Tuesday, September 1, 2009

You Are My Song - Chapter 1

Lyric 1 – The Start of Changes



The trumpet was heard all over the place.

Soon, the soldiers carried the coffin and walked towards the cart filled with white lilies. As the coffin settled, the cart began to move slowly. The soldier followed beside it, and behind the cart, a petite young lady in black followed. After a while, they have reached the Lobregat Mausoleum. For a while, there was silence as the priest blessed the coffin for the last time. For one last time, the coffin was opened, revealing an old man who is sleeping peacefully inside. The young lady walked towards him, trying her best not to shed a tear. “Dad...” she whispered. She bit her lips as she gazed into her father's peaceful face. “I love you... I'm going to miss you...” she whispered again. She leaned towards him, and kissed him on the cheek. “Goodbye, dad...' she said.” The coffin was sealed again, and she can only watch as they lay him inside his tomb.

“Rainie...” a young man called her as he walked towards her. The young lady looked over him, her tears starting to fall. “Danson...” she called. As soon as he reached her, he put his arm around her, and let her head rest on his shoulder. “Daddy's gone...” she said as she cried onto him. Danson consoled her as she cried. “Ssshhh... don't worry, Rainie... I'm still here for you. I'll take care of you. I promised Uncle Ethan that I will take care of you...” he said to her. Rainie closed her eyes, and let the tears fall from her eyes. After today, she knows her life will never be the same again.

--

Rainie opened the door of the mansion. It was dark inside, and seems deserted. She slowly walked inside, looking around the place as if it was her first time to enter this mansion. She walked up to the grand stair case, and before she knew it, she was standing before her father's office. She reached for the door, and opened it.

“Rainie! Dear! You are here!”

She could still her father's jolly voice whenever she opens the door. But as she looked at his favorite leather chair, it was empty. She walked inside, her tears flowing endlessly from her eyes. Her fingers trailed through the dusty desk, and then she sat on the leather chair. She closed her eyes, and inhaled his father's scent. Though he never got inside the office before he died, he could could smell his father's favorite cologne inside this office. She hugged herself, and let the tears fall from her eyes.

Her dad is gone.

He was his only family. He dotes on her, giving her everything she needed and wanted. Her dad showered her with love. Maybe it's his way of making up to her since her mom died at her young age. She was a papa's girl. She have always depended on her dad. Now that he's gone, she doesn't know how she will start to learn to live without him. “Daddy...” she whispered as she lowered her head. “I miss you... I wish you never left me daddy... I... I don't know how to live without you...” she said. She buried her face on her palm, and cried. Now that her dad is gone, she have to learn to love on her own.

--

He walked into the office, and in an instant, all of the employees became silent. “G-good afternoon, sir...” a young man said to him. He glared at everyone inside the room. “Everyone inside the conference room. Now!” he shouted at them. He stormed inside the conference room, with his staff tailing behind them. As soon as everyone settled in their seats, he faced them with that same angry look in his face. “Can someone tell me what the hell is happening? What happened to the materials we needed for Ariel Lopez's new album?” he shouted at them. Everyone fell silent, not daring to speak up. Then, a young lad had the courage to raise his hand. “S-sir...” the young man said. He carefully lifted up his head, and faced his boss's fury. “The materials... they... they were...” he stuttered. He pounded his hand on the table as he leaned on it. “They what? Aren't Gino's composition supposed to be used for Ariel Lopez's new album? What happened to it, Arron?” he asked him. “They... they... Gino said... he would rather have it used for... for Angela Zamora's... album...”' the young man said. As expected, their boss grew more angrier. He pounded his fist on the table again, and turned his back on them. “Sir Jiro, it seems that Blake records are trying to pirate Sir Gino. It seems that Gino is really planning to move there...” a young woman said.

Jiro faced his staff again, and growled at them. “I don't care if Gino would move to that stupid record label! I don't care if that fucking bastard takes their offer, goddamit! We need good materials for Ariel's new album! We need to make sure that her album would top of that of Angela's! Don't you understand that?” he shouted at them. Everyone fell silent again. “Then... we will ask all of our composers to make new songs for Ariel...” Arron said. “You should've thought of that a long time ago!” Jiro shouted at him. “But sir, Ariel insisted on Gino -”
“I don't give a damn if Ariel insisted on him, or not! Get the new materials for her, and get the fucking recording started!” he shouted again. As soon as they said yes, he dismissed the meeting. Everyone got out of the office, except for Arron. 'Sir Jiro...” he said. Jiro looked up at him, and glared at him. “What?” he snapped at him. “Since Gino's leaving White Noise for Blake Records, do you think it's about time we hire a new composer?” he said. Jiro sighed, and leaned over his chair. “I think we should, Arron. This company needs new talent. I think you should post an ad now or call those previous composers who applied for us.” he said in a more calm tone. The young man nodded his head and went out of the room.

--

“Good afternoon Auntie Josie!” Tank greeted as soon as he reached the small eatery. The elder woman looked up at him, and smiled at him. “Good afternoon, Tank! How's school?” he asked. Tank took her hand, and leaned down to kiss it. “I'm OK, auntie. We had our quiz today, and I think I will be exempted for the finals.” he said. Josie smiled at him. “That's good to hear, Tank. Have you eaten already?” she asked. Tank smiled and nodded his head. “By the way, auntie, where's Ella?”
“Oh, you know that girl. Even if she's blind, she roams around this walled city. I think she's at the cathedral again.”
“I'll go look for her.”
“OK, but be back soon. I know you still have a job later at the club.”
Tank nodded his head. He took the bulky black guitar bag from the side, and then went on his way to look for Ella.

Ella sat by the stairs of the cathedral, trying to listen to the sounds around her. Since she was eight years old, she was already blind because of an accident. She smiled to herself, as she listened to her surroundings, then she began to sing.

Hatinggabi, gising pa't naghihintay (It's midnight now, I'm, still awake and waiting)
Di maidlip at nagbibilang ng tala (I can't sleep and all I can do is count the stars)
Sa karamihan nito'y mayrong isang natatangi (Out of all these, there's one that stands out)
At sa tuwing tatanawin, mukha mo ang nasasaisip (And when I look up to it, it's your face that I keep on thinking)
Ewan ko ba, bakit ka nagpakita pa (I don't know why I've seen you again)
Sa panaginip sana'y mamasdan ka sa tuwina (In my dreams, I wish I could gaze at you always)
Kahit na di na gumising pa (Even if I didn't wake up anymore)
H'wag lang malayo sa piling mo (I don't want to be away from your side)
Iniibig kahit ika'y panaginip lang (I love you even if you're just a dream away)

“Wow, my best friend really have an angelic voice!” she heard someone say. She smiled to herself. “Tank?” she called. Tank smiled, and sat beside her. “The one and only!” he said. “You're here! How's school?” she asked. “Good, as usual. Let me tell you, I'm going to be exempted to the finals again.” he said. Ella's smile widened this time. “Really? Wow, my best friend is really smart!”
“Of course. I take after the smartest girl I know, Ella Cortez.”
“You flatter me so much, Tank.”
Tank smiled at her. He leaned back, and then stared at Ella. “Why is it that she's growing prettier each day?” he thought. “Tank?” Ella called. “Yes?”
“You're staring at me again...”
He felt his cheeks turn red at what she said. “N-no... I'm not...” he stuttered. Ella just let out a faint laugh. “I may be blind, Tank, but I my sense of feeling is more stronger and more sensitive. I can tell that you are staring at me.” she said. Tank signed, and decided to admit his defeat to his best friend. “Fine... you're right. I'm staring at you, and I couldn't help it.” he said. Ella laughed at him again. “Don't be like that, Tank. You're embarrassing me!” she said, giggling at him.

Tank put his arm around her, and pulled her close for an embrace. “I wish we could be together this way...” he said to her. “We will, Tank. I know that...” she said to him. Tank looked at her, and smiled to himself. “Ella, can you sing me another song? You know you always inspire me whenever you sing...” he said to her. Ella smiled, and nodded his head. Then, she began to sing another song.

--

She walked through the carpeted floor of the lobby. Her assistant opened the door, and led her inside the conference room. Everyone inside stood up to pay respect for her. Then, she walked to her seat, and sat down. Her assistant laid a folder on her table, and she took it, taking a quick glance on it, before facing the board. She looked up at the people around him with authority. “Let's get this started.” she told them. “Ms. Lobregat, I guess what we need to discuss now is the the future of this company after your father's death...” one of the board members said. Rainie let out a smile at the older man. “Well, then. Let's discuss that first. I know some of you have been eying my father's position upon learning his death. Nothing will change in this company, I assure you that.” she said. “Then, may we suggest an election for the next CEO of White Noise Entertainment?” an elder woman said. Everyone seemed to agree with what the lady said. “An election would be fair enough. But to tell you honestly, my father wrote in his testament that I will assume his position upon his death.” Rainie said. “You? Assume the CEO position?” another elder lady said. Rainie looked up at him, and smirked. “Why, Mrs. Guttierez? Do you think I'm not capable of running this company?” she asked. The elder lady raised an eyebrow at her, and folded her arms. “You are way to young and inexperienced to run this company, Ms. Lobregat.” she said.

Rainie stood up from her seat, and faced that woman. She folded her arms, and let out another smirk. “Mrs. Guttierez, let me tell you this. If there's anyone more suitable to run White Noise Entertainment, then it would be me.” she said. She started to walk around the tables. “Ever since I was young, my dad have taught me the loops of running this company he established. I was there to witness his struggles until he made his name in the entertainment industry. If there's anyone who could understand his vision for White Noise, then it would be me. If there's anyone more capable of continuing his projects, then it would be me. I maybe inexperienced, but I take after my father. I know the basic business principles to run White Noise and make it more successful than ever.” she said. She paused as soon as she reached Mrs. Guttierez. She looked at the elder woman into her eyes, and the elder woman could only look up to her as well. “I can't let this company be run by some greedy businessman. My father have high hopes on me, and it's only right that I take over his own company.” she told her.

“I agree with Ms. Lobregat.” Danson said. Rainie looked up at the younger man, and smiled at him. “As one of the biggest stockholders of this company, I also have a say with who should be the next CEO. I believe Ms. Rainie Lobregat is more than capable of running White Noise.” he continued. Rainie looked at him, and gave him a smile. She was thankful that Danson is here to back her up. “I don't mind having Ethan Lobregat's daughter run the company. She have worked since then, and I believe she can do the same work as her father did in the past.” another board member said. Rainie looked at the people inside the room, and everyone seems to agree with Danson. Mrs. Guttierez then glared at Danson. “You aren't the only one who have the biggest shares of stocks here, Mr. Luis. I also have a say in this matter!” she told him. Danson leaned back to his chair, and smirked at the elder woman. “i guess everyone in this room have their say on this matter.” Danson said. He leaned towards his table, and looked at the people around him. “Anyone who is in favor of giving the CEO position to Ms. Lobregat, please raise your hand.” he said. Then, he raised his hand. Soon after, all the people raised their hands, except for Mrs. Guttierez and Rainie.

Rainie folded her arms, and faced the elder woman. She let out a smirk at her. “I guess the decision is unanimous now. I am the new CEO of White Noise Entertainment.” she told her. Furious, the elder woman took her bag, and stormed out of the conference room, much to Rainie's satisfaction. She headed back to her seat, and took the folder lying on her table. “Now, let's discuss the future plans for White Noise...” she said.

--

Tank put his guitar inside it's case, and then stood up from his seat. “Tank, we'll see you tomorrow.” George, his bandmate, said. Tank looked up at him, and nodded his head. “I'll see you tomorrow night then.” he said. He put the guitar case on his back, and went over the bar. “Jun, can I have a glass of water, please?” he asked. The bartender nodded his head, and gave him a glass of water. As he was finishing it up, he was listening to the radio, who was just beside Jun. “White Noise Entertainment is looking for talented composers to be part of their team...” he heard the DJ said. “Hey, Tank... why don't you try it out?” Jun said. Tank looked up at him, and then stared at the radio. “For those who wanted to be part of White Noise, you can send your compositions at this address...” Jun immediately took a pen and paper and wrote down the address. Then, he gave it to Tank. Tank just gave him a startled look. “Why are you giving that to me?” he asked. “Oh, come on, man! Try it out! I've heard you playing some of your compositions backstage, and you're really good! You have to show White Noise that you have the talent in composing.” Jun said.

Tank took the paper in his hand, and stared at it for a long time. “Do you really think that I should try it out?” he asked. Jun smiled and nodded his head. “Why not? You have the talent, man! You really should try it out.” he said. Tank looked at the paper again, then smiled to himself. “I... I guess I'll think about it...” he said to Jun. “Don't think about it. Do it, Tank. Don't just waste your talent in this small bar. You deserve something more.” Jun said. Tank smiled at him, and nodded his head.

--

As soon as he paid his bill, Danson went out of the club. He waited for the valet to get his car, when he heard something.

Don't say goodbye, it's hard to let you go
Tomorrow seems so far away for me to know
'Cause you and I will always be
In love forevermore
To live with just memories all alone...

Danson paused, and looked around the place. He was mesmerized by that angelic voice. He wanted to find where that sweet voice is coming from. “Where could that voice be coming from?” he thought. He looked at the other side of the street, and he saw a short-haired girl sitting by the street. She was staring at the other side of the street. He was about to go near him, when the valet called him. “Sir, your car.” he said. Danson looked at the man, and smiled at him. “Thanks.” he said. He took the keys, and got inside his car to drive away from that place.

“Ella, what are you doing here” Tank said as he walked over his friend. When he got out of the bar, he saw Ella sitting by the street. He helped her to stand up. “I was waiting for you, Tank... and besides, it's a good opportunity for me. I was able to sell some flowers while waiting for you.” she said. “But it's late at night, already... and it's dangerous for you. You shouldn't be roaming in the streets alone. What if some bad guy came up to you, do something bad to you?” he said. Ella smiled at him. “Nothing will happen to me. My guardian angel's with me.” she said. Tank could only sigh, and shook his head. “Come on, I'll take you home.” he said. He took her hand, and led her home.

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