Chapter 3 Real World

After she took a shower, Avah put on her newest and neatest clothes. Her wood-colored skirt reached below the knee, topped off with a loose sweatshirt. Her feet are also comfortable inside her soft flatshoes that she has been using for almost two years but still looks good.

She left her room and then waited for Melanie to come out from her own room. After a few minutes of waiting, she came out. But unlike her appearance, Melanie was wearing a type of dress that only her chest and lower thighs were hidden. She is also very well-groomed, she looks like an actress in her form.

Melanie's heels are so high, she looks like a tower when she and Avah are next to each other. When Melanie looked at her friend, she couldn't help but to look at her with disgusting face! They're attending bar and won't pray in the convent. Avah is such a very beautiful woman, but because she wants to be a nun, she looks like an old lady.

"What are you wearing, Avah?" Lanie ask after inspecting her friend's clothes from head to toe.

"W-why? Is there a problem with what I'm wearing?" Avah looked at her clothes again and didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Everything... is wrong." Lanie said pointing her from head to toe. "Go get changed." She added.

"But I don't have any other sensible clothes, Melanie." Avah's replied.

"I have plenty of it, Avah. Come here, follow me." And she followed her friend. Many kind of clothes did Melanie give to Avah but the only thing she accepted was a black dress with long sleeves reaching up to her wrists, which was knee length and also had a high neckline.

Lanie dressed it up with two inches heels. Melanie also removed Avah's umbilical cord and let her long and black hair fall loose. Regardless of Avah's refusal to put make-up on her, Lanie is unstoppable. Many kind of make-up did she apply on Avah's face. She's so beautiful.

At least people will see how beautiful you are before you become a nun. That's what on Melanie's brain when she finished putting light make-up on Avah's face.

Her friend's eyebrows are thick so she doesn't need shade, her skin is also white, smooth and obviously not soaked in the sun, Avah's nose is also sharp. She also has a small but plumy lips, long eye-lashes and double eyelids. In fact, she is even more beautiful than Melanie, and Melanie is aware of that fact. Her friend's face is so gentle.

"Finished!" Lanie said when she finished putting nude brown lipstick on Avah. The matte lipstick dried on her lips that's why when Avah got wet on it and tried to erase it, it didn't even erase or spread. Everything was fine when Melanie noticed a black rosary under Avah's dress. Without a word, she removed it and put it in her drawer.

"Melanie, I can't take that off! That's my guide, Melanie." Avah said in surprise.

"Honey, calm down. Nothing bad will happen to you tonight." Lanie said and then laughed before they finally left the Condo. Avah got off the taxi around eight o'clock in the evening in front of a colorful building called Romanza.

At the entrance of the building there are big men standing to guard the place. They all wore black and had bulky bodies. Melanie called them with the term bouncer which she did not understand.

When Avah finally got inside the building, they heard a deafening scream and ringing. There were so many lights flashing that every time they hit her eyes she felt dizzy. Almost every corner of that place has a drunken friends or maybe lovers that kissing and having a good time.

"Welcome to the real world!" Melanie shouted in Avah's ear. The truth is that Melanie just wants to forget something and get drunk. But since Avah's reason and purpose why she left church is to see the other world that she hasn't seen, she gladly took her friend with her.

Who knows? Maybe she might find this type of life more interesting than praying, right?

"Melanie what kind of place is this?" Avah asked, full of concerned. Melanie grabbed her hand and then gave her a little squeeze of encouragement.

"You're with me, Avah. You will be safe. Besides, this is my type of world. Aren't you out to discover these places?" Melanie gave her a little smile and then she dragged Avah to the island of people. Melanie sat on a stool and Avah imitated her. Melanie snapped her fingers in the air and when the bartender saw her signal, he faced the two women and then asked what drinks they wanted.

"Two bottled of Rum, please," Melanie said.

"Coming up, ladies." The guy said. He turned his back to the ladies as he grabbed two bottled of rum. "A drink with a mixture of rum, lime juice, and sugar-water for beautiful ladies." He says.

"Oh, thank you." Melanie said as she accepted the two bottles of liquor. She gave one to Avah and she directly grabbed hers.

"Drink that, it has God's blessing." Melanie said after a chuckle. Avah look at the liquid. She had her first taste and it wasn't bad at all. The two of them talked even though there were too many barriers preventing them from understanding each other.

After an hour and a half, Avah hadn't even finished half of her drink when Melanie immediately had two and a half. Melanie became tipsy. The alcohol hit her. She also started to vent her anger about the two of them breaking up with her ex-boyfriend.

"He's an asshole! He even promised to marry me when the right time came. Fuck him! Screw his life, Avah! He is such a cheating bastard! Fuck you, Greg! Fuck you!" Melanie kept on screaming inappropriate words and surprisingly, nobody seems to be bothered.

Nobody in that place mind to hear such cruel words. Melanie nodded again and this time a foreigner approached her. A half Filipino and Spanish.

"Mi Señora, can I have this dance?" Said by a man to Melanie who she immediately accepted.

"Bye, Avah. Go have some fun!" Her friend giggled and then they went to the dance floor. To the ocean of wild people. Avah sighed and then fumbled for the small cellphone in her pocket. She stood up to get it but in an unexpected event, someone bumped into her causing for her cellphone to fall.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, lady! I'm really sorry." Said by a staggering drunken woman.

"It's fine." She answer her with a good smile and then she knelt down to reach for the cellphone. Just as she was about to pick her phone up, a masculine hand was quick to gather it from the ground.

"Is this yours?" What a beautiful man. She just nodded.

"You have a classic phones, huh? I'm Davien. And you are?" Avah took her cellphone. "A-Avah. My name is Avah."