned her hands up in the air because I did not stop screaming, "WHAT'S THE MATTER?!" She shouted back to sort of wake me up.
Ignoring her, I walked outside my bathroom and checked my reflection on my vanity mirror. I touched my lips and remembered the steamy kiss Amiel and I shared last night.
Though I was drunk, I vividly recall how passionate it was and my face is even burning right now. My heart is beating so much faster than it usually does, my knees are weak, and there's this feeling in my stomach that I could not decipher.
I turned around at Valerie who's hands are both on her waist, staring at me like I am the weirdest person alive. Heck, I am!
Pulling her close, I whispered to Valerie. "Where's Amiel?"
"Why are you whispering?" She annoyingly asked.
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Later that day, I could not stare at his face at all. I don't know if it was due to the alcohol influence on me that I pulled him in for a kiss.
I hope that he is not thinking that I kiss boys on a regular basis every time I get drunk because that is not true!
The day barely even started but I am already exhausted. I sit down on the make-up chair in front of a mirror surrounded with light bulbs in all of its sides, illuminating every little detail of my face.
"Did you recently go the beach?" My make-up artist asked out of the blue while dabbing a squishy pink make-up blender on my face.
For a moment, my mind got diverted from Amiel. "No, I didn't. Why do you ask?" I asked back at her.
The make-up artist chuckled in response, "It's just that your face is so red,"
After her remark, Amiel coughed so hard from behind that he needed to drink water.
Poof! Her comment hurriedly catapulted me back to the foolishness I did last night. I just kissed him! I am so embarrassed to the point that I would highly appreciate it if the ground would open up and swallow me alive right here and now.
A man wearing a lapel and holding a notepad peeked in my dressing room as he informed, "20 minutes before the rehearsal starts!"
I am preparing to perform in a music show. A lot of audience are expected and the competition for the top rankings of best songs of the year is so tight. Valerie is probably outside overseeing the other things I will need for the event.
My dedicated dressing room is filled with busy staffs preparing for my outfit, shoes, drinks, and all sorts of things I may need later.
A knock resonated in the whole room which made us turn our heads to the door which spitted our CEO, Jerrick Tan. Seriously? Can this day get more uncomfortable?
All the staff stops from what they are doing and bowed down at him. Today must be quite a different day because he is only wearing a plain button down shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders with the sleeves slightly rolled up to his ankle and a black fitted slacks which complimented his long legs.
"Coffee for everyone!" He handed over the paper bag on his hand to one of the staff who later distributed each cup of coffee.
As if on cue, my make-up artist walked away the moment Jerrick took forward strides on the way to me. I swallowed a lump in my throat when I feel him standing beside me.
Jerrick's right hand is on his pocket and the left one placed a cup in front of me. I hurriedly received it with both hands. Seriously, why is my life so complicated?
"That's tea. I know that you don't drink coffee." He said in a thoughtful way. So nice of him to remember small details about his artist.
I stood up from my seat and said, "Thank you." I could not look directly into his eyes since the day he confessed that he liked me.
Sir Jerrick is a fine young man but some things are just not meant to happen, like a romantic relationship between us. He is way too good for me.
Jerrick let out a deep sigh as he patted my head, "Goodluck for today's performance. I will be rooting for you," He said in a lower voice but loud enough for me to hear. He then left the dressing room thereafter.
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"And next to perform is the Nation's Sweetheart, our beloved Irene Wu!" The emcees energetically introduced me as I enter the stage.
The hall echoed and is filled with applause and cheers from the audiences. Some fans are waving LED lights with my name on it while majority of the viewers are waving a light stick.
My heart could not contain the excitement and happiness coming from the people who came all the way here to support me. It seems that the hall is shook by the resounding applause from the fans and audience.