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2-honey · 6 months

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Not all kisses are magical

"Girls, you won't believe what happened to me." I cried over the phone to the most amazing women I know: Maya and Rhyme, my two best friends using Ino. Maya was wearing her green mask while Rhyme was looking at me with her glasses. "That guy, you hate so much so much said something nice for a change." Maya answered. "Erin, wouldn't know nice if it hit him in the face. I hate that he's the executive supervisor on our team. I mean isn't enough he took the promotion, now he has to rub it in my face. " "Didn't you take half the day off? Don't tell me he made someone cry outside work." Of course Maya won't know that, although, we have been together since middle school. Even though we went to different colleges, we kept in touch. That's how Rhyme eventually meets her. Rhyme is one of the sweetest people I've met in my whole life, she became my friend on my first day in GLT publishing house. One day I took her for a free spa day at Maya's house. Maya works in a beauty center as a pharmacist and also she prepares most beauty centers' special products. There are even some customers who just go there to buy her stuff. "Can you imagine him outside of work?" I shivered at the thought. "Actually, the reason I took a day off was to drive Sonny to the airport. She got accepted for a two-month scholarship at a university in Romania. I thought it might be good for her to expand. I feel biased on this cause my parents refused that I travel to somewhere unknown without them." "It's normal to feel some doubts. You're her sister, silly." Rhyme's motherly instinct is kicking in. "Is that why you called?" Maya knows me too well for my own good. "No, I was hoping I could delay this. However, it will kill me if I hold it in any longer." "Come on, out with it." Maya, it's not that easy. They both looked at me with their sad eyes. I took a deep breath. "Getting Sonny to another country was a smooth sail... I was waving to Sonny till I can't see her then waited an hour till she called me telling me she was on her plane ready to take off. Get this, um, I was about to walk out when some guy pulling a large suitcase swiped me off my feet. I tripped on the marble floor and gave me these." I brought the phone down to my knees and hands. "Thank god, you didn't fall on your head or break anything." Rhyme is so sweet, she is a true mother. I know she does have kids of her own. "I did cry a little." "Did you catch a glimpse of him?" Maya is concerned too, aww. "It wasn't just his looks I caught a glimpse of." I sent them his picture. "How did you get this? it's so close." Maya's already analyzing pictures. "A normal person would just apologize and give me a hand. But, no, like an idiot I thought he was sincere. Out of nowhere, he grabbed me and ... and ... kissed me." "where." Maya look at me once more. I bit my lips. They both opened their mouth but said nothing " I felt awful. He literally grabbed me by my waist..." I couldn't utter the next words. " I tried to push him. I swear I did. ugh. He was too strong. He placed his left hand holding my head through my hair, forcibly kissing me. I don't how I let this happen. " I shuddered at my own words " I froze. When I got my lips back, my life went back with it. I woke up from terror. I kicked him and opened the phone that was in my hand. At that moment, I took the picture. I ran to airport security and told them what happened. I only thought of Sonny at that moment. that it was a good thing she didn't see this. They asked me if I wanted to file a report and I did." "Sweetie, I am so sorry that you went through that." Oh, Rhyme. "Wait, I know this guy. He's Ryan Trevor. Our hometown baseball hero." Maya announced. "What?" Rhyme and I both shouted. " Yes, he got the cover of INK as the top ten hot bachelor player." "EW... no, I was assaulted and now it will seem that I'm slandering him. Great. I will be the one in jail." "What happened after you filed a report?" Rhyme asked. "Did he try to do anything else?" Maya added. " The female officer advised me to go home so I did and I didn't see him after I kicked

him" "Sorry to have burdened you." I continued. "You know what, you need a righteous vacation. We can have our girls' night out this weekend. I will call the spa to give me my weekend and we will go to a fancy restaurant that one of my customers told me about." Maya. I can't be a buzzkill for them. "Yes, food is the best way to forget. send me the location." I smiled. "How about this Friday. We finish our work and head straight home. Get changed." "Girls, I hate to do this but I need to wash his off. Anna, keep on fighting." Maya ended her call. "I need to check on kids." Rhyme joined Maya. I opened my gallery and stared at the pervert's picture; he has dirty blond hair, blue eyes and his skin was a little tanned wearing a blue checkered shirt under an eggplant sweater. "I was wearing black jeans and a large hoodie, barely wearing any make-up and ponytail. the only thing that said I was a girl were my earrings. Tell me how did I provoke you." I screamed at the picture. I shut my eyes and swiped right to see the pictures of sonny and me with Rhyme, her kids, or Maya. Then a picture of our parents came along "Can you speak to me for once and tell me what to do?" How will I go to work tomorrow?

The next day, I found myself on the couch. I barely made it on time and listened to Erin scold me for the first time. I didn't care to fight back. I got a call from someone saying he was Ryan Trevor's agent, and he would like that we reach a mid-ground and not let this get any worse than it is. I told them I won't and the next thing I learned was that airport footage was leaked that Ryan Trevor got dumped by one of the locals. My heart sank. I told them we could meet up at a nearby cafe during my lunch break. oh boy, this meant gulp I need to talk to Erin to ask him for a longer lunch break. please kill me. I already asked our head manager for a half day. Now, I need to Erin cover for me. My luck is just the worst.

I head to Erin who's alone in a conference room. "I can feel you staring. Do you need to tell me something?" "yes." He looked at me waiting. "Erin, um, I know we aren't exactly on good terms. I really need you to allow a longer lunch break." He said nothing watching me squirm like a worm, "I know I took the day off yesterday." I pressed my lips and sighed. "Something terrible happened and I need to end it." I really hope you say No. "Fine." What, I blinked at him. He returned back to what he was doing. "Is there anything else you want to add?" He told me off. "No." I left him to be. Did he see the news? Or does the monster have a heart after all?

I finished most of the designing part and only what was left is to edit it on Photoshop. I left early to meet them. It just happens that we came at the same time. I should have listened to Maya and brought her with me. " I am sorry to put you in this position. I had to escape from someone. I thought of nothing but to pretend to kiss you for them to leave me alone." Ryan saying those words made me furious. "_ So grabbing a girl, you made her fall, and kiss her is the first thing that came to your mind. You, nuts."_ His agent interrupted " I truly apologize for this dumb boy here. On account that this will never happen again. However, This has gotten out of hand, we would like this to lie down as soon as possible." I didn't expect that. "Tell us, what you want: Money, Fame." "Wow, you know how to make a girl special. Do you think I'm that type of girl? What vibes do I exactly give off, a bloody gold digger?" I stood up. "thank you for your time." I was about to take off. I pointed to Mr. baseball player _ "You're no better than a perv flashing down girls. I hope your mother is proud."_ Then I bolted out there. I found Erin at the crossing rushing towards me, "Are you okay?" I narrowed my eyes at him, how? " I'm fine. How did you know I was here?" "Maya told me that something bad might happen to you and I need to check on you." I love you, Maya. You are an angel. " I'm really fine." I smiled. Then Ryan came up to us. " I'm really sorry for what he said. I wasn't thinking right at that time. Had I known you have a boyfriend, I wouldn't have done it." Every time that person does anything, I want to smack him hard. "Let me clear things up, you're saying that your excuse that I could have been okay by some strange man forcing himself onto me. KNOW THIS. I. have. no. boyfriend and it's not OK. Just because girls might throw themselves at you, you can treat any girl as you like." He stepped in closer trying to say something. Erin stopped him and pulled me behind him. "You heard her. Leave her alone." I watch Ryan's next move carefully. "Let me apologize properly. I will do what the law says and go to jail to mend my mistake. I will take the name Ryan Harasser if it will make you forgive me." I almost regretted what I did to him and withdraw any accusations. My mind has a different thought and I recalled what happened. I froze again. I think Erin looked at me and saw something was wrong. He took my wrist and we left back to work. He said nothing all the way even when we were alone in the elevator. none of us was able to speak to the other for a while. I hugged Maya so bad as soon as I saw her. Should I be thankful I lived to be the age of 29 and I wasn't raped. true, I was scarred in another way, I remembered every catcall, whistle, and touching. I was still harassed ever since I matured physically. I'm proud to be a girl and I hated to be one at moments where I feel worthless, I know I wasn't made to be a desire. This is why I will remain single and proud.

After cooling off and throwing away every bad thought, food helped a little. I tried to get back to business and my hot Choco to support me. I can't face Erin for a few days now. Days went by and Thursday night came. I prepped myself for tomorrow. I took a long bath and did a full skin and hair care routine. ( and shaved everything.) Finally, I slept with night cream. The next morning, I pampered myself and wore some nice. I put effort into putting some make-up on and put on my accessories. I felt A-MAZ-ING. I went to work early than usual. Of course, our executive supervisor was already there. I already started on a new project. Erin started to be nicer, I think. He complimented me on my look. I will take it that he wasn't sarcastic, I won't let him ruin my mood. It finally became 6 which means I can relax. I saved all my work for the day, everyone has already left. Then I heard clicking voices. I screamed so hard. Erin rushed in. "What happened?" "I heard a clicking voice. I think there's a ghost." He laughed so hard. I covered my face. I wish I could dig a hole. He breathed in and said, _ "You're so funny, you know that."_ what. I broke him. " I was reviewing over some work. If you want I can keep you safe till you go to your car, how does that sound?" _" haha, You're making fun of me, now."_ Then I heard something drop and I let out another scream. "Now, that I think about it, it sounds great." I grabbed my things and rushed towards Erin. Later on, Janitor came to us, " I thought everyone left. You two should hurry and go home already." "yes, sir." We went to the conference room and Erin took his things. I rode in the elevator. "Did something happen today?" Erin's eyes looked me up and down. "Will happen. Rhyme, another friend of ours and I are going on a girls' night out." Is it just me or did he just smile? We reached the parking lot. He walked me to my car as promised. I slipped into my car and he closed the door. I drove off, reached my sweet sweet home. Quickly into the bathroom, I took a quick shower, did my hair, and then make up. I slipped into an off-shoulder purple lace dress with a sweetheart neckline. Then onto accessories. I reached Chateau Bleu at 9:30. Maya was already there. Rhyme came right after me. We ordered our month's worth, we talked about our jobs, crushes, hates, and kids. Then we took off to karaoke in a closed room. Rhyme left us early and Maya begged me to spend the night with her. "For old time sake, Annie." she convinced. All we did was wear her PJs and hit the hay. I woke up at 12:30 and Maya was nowhere to be found. She was back with groceries. I smell hot pastry.

I suppose things never went back to the way they were. I miss my sister, Erin and I lowered the level of heat between us.

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2-honey · 6 months

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Writing prompt challenge

Day 1

1. What does your dream life look like?

I would own a 3 story building with a basement. The roof would have something similar to a greenhouse cafe. This is coming from a person who kills every plant they bought. I would own a flat on the 2nd floor and the first floor would be my pharmacy and the basement would be a lab where I could do all my research. It would be like an apothecary in the 19th century. since I like fantasy I wouldn't mind my plants speaking to me or koi fish swimming mid-air. of course, my tenants can be of any origin but I would worry of any invisible one they can bail on paying the rent by pretending not to exist. Don't worry, I will allow pets but just the ones that are size appropriate even poisonous ones if they are on a leash and know not to harm anyone in the building including the mailman. I mean it would be only fair if I get to own a dog, cat, snake, frog, and a bird. However, if you have a shape-shifting dragon then it is not allowed to get an abrupt change inside of the building.

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2-honey · 7 months

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My train love story

Hi! I’m Mary I am not the kind of girl who loves those romantic stories, in fact I feel sick when someone just mention the word marriage. My body gets that disgusting tingling feeling. There’s this quote that seems to pop up every now and then. It’s cheesy, I know

Every love story is beautiful but ours is my favorite.

I am only human after all. I got a love sentence myself by cupid. I finally felt what the quote meant. It was on a twelve hour train. I found my seat by the window, of course! Few minutes in and he entered. Spoiler alert ! Here comes the cheesy part My eye caught him at the first glimpse. I don’t know if it was his looks that stringed my heart but he has those curly brown locks, green eyes, and freckles spread on all over his face. His lips were blood red as if they were drawn by an artist they were perfect. He was tall enough to see among the crowd, his shoulders only made him more manly. He was wearing black leather on a beige brown sweater. My eyes followed him like a hawk. I felt a lingering feeling for some reason or was it that I wanted to be Sherlock Holmes and use my observation and deduction skills to know who’s the stranger that picked my interest. I became a spectator watching a scene unraveling before my eyes. All people around were as if they didn’t exist. All my sense shut down except my sight. I didn’t notice my stares till I got back to reality. The sound of the people and bustling of the train weren’t muted anymore. I looked at the large green field, and saw my reflection in the window, my face was red as a beet. I noticed in my reflection that my hair is done with straighter and I’m wearing nice clothing since i’m going to my grandparents. Based on my mum, I should look really pretty or she won’t hear end of it from grandma. I had to even put my nicest earrings. I have to say I do clean up nicely. Also, today there’s a pretty boy before me. Fate plays its game in the most unexpected way. I look at my watch it has been just 30 mins. oh no, I stared at a guy for half an hour. He must think I am a creep. Maybe if I walk over and explain. No No bad idea. Then I got up to got to bathroom and to leave him alone. Just my luck one of my earrings got lost. I went out like a manic, tracing my steps and asking the people if they have seen it. There I found it in his hand. “Is this yours?” He looked at my other ear. “You know what I mean.” I smiled kindheartedly. “Do you mind?” I brushed my hair to my other side when I’m pretty much capable of doing it my own. Sorry,but i’m new to this. Just to my luck, he offered to sit beside me. I highly doubt it’s just because the seat next to me and the two seat in front of me were empty. wink We talked for hours and I listened, laughed at few of his jokes now and then. I got hungry so I took the pizza slices with tuna mum made for the day. There were stains from oil in tuna and cheese almost all of them were on him. I tried to wipe it off but it only made matters worse. I didn’t stop apologize. I wished I became a ghost or dug a hole. All I did was hide my red face. We moved on from there. He suggested a story and I listened. We thought it was best to have a break to sleep before we reach our destination. It was night time and I didn’t even know why I agreed but I’m glad we did, truth be told I dreamed about him or thought about him before I tried to sleep. I imagined his story as if I was his heroine. I slept for few hours. there was going to be a kissing scene but then I woke up and excused myself to refresh up. I shook off that dream and pinched myself. He was up as well. I came back and we continued to go on back and forth. of course I couldn’t meet at his eyes. Then just a few minutes before I reached my destination. It ended. I smiled happily as I said “goodbye.” I didn’t want to know when but I knew it would happen eventually. The hardest parts about breakups is when you truly found your true love.

Damn it, I should have brought a bigger book. What ? You’ve never fallen in love with a book before. No, I don’t mean the writer or the characters but the story itself. I couldn’t bear that it was over. I felt empty for a week. Sorry, let me explain I was talking about the first book I bought by myself. It has a leather cover with beige brown pages, red title and I added a brown and green stripped ribbon as a bookmark. I did stare at the cover and smell pages, admiring the book for a while. Then I stared out at the window. My hands were oily from pizza and when I picked up the book to reach my napkin there were few finger imprints. I did feel like a screw up then. Anyhow, it really got me hooked.

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2-honey · 7 months

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My train love story

Every love story is beautiful but ours is my favorite.

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Aphrodite’s curse

_“I’m supposedly the goddess of beauty and love, huh…sure my beauty captures mortal and immortals all alike under its spell and love…oh, my love knows no bounds. But here I am, just laying in rose pink sheets on the most enormous round bed in the most magnificent palace on Mount Olympus.”_ Not a moment later, my loneliness was disrupted by one of my lovely cupids. I really can’t go through this today, overseeing hearts link when mine feels hollow. I let out a sigh and put on my most cheerful smile. I can’t be beauty if I can’t smile, right? I stood up from a weird position on bed, walking majestically as possible. Cupid Cubie rolled into the room with his little wings barely making him stay put. He was breathing heavily with his wing trying to lift him up. _“You have guts barging in like this, what did I teach you?”_ I scolded the scared little fella who’s right now unable to meet me in my eyes. I folded my arms waiting for an answer. _“I’m waiting.”_ “um… Not to disturb you since you might be doing something,“answering me in a low voice with his head still down _“so, what happened that made you barge in like this?”_ Cubie flew in my arm pouting his lips and giving me puppy eyes. Ah, he knows my weak spot. No, must stay strong. I shook any urge to give in. _“Not gonna work. Now tell me, I won’t do anything.”_ “Promise.” He said in a cute tone. _“promise.”_ “what did you do this time?” _“We…we… well, we did a mistake of hitting one of gods.”_ My reflex took better of me making me drop Cubie, good thing he has wings that can carry his cute little baby body. _“But my charms don’t work on gods.”_ I made sure of it myself. _“Well, your last potion reached Hades by accident in Zeus’s annual parties.”_ “What else?“I raised my voice. _“Oh, you’re not going to like this.”_ He gulped. _“The one he fell for was Demeter’s daughter, Persephone.”_ My eyes widened even more, I am not sure how. Cubie flew away from my grasp. _“What have you done?”_ If Demeter learned about this, I can’t even think what might happen to me, she spent her lifetime protecting her beloved Persephone from other gods and the ones who rules underworld are no exception. Never mind that she’s my best friend. You really done it this time, Aphrodite. Think, mind, think. I massaged my forehead with my right-hand index and middle finger. I looked up for Cubie who’s cowering in the corner. _“No one hears of this, you got it.”_ I pointed my finger at him threatening. I tried to calm myself. I gave signal with my right hand for the still cowering Cubie to come closer. I held him close and patted to calm him. “Now, how is it that new cupids in training can’t still manage to hit the target? Do I have to go there myself?”Cubie answered with his face buried. _“I taught them your technique: arm holding bow should be straight and to eye level, other arm is bend and elbows are up, only three fingers (index, middle finger, ring finger) hold the string and pull to your chin and then let go.”_ I pulled Cubie away but still holding him to met my eye. “Now, I’m going to human realm and I want journals on today’s matches ready.”“Aphrooditee, but why do wee have to?” “Don’t Aphrodite me. It will help with your observation skills and no treat for you tonight after what you did.” I took my cloak, _“Behave while I’m down there, mummy will be back soon.”_ Then,looked back blowing a kiss.

People always thinks that I am always with them in a way or another…In kind of a way it is true, since my cupids are always with them. It’s not like I sit in my throne waited on by some supreme creatures, okay, that’s somewhat true, but I do watch over the whole world from my palace but there are some special times I need to feel it on earth myself. I, certainly, spend the whole Valentine’s day, even if I think it should be called Aphrodite’s day not after some priest, and also White day. Surely, I used to come on Aphrodisia-my used to be annual festival in midsummer in Ancient Greek. One of places you will sure feel my presence are gardens. Few of those mortals notice it is one of most romantic places not fancy restaurants or flower shops. If you want to witness one of few moments just go to a nearby park or something. In morning you can see couples of all ages, even those shorter versions of humans-what do they call them again… children. Let’s see what troubled hearts we have here:

Love triangle between two boys and girl, who would believe humans start at young ages. They are running around the jungle gym playing tag on their petite little feet. Oh, the girl tripped. She scratched her legs. It must hurt so bad, she’s crying so hard. My heart aches for her. I snooped in to see how they will handle it. One of boys help her out and sat her on swing while other went to call her parents. The boy felt sorry and tried to comfort her. He held her hand and said “don’t cry.” She tried to hold her tears in but she couldn’t. Out of nowhere, he kissed her. woah, a little cheeky for a little guy, aren’t ya. “why did you do that?” she asked sniffing. “mommy always kiss me when I have an owy.” Then other boy came in crying with her parents. “Why are you crying?” wondered the little girl. “I couldn’t find your parents as fast I hoped. Then I started crying and then. I. found. them. then. I. couldn’t. find. you.” answered the boy still in his tears. the girl stood up and kissed him on cheek. “thank you.” This made it worse. The other boy kicked him and run away since the girl didn’t thank him when he helped her. I can’t see how this story works out.

Let’s see what we have next…..

Unrequited love; blue glow around poor girl Dina, wearing jean short and white laced top with spaghetti strips, holding for hope that the boy she likes will look at her one day, sitting under a tree holding her legs close. Little does she know the fine line between desire and love. She might think his perfect for her but he’s no where near her soulmate. “now, where does your red thread leads you to?” Among millions of threads hers lead to none other her crush. Fate likes to play silly games sometimes but that girl’s the one to make the choice either give up or be with her soulmate. We, gods, can’t interfere with humans will, we only guide their paths to the routes they choose. “let’s see.” The poor girl has given up on her love, like the quote those humans like to recite “If you love something you let it go, they will return if it’s meant to be,” I never really got it if you think you’re meant to be, shouldn’t you pursue it. I touched the thread and it vibrated like guitar strings showing how it all started.

She didn’t seem to notice him at first. He didn’t stand out much in crowd. Her friend Camel introduce her to Marcus *the one*, who’ few inches taller than her, really skinny- Victoria model skinny-, cinnamon shade of skin, curly black hair, thick black glasses wearing red jacket along with latest earphone model around his collar and black skinny sport trousers. “He did the presentation about dreams in English class.” She tried to jug her memory for something but no. She shook her head. “He really did a great job.” “I’m sure he did but they were many guys who stood up. It’s hard to remember but I was so focused on content than who presented.” Camel put her hand on her chin thinking of an answer. “Maybe this help, he was the one who said hey guys.” Dina’s eyes widened “He was that guy.” Who says hey guys in a presentation, she thought. He guy let out a laughter “yes, this is how I will be remembered. I’m Mr. hey guys.” Dina extended her hand with smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

First impressions are most important but I don’t think he started to make her heart flutter yet. May be on the second encounter.

She was on her way home and as fate played it, she met her friend Camel with a group of friends including him. “We’re going to university theater they’re preforming Les Misérables. Would you like to come along?” “I don’t have a ticket.” “Oh, don’t worry I have an extra ticket.” Camel insisted and her group of friends followed chanting for Dina to come along. “I don’t know guys.” Dina slightly shook her head not knowing what to do. “I know,” Camel clamped her hands, “You’re taking subway to go home, right? We’re kinda heading same way ask your parents for their permission and give us an answer then.” The group walked ahead along with them Camel leaving Dina a chance to dial her parents. They didn’t answer first time. Out of nowhere Marcus came up to Dina and started chatting until her parent called her to see what was call for. They got separated so they can meet other people on the way. Dina went with a group of four girls and three boys none of which are Camel or Marcus. After long trip to University Theater and they got seated in very last row.

Such a sensitive girl, she seems cute crying in theater among all those people.

Show ended and one girl proposed to go to restaurant to enjoy rest of night then to a juice bar for drinks. Dina was a slow walker especially in wedge heels. Marcus slowed enough to be able to walk along with her then they started talking about books and movies. That’s when cupid hit his arrow. They made to restaurant. He twitched his nose when she looked at him without thinking she did same in a questioning manner. Hoping she didn’t seem to be flirting in front of 6 girls and five other boys.

“oh, cupid cupid jr, what did I tell you about things like this.”

Each time she saw him her heart fluttered and felt butterflies in her stomach. When he did another presentation, she couldn’t lift her eyes from him. She tried to chat with him but only when one of her friends is talking with him. Then she started to give up. Now, they may lock eyes, however, heart skips a beat no more for him. He removed those thick black glasses and is wearing lens keeping his hair is thicker. She only hopes to fall out of love before it kills her.

“Cupid’s magic works on different rates depending on person.” Let’s see what awaits the next semester with a help this time. May be a secret Santa gift does the trick.

“Is this my name I hear?” It came from my temple in Agora. “oh no, if Athena is there, she won’t let me hear the end of my actions.” But it’s my temple. I haven’t been there in a long time. I was loved and adored by my million worshipers offered thousands offering of men and women. Even rich men would seek me by sending few hundreds my way for pleasure of love. As goddess of love, I love love in many of its various ways from small love confessions, love letters to kisses to finally celebrating it with making love. When desire to be touched by loved one and be closer to them. In heat of a moment your heart, passion driven from when `when lips meet then a fire ignites to be closer and hunger for more. then two lover bodies are pressed against each other, their hearts are already one. At a certain moment their bodies and souls become one. However, I’m also known as goddess of lust which I have no hand in this manner. Of course, humans went to extreme measures placing brothels beside my temple, and those offerings became sex slaves. All this happened in my teen years when I was persistent on going to earth without a cover. My beauty lusted many and drove them mad. I confused lust with love. Athena won’t let me hear end of this even after twenty centuries. Remains of my action weren’t gone with time as I hoped. People still remember the pleasure of just have an intercourse with no true meaning of why making love is so special. From those days till today I try to repair what I did wrong.

Another call for my name waking me up from horrible memories. Few scholars were standing in my ruins of a temple between what is left of thirteen columns on sides and eight on front and rear. There’s an interesting conversation between a couple…well, since it’s about me and all.

“Aphrodite is goddess of love and beauty. All those paintings don’t do her justice. All of statues and paintings of her either as Aphrodite the goddess in Greece or Venus the goddess in Rome showed a nude woman or wearing revealing clothes,” a redheaded girl quarreling wearing blue cap, gray sleeveless top, jean jacket wrapped around her waist and short jeans with a brown hair guy wearing knee long short paired with red and black stripped shirt.

“you’re only saying that cause you’re a girl.”

“like you’d want a nude statue of yourself.”

He put one foot on a rock and looked up “you mean like this.” Then did some bodybuilder postures showing the few muscles he has “or this.” Then he posed like thinker. “or this.” He said in a deep voice.

“like you have something to show.”

“oh, it’s on.” He pretended to unzip and buttons of his shorts.

She covered her eyes “I believe but please spare the other people here.” She worded to other students “I don’t know him.”

“I know you idolize Aphrodite among all Greek gods. The truth is so did those painters. They thought the only way to show her beauty was through her body. You know, since they thought a woman’s body is a great thing and it should be covered. She showed the beauty of a woman. Plus, she ain’t a saint either. History marked her affairs with immortals and humans like Adonis. Do I need to say more?”

I stepped away so I can’t listen to anything more he might say. I went back to Mount Olympus. I didn’t mention this in beginning but a goddess of love needs to provide love to every living soul. There’s more that I might have never told anyone but I’m obligated to love anyone who loves me. Adonis was my first love or more likely I was his. His mother was cursed because of my wicked teen mind. I did say I did things I regret to this day. I cursed his mother to lust for my father. I was so angry at him that day. She was deceitful, she led him on for nine nights. My father found out her turned her into myrrh tree- ya, same anti-inflammatory myrrh resin tree-. My father found out and had to teach me a lesson and am still. Myrrh give birth to Adonis. I didn’t know what to do with a human baby so I had to ask Persephone the only one I can trust with something like this. As she raised him, he grew handsome. Persephone couldn’t part from him and I couldn’t grow out of the guilt of having his mother turned into a tree. Zeus thought it was best if we both spend time with him. I didn’t notice it but he started to have feelings for me. At that moment, I thought I fell for him as well. Persephone supported me ,which reminds she gonna kill me if she found out that Hades likes her. I felt like a young girl although I was few hundred years older. I was still a teen back then but still. All my firsts were with him, yes, a mortal. Then, he was taken from me. I did say fate liked to play games, he was killed by wild boar. He died in my arms that night. I cried my heart out I felt it like it got ripped out of my chest. The thought of it ,makes me want to tear up again.

Ares, god of war, saw my tears. Ugh, not him. I can’t take him right now. I tried to run away into myth forest. He caught my arm “you know you can’t run away from a god, certainly not from me.” He turned me to face him. Ugh, my eyes were red. I hit him as hard as I could. I hate feeling so powerless. What the point of being a goddess if you don’t have control over things. I begged Hades to return Adonis but he told my father on me. I learned then that I didn’t actually love him. I will never know meaning of it. My punches were weaker each time I hit Ares. He caught me hand, and forcibly kissed me. I tried to pull away but his hand held my back preventing me from pulling away. One hand supported my head and other at sacral part of my back. My tear went down cheek. I’m doing it falling in love without actually loving. I found myself kissed him back. I put my hands around his neck pressing my body closer that I could hear his heart beating so loudly so did mine. I knew his heart wasn’t beating for thrill of kiss but for kissing the one he liked. One problem with love among gods I only know they truly love someone when they announce it unless it was me. His tongue slipped in my mouth discovering it then linked with mine. We finally let go of each other. My lips dripped blood. He kissed fiercely for a god of war. I wiped the blood from lips but no cut could be sensed. My cheeks flushed pink. Now I feel like Cubie when he came to face me. “I thought of no way else to stop you but to kiss you.” He confessed then I heard what they thought next “I couldn’t help myself they were tempting.” “what” my eyes widened. I can hear this god thoughts like humans. “Don’t look at me like that.” He combed his finger through his hair. He does that when he’s flustered? My mouth quivered. Now he can’t meet my eyes. “I’m god of war. how am I so weak?” he thought again. He isn’t that undefeatable, Athena often win in their fights. Athena! She’s really now out to get me this time if she knew of this. “I have to go Ares.” “I love how she say Ares, melts my hard away. Ares. Wait she’s leaving.” He took hold of my hand. “Wait. I have feelings for you not like other gods here who wish to just be with you. I have deep feelings for you bigger than any god on Mount Olympus. If I have to announce if for them all to step down I would it.” “Wait.” I replied. Oh “I need time to think. Meet me in Sparta.” I slipped my hand and ran away leaving him. He shouted “I will be waiting.”

I ran back to my palace. I rested on my huge gates and I placed my hand to left side of my chest. Do hearts normally beat like this when they are in love. I bit my lips. It doesn’t. This has to be leading to wrong direction. I need to go to Sparta. “Should I wear my cloak or should I turn myself human.” It has been a long time since I have been a human girl. I looked at mirror to see my human form. Long red locks reaching floor, milky skin, big eyes showing light brown iris, cherry cute lips, wearing a white flowy dress with sleeves falling off shoulder. I called for assistance for my hair. My love servants they did my hair and added few roses. I went down to Sparta.

The place sure has changed a lot who would have believed. I walked on streets for first time in a long time as a human. I still get the same glances from humans as gods when I walk. I was wearing clothes that’s covering more cleavage than most girls walking. I tried to go to old theater but it was filled by tourists. I tried to look for an empty place and when I found one Ares was already there. His figure is tad larger than most mortals I met here. He was wearing a suit like humans wore in their parties. “hey’ I called. “I hoped you’d find me.” He turned. He combed his hair backward. He has a more tinder look. “I didn’t keep you long, did I?” I asked stepping a little closer. “I’d wait for you as long it takes if you allow me.” He cleared his throat. “I meant every word I said in myth forest. It wasn’t just a spur of a moment, although I know I’m known for being reckless.” “by Athena?” I interrupted “Maybe.” “what do you think?” I did say love is wondrous in every way it’s expressed. “I love you too,” Ares came close to kiss me. “But we can’t let anyone. My father…” I choked on my words. “He. He won’t let me off that easy. Who knows what will happen if he hears of this.” Ares continued his silence then finally uttered, “I will carry mountains for you, if that’s what you want I will do it.” I hugged him. May be this time I fell in love, truly.

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Shattered glass

I did it! I kissed him. But why does it hurt? Why this pain in my heart. All those moments meant nothing. My cheeks felt wet. I pulled away looking down. I couldn’t bear another moment of these. I dashed away but the pain hasn’t gone yet. I cried my heart out. Finally, I made it home. I wish it had rained so he wouldn’t have seen my tears.

I wish he grabbed and held me close to his heart. I would put blinds on my eyes and believe his lies. reality knew better than to give in to my sweet desires.

You want to know what happened. I am sure you read between the lines and inquisitively thought she fell in love with the most popular boy and he played with her. Well, sir, you are right on the money. This is how things you when you are vulnerable, you turn blind to the most obvious of matter.

My life shifted to a movie of a series of unfortunate events starring me. My father worked as an R&D researcher in a pharmaceutical company while my mom was a housewife as they call. She decided to quit her job when she had me so she take care of me because as she says and I quote " I heard so many stories of nannies hitting children and killing them that I couldn't bear leaving you alone." She really loved us more than our father not that he want to admit. They were the image that pops into your head when you think of a happily married couple. I had to tell them more than once, please do not flirt in public what will the people say. I can't blame my father really, she was gorgeous. Her hair is hazelnut like mine but with sunkissed highlights reaching her shoulders. She kept her short but insists that I don't cut mine. None of her children had her light green eyes with black lines and red spots or my father's brown-green eyes. I read somewhere an author describes as woodland eyes. The closest one to those eyes are baby Angelica or as I determined to call after my friend Hannah taught me Malak which is an angel in Arabic.

The sad comedy happened when they played their roles like in the book. Some sick arsonist started a fire in the hotel where my parents went for a conference. I don't the book mentioned how hard is it to identify burnt bodies. I left my brother and sister at my neighbor's apartment and went with the police officers to identify my parents. I was at the denial stage. "They aren't really dead. " or "this is all a bad dream" or "they wake up at any time." I didn't react when I saw a charcoaled body but I couldn't get close to the tin bed with my parents' body covered with a white sheet. I always feared something would happen to them when they left me with my sibling but I always never stop praying for their safe return.

Nobody talks about what to do when someone dear to you dies. Yes, the talk of the 5 stages of grief or how death is a normal phenomenon. but no one tells you that your life changes. I wish there was a GCSE course that explain what to do when your parents die. I am 16 turning 17 in May, finishing my semester in three months. I am supposed to find a morgue to help me bury my parents. I am supposed to tell a 7-year-old his parents won't tuck him in from now on or take care of a toddler who's one year and just started talking two to four words. I am supposed to post on social media that I need prayers for my lost family. I am supposed to call my relatives who I call every now and then and who live miles away from us. I am supposed to be brave tomorrow when I go back to school.

Nevertheless, the only thing I manage to do was vent out my heart that keeps riping itself in a ribcage closing in on it making it hard to breathe. I dropped onto a couch in the waiting area hugging my leg trying to cut down the volume of my scream and sobs. Each time I tried to take a breath to stop, but my body won't let.

Before I knew it, I was at my neighbor's at 3 am with no reconciliation of the events that took place beforehand. The only thing I know is my eyes hurt and I have the worst headache.

Mrs Burtam was kind enough to open the door for me when the sun was going up in seconds She led me to the guest bedroom where my brother and sister are sound a sleep. I stared at them wondering how tomorrow will work out.

To be continued...

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Not all kisses are magical

I suppose things never went back to the way they were. I miss my sister, Erin and I lowered the level of heat between us.

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Writing prompt challenge

Day 1

1. What does your dream life look like?

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Writing prompts Story No.1

Writing prompts

Here are few short stories based on the following prompts

1. "I'm sorry but you're not allowed in here," "Wait, you can see me?"

"Yes, Is this everything that arrived from the cemetery remains?" I was checking the list of findings from World War I, that was sent to us as a donation of Mr. Richman's family. Rich people never amaze me with their as they call amateur collections, they prevent the world from knowing the remaining bits we have from the past until they die or are sold in the black market again to be hidden forever. I guided the workers to the storage. "Leave it here for now." I opened the boxes few old clothes, weapons, and accessories. I picked up a notebook. "Sir" I turned behind me and saw a little boy around 10 years old with freckles, light brown hair, and dirt all over his face. How did he even get here? We are three stages below the exhibit stage. "I'm sorry but you're not allowed in here. Where are your parents or friends?" "Wait, you can see me?" Wait. hold on. "Look, boy. I don't have time for your jokes. How did you get here?"

The boy started crying and he hugged me. Oh no, I can't deal with children. This is why I chose this job. "Hey, buddy. How about we leave here and go wash your face." Now, that I see him up close, he's all skin and bones. "Then, we can go eat a burrito." "A burrito!" I put the notebook in my pocket to assess it later. I closed the box and sealed the door shut. He must have gotten in when we were bringing everything in. We walked to the elevator. " would you... um, tell me a little about yourself?" "Alan Wealer, at your service" "and how old are you, Alan Wealer" "I'm 12 for a while now."

"How long is that while?" the elevator finally dings and we enter. " I don't remember but I have been with that old man since he was in his late thirties so over 50 years." "oh, really." I press the 2nd floor where the cafeteria is. He must be Mr. Richman's grandchild or who knows maybe his love child. " You mean Mr. Richman. "

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The Beast and Beauty [part 1]

You can find prologue #thebeastandbeautyprologue

In a town on the borderline of France, a young boy named Beau. yes, as in B-e-a-u, french for handsome. He lives in a small town where his mother works as a horologist, she deals with all types of clocks. You can guess that life isn’t easy on a boy called Beau. Besides the fact that his mother is called "Cuckoo lady", having the name pretty wasn't the best of things. There is that one thing that made his life worth living, BOOKS. Well, actually two things, his best friend Gaston and books. They share a lot: bravery, chivalry, and being bullied, Beau from his schoolmates, and Gaston from his father. They were inseparable like bears and honey. That was till the accident happened.

In the quiet town of Bayeux, where almost everyone in the town was sound asleep including Beau and Gaston, that except the owls and the drunks in the pub down the street. One of which is Gaston's father, Monsieur Ebro. The whole town knows he's after Madame Amélie, Beau's father; that was one of the reasons Beau and Gaston became best buddies. However, one dark night Monsieur Ebrio dragged his feet to Madame Amélie's Clock shop and started shouting," You, *hore. *hiccup* I 'ave had enough of your facade. I 'ave treated you with 'very thing I've got. This is the thanks you give me. If it for the weasel children of ours. I would have gotten my way with you a long time ago." Then, he picked a rock and started smashing the windows of the store; waking Madame Amélie and Beau from their sleep.

Madame Amélie led the way to the street carrying a lamp oil, she beckoned Beau to call for the police. She tried talking to the drunk. "Monsieur Ebro, the neighbors are sleeping. We can talk in the morning." "I 'ave had enough of the talks. We are getting married, now!" "Monsieur Ebro, the pastor is asleep so is everyone else. We can go there tomorrow."

"Fine, Where's that pretty boy of yours? The one that's called the pretty lady. His blue eyes, pale skin, light brown hair. Ya sure he is not a girl. Nothing like the ugly dog I own. A bag of sticks more like it. That ugly mutt is just like his mother. Good for nothing. You 'now 'hat I'll sell both of 'em and have all of the rum in the world." He turned to Madame Amélie and looked at her with his crazy bloodshot eyes, he dropped his bottle and grabbed her hair. She dropped the lamp and screamed for help, trying to push that man away.

Beau came in with the police. He rushed to his mother's rescue and tried to free her from that disgusting man's hands. The police arrested Gaston's father and took all three to the station.

By the time, they came back, the whole house was down in ruins, and the firefighter cart was standing in front of it. Madame Amélie could barely hold herself up. Beau tried to support his mother but in truth, his mind is blank about what to do. A policeman offered his house for the night.

The next day, Gaston called Beau out, in desperation to get to talk to him. Beau looked at him like a hollow husk, he didn't even notice the new bruise on Gaston's face, a memoir of his father's love. Gaston had to wake him up from his state, so he punched him right in his pretty face. "Break from it" Beau started hitting Gaston all over. "It's okay. I know it hurts." Gaston tried calming his friend. In defeat, Beau's tears slid down his face. He stopped and hugged Gaston. Then, He looked deep into Gaston's eyes, "why, what did we do to deserve this?" Beau remembered the time his schoolmates punched him, called him names, other kids throwing rotten tomatoes on his mother, the son of the cuckoo lady they called, the fact he couldn't save his mother from Monsieur Ebro's touches and remarks. It pained his heart. Whilst, Gaston felt sorry for himself, his only friend is hurt because of his sorry excuse for a father who hit him every day, drunk or not. The only thing that was good in his life was being friends with Beau. He got to eat those delicious Madame Amelie's pastries, listen to Beau reciting the adventures of heroes he heard of, run into the forest playing knights on quests, pirates on a hunt, or explorers. The hut!

"Beau, Do you remember the hut?" "Gaston, What are you. Is this the time for saying dumb things? Did those punches do something to your head?"

"NO. The hut we discovered on the outskirts of the town at end of the forest trail."

"What of it? how about your mum, you and I go live there? Away from those fools, from this tiny provincial town. What do you say?

"Let me tell my mum about it." Gaston stood up and ready to leave school. "And, Where do think you're going Monsieur Gaston?" Gaston got grabbed by the collar by their Principal, also known as Bigbutt that's because his name is Grandcul but that funny name doesn't suit his face or grumpy personality. "I was dashing back to class, Monsieur Bigbutt." Gaston smiled at Beau.

The school day ended, and Gaston rushed Beau back to the policeman's house. "Madame, I have great news. I know a place where You, beau, and I could live in." Madame Amelie, who had bags under her eyes and darkened face, smiled at the poor boy. "And where is that, may I ask?" "We will show you. It's perfect." Gaston tried to cheer her up or that's what Madame Amelie thought. "Oui, Mamon, It has a fireplace, a huge bed, and a large dining table and best of all it is abandoned for years," Beau added. "Well, then, I will grab what we have left from the house and see it for myself." Madame Amelie thought that even if that's place is a myth, it's worth looking into. "I will leave you to it... And Madame I am really sorry for what my father has done." "Don't worry, It's not your fault." She softly touched Gaston's face. She thought at least this poor boy got out of that awful man's clutches." " I will have to leave to prepare my belongings, too. We will meet at the forest by dawn, okay, Beau."

Gaston ran as quick as his feet could carry him to his house. He put everything he could find on the table cloth; food which he had to break the lock on the cupboard to get to, clothes, knives, utensils. He wrapped everything and put it under the table. When the sky announced nighttime, Gaston turned in for the first time in forever not scared of it.

In the middle of the night, Gaston heard a thud. Oh, how he wished his old man would never come home especially tonight. He heard him calling," YOU dirty mutt, where did you go? That old sl*t, I will show her." Gaston quickly hid under the bed and carefully made no sounds. He prayed that he can't find him or the table cloth under the table. He covered his mouth and nose, frightened of any sound. He heard crashes and noises. Then, he heard nothing but his breathing...

To be continued....

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I played the arcana romantic interactive game a while ago for two reasons, I loved the illustrations and I love a good story not that I finished the 2nd chapter. Anyway, there's the scene where the MC sleeps in a Palace after running into supposedly a demon and past spirit of a King who murdered someone. Then the wizard owner of the shop, her tutor and boss gave her a orange or green gemstone to protect her and his pet snake joined her to sleep next to her. This scene wasn't illustrated so I took it upon myself to draw it some day and this day came. I lookup so many references, and fanart. And voilà. Hope you like it 😊

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Who needs a prince

In Princeton's Academy for elite students, everyone was gathered in the welcoming hall. The place was filled up to the degree that students were standing watching us from the stairs. They all were here to see the brave Miss Mano De Alberto the second facing the house of Fernandes. In the center of this huge crowd, she stood in a red dress ( the symbol of victory) trying to confront me beside her was my supposed to be my fiance, his royal highness Prince Schnider. She announces to everyone, "Miss Ronia Gavisera Fernandes. Your evil deed shall stop. I will tell every one of them." Those might be what. She can't be serious. I'm bored already with those two. With a smile, I answer," I have no recollection of what you are talking about." Prince Schnider, my fiance, holds her in front of the whole academy as if he's protecting her from me. Please, I saw you two gaze at each other a long time ago. Who did you think was helping you two become an item. If this goes to plan, this will be the final show that will save me from this ridiculous engagement without facing any consequence and my father won't belittled by the king. Prince Schnider kissed her hand and says," Your love for me has taken a bad turn. You have harassed Miss Mano plenty enough. You once dropped a heavy book on Miss Mano and it almost hit her." "Is that what you are accusing me of. I didn't mean it and I tried to apologize to her." You two idiots I made you two fall with each other. " I know Miss Mano always comes in second and I first in our female rankings but I never wished her any harm. In fact, I admired the fact that she did come in second without anyone's help and she got into this academy all based on her personal achievements which is already difficult for a noble never mind a commoner." You really can be blind, Schnider, that was the whole reason I knew that the king would still approve of her and let me be. Why would I turn myself into a villain and ruin myself and my family? Prince Schnider added, " Then, what of the other times you tried to hurt her. Mishaps as well?" I answered "Yes! You two only see what you want. Perhaps, the reason you are accusing me of this isn't because of what you thought I did but you want to make me bad to see yourselves in a better light. Miss Mano, you have my sympathy." I mean it, you wish you didn't dare. Plus, you will need all the prayers for you will be living with a ghoul after all. Miss Mano stepped forward, " Well, you cannot have mine. I have witnesses to what you have done here with me right now." You mean Prince Schnider fangirls. They did want to hurt you and I advised them not to. Do they listen? Prince Schnider spoke again, "Did you think I would stay silent about all this?" Like you have learned to be silent. when we were little, you used to toss me around, make me play dog, hit me, and stole my toys when I didn't want to play with you anymore. Maids back then told me that you liked me that's why. Miss Mano added." Why don't you just admit it already?" I didn't say a thing. Prince Schnider took out a paper and said," Allow me to destroy our prior engagement agreement." Then, he tore it for everyone to see." and he hugged Miss Mano. I almost smiled. "Then, was all those accusations lies to give you a reason to tear our engagement? If so, I hope you a life of happiness. But remember, you are the one at fault, not me?" I walk aout of the hall with my head held high. However, The entire hall goes whispering how the mighty House of Fernandes has fallen.

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A piece of who we are : Dreadful Interview

Tara's side story

He’s gone with the wind, He’s gone with the wind, I knew things were bound to end. I never knew, l never knew, I never knew what he could do.

A guitar plays at the end...

“Um, who’s he? Do we know him?”, here comes Aliceteshia with her integrations. “I haven’t met him but he sure has a lot of explaining to do.” “so just another song came to you. Tara, you know I worry about you.” “I know.” I roll my eyes, “you love me and care about me. Anyway, how did you find me here?” “ Oh, I heard lousy lyrics and thought it was you.” I glared at her. “Is that supposed to scare me?” “I was looking for Wi-Fi and here was the strongest signal. Then, I read a webtoon and starting singing the song. Does this make any sense?” “Knowing you. no. no, it doesn’t”, Aliceteshia paused for a moment then wondered, “when did you learn how to play the guitar.” “ I didn’t play.” Aliceteshia jumped “eh?” “The music came from my phone.” “You thought this old music room is magical or did think it was haunted, oooo (0o0). you know there’s no such thing.”

Music plays in the background... Aliceteshia squealed. “You scared me,” I tried to calm my racing heart. “Oh, Tommy, I didn’t see you there.” “Sorry, I caused a scene.”Alceteshia apologized to Thomas, “no worries, the whole gang know you’re a scaredy-cat.” “Yea, speaking of the gang, why are you all looking for me?” “You really don’t know?” Aliceteshia looked me in the eye. I shook my head. “no kiddin’“retorted Tommy. “what’s up, you guys?”

“You really don’t know what today is!” we don’t have another quiz, what, a presentation, project, what? All I managed to give them is puzzling gestures. “Check your phone, silly.” ordered by Tommy. I looked up my calendar. What! no-no. “ Yep, today's the annual recruitment day,” said Aliceteshia promptly. I backed away from both of them. I see, now. come to think of it, I haven’t seen Sara and Nook all day. I run to the door and shouted “you can’t make me.” but Tommy caught me in time. Well, technically, I run slow on stairs so Tommy just held from my shoulder because of his long arm and I screamed. and if I run again he’ll catch me so... I just admitted defeat. “Alicteshia, hurry on. Before she tries anything.”

I got dragged to the conference hall and stood by the first booth. One of the promoting campaigns helped us and explained to us about some organization and its purpose. “Would you like to join in?” the poor girl said smiling. “Yes,” they took two application and I wrote my details name, email, telephone number, interests, which year I'm in, why would I like want to join, how did I know about XXX organization. And I gave it to the girl. “um, you left why should we hire you to question empty?” “Is this your first time trying to apply?” This is my 15th time writing an application that I got tired of writing a similar answer. Before I blurt out anything, “Yes, it’s her first time.” Aliceteshia silenced me with one look and wrote the answer instead. “which year is she in” another girl from the booth. “she’s a senior.” PR girl. “What?” I can hear you.

We look around for more booths and reapplied at ones. When will this torture end? We went to Nook’s booth AYB. Aliceteshia and Tommy went to their booths for their work. I smiled at Nook and he slipped me an application already filled in with my details while explaining I only need to approve it. How do you describe your self in one word? special. I looked back at Nook and back at the paper. Who inspires you the most? the world is full of inspiration, it’s hard to choose. Do you even know me? I took a handful of samples and continued reading my ‘application’. “Miss, we’re delighted you like our samples but this way no one else will get a chance to taste some.” told off by a boy in a blue shirt holding the word AYB with his curly black hair and glasses. “sorry, they’re...too.. tasty.. I couldn’t help myself.” Nook was off talking to groups of girls. wait, is he shaking? “Here, I'm done with the application.”

The best thing about the whole recruitment day is food! I ran away from Nook before he catches me and to my favorite booth Maya's bakery. “Maya!” “How is it going, sweetie?” “The same thing as last year. I had to wait for them to finish their intro and take some silly application with stupid questions and now I have to wait for their phone call that never comes.” “That bad.”Maya paused then continued “Who dragged you in this time.” “Tommy and Aliceteshia." “Is Tommy the blond foreign guy that carried you over here in the last year convention?” “you saw that! (-_-) that was Nook.” “here, don‘t feel bad.”

Maya gave me her honey lemon puff to stop me from breaking. “I‘d give you a job but I want to run my business for a few more years so I wouldn’t like it burnt down.”

I started to sulk over my worthless self I finished my honey lemon puff without enjoying its taste. Then my phone buzzed. “What now?”

“T.You got an interview tomorrow at 3:30 for AYB I signed up for? Wear something decent pls. (o3o)”

Score. Wait. I have never been to an interview what should and do I have something decent?

“describe decent...”

“(o0o) jk. I will help you.” “you’re a boy. ???” “says you. You’ve been mistaken as one several times.” “fine. you will help or not.” “I have two sisters. I know how to handle you.” this is Nook’s side story...

“T.You got an interview tomorrow at 3:30 for AYB organization I signed up for? Wear something decent pls. (o3o)”

“describe decently…”

“(o0o) jk. I will help you.” “you’re a boy. ???” “says you. You’ve been mistaken as one several times.” “fine. you will help or not.” “I have two sisters. I know how to handle you.”

Wait, what did I get myself into. “Nina” I called my younger sister. Damn, I thought this day would never come. “No, thank you I had enough of your fart pranks.” “This is serious.” “You better make it worth pausing my favorite show.” She stood by the door wearing her hoodie and shorts with her newly dyed sliver hair crossing her arm waiting for an answer. “Well?” she give a puzzled look then she stepped out again. “How can you do a makeover for a girl for an interview.” oh, boy I will be the laugh of the house for years. she went tilting her head as if I spoke alien.“why do you ask?” narrowing her eyes suspiciously at me. “ Wait, do you have a girl that you have a crush on?” she closed the door behind she whispered “Better not let Rook know about this.” she pulled a chair. “Why do you want to help, huh?” She reminds me of a kitten you want to help her even if she doesn’t want it. “She’s a hopeless case she’s desperate and she still won’t get out of her comfort zone.” “Is she an introvert ?” “Not exactly, she’s just not a people person.” reminds me of how we met. ( she couldn’t stop herself as no one did that thing my way it was like that or that. Oh boy, she scolded me the first time we met) I smiled to myself. “Describe her to me?” It’s my turn to be suspicious “Why?” “To create a design that will help her, idiot! Why would I bother hearing about a girl from you? you always break their heart anyway.” “She is my friend so is Sara, Aliceteshia, and Tom. we are all trying to help her.” Nina grabbed a paper and pencil from my desk and said, “and she will be my new inspiration for my sketchbook.” oh no, when Nina's eye fire up like this, no wonder she doesn’t want Rook to listen to her, she would want anyone to be her project. “ She has dirty blond hair long bang on the left side and the rest of her hair is a boy like short, with a freckle near her mouth, she’ s taller than you a bit.” “When is that interview?” "3:30″ “You need to be at her apartment by ten and I will send you some instructions so she will be ready for me when I come.” Nina went out rushing listing out things that she will take tomorrow.

Back to Tara's side story.. The next day...

“uh, shut you stupid clock.” I kept pressing on the clock but it won’t stop ringing. How did it ring in the first place? I don’t know how to fix the alarm. I noticed the time it’s 10 o‘clock. The ringing sound won’t stop so I went back to sleep.

Yu Gi Oh theme song plays....

I tried to look for the phone half-sleep then I found it on the floor. “yes” “Don‘t you have the day off today, where are you? I thought I heard your phone ringing.” jeeh, so loud “Sorry, I was sleeping. Nevermind, Where are you right now?” “And you didn’t hear me ringing. Never mind, let me in.”

I put the phone next to me trying to walk up I open the door to Nook, who was looking at his phone, comes in. I left the door open and went back to bed. He pulled the blanket and threw me off. “We’re already late.”

“Fine, I'm up.” “Then, go take a shower if the shampoo isn’t soapy or doesn’t have enough froth wash your hair twice and after that using conditioner then brush your hair with a comb.”

I was pushed into the bathroom with no further delay.

I slammed the door after the weird commands from Nook. It took me a while to take in what just happened. “Nook, I think you should know that I‘m not that hopeless. I go to a number of comic con dressed up as a gorgeous female a few times. I know how to handle myself.” I heard a sigh outside the door. “T. I know you are. I panicked when you asked for my help. My sister should’ve helped you today but she forgot that she’s still in high school and she has a big test.” He paused a little. “I shouldn’t have underestimated you... In fact, the few instructions I gave you just now were from the internet.” I became silent for a bit. “Thank you.”

I went and did what he said then shaved my body while I’m at it. Ohno (0o0), I forgot to take new pairs of PJs. Should I just wrap myself in a towel like I usually do but the bathroom is right in front of the living room where Nook might be? I could ninja sneak into my room or... I could make him payback for thinking I'm not girly enough. yea, right like you could do that.

I peeped through the door to see his whereabouts. He’s nowhere to be seen. I tightened the towel around me and went to my room. “ wha, you’re finished.” Wow, no reaction. He must be used to seeing his sisters like this. “It usually takes my sisters an hour or so.” oh, he hasn’t seen me yet. He seems to really like my collectibles. Wait, has he not left my room after he woke me up “um, Nook I kind of need my room back to change.” he finally realized what I was wearing. I hugged myself so the towel won’t fall off. He got so flustered that he hit his knee into bed on his way out. he can be silly sometimes. “don‘t forget to dry your hair well.” really! I shut the door and dried my hair. I pulled out my few choices from my wardrobe. I put on a pink tank top that says chic with a white leather jacket on black jeans. I curled my bang and applied my make up. Finally, I went out.

Nook was out eating what was in the fridge. “What do you think?” “And you asked my help, why?” I smiled at the strange answer. “Thank you. I think so too.” He swallowed “Sorry, you look good. What did you need me for?” “Obviously, you sored every interview you went through. I’m in of need desperate help.” He cleaned off the bread crumbs on his face and clapped his hand then stood removing any food remains on his hands. “Just a second.” he carried back the food that was on the table back to the kitchen. I just stood there waiting for him to finish.

“The best way to learn is by practice. Please, proceed to my office.” “So we’re doing this.” “Hi, I'm your interviewer today. my name is Nook Aniston.” “A pleasure to meet you,” I replied just behind the table with an awkward smile. “Okay, your first impression is your last remember this. When you greet him/her you need to show them your confidence so win them with a nice smile and a firm handshake.” He stood up and repeated the first phrase again. "It‘s a pleasure to meet you.” I shook his hand with a smile. “I‘m Tara.” “When I said a firm handshake I didn’t mean breaking my finger but a great improvement.” He sat down and I sat next to him. “Your application says you’re senior year. What made you take this long to join us?” I was taken by the question. Do they ask questions like these?! I breathed in.“ uh, um, well, um” I don‘t how to respond to this. Then. to make things worse Nook starts writing something down, wait when did he take out the notebook? “Will they ask something like this?” “Yes, their aim is to put you in a tight spot to see how you handle it.” “Why?” “Look, I know this is a student activity but our organization is international so its standards are pretty high.” “You signed me to this. you know I unfold under pressure like all the answers disappear from my head.” “Don’t remind me. Let’s try this. I'll slowly ask about your talents to relax you up then we gradually go to the hard questions.” “Can we start again. I need a glass of water.” “Fine, hurry.” I drank up very fast I started to choke. I sat back next to Nook with my face beet red. “Last time, promise.” “Okay, hello I’m your interviewer Nook.” “Nice to meet you.” I said with a firm handshake not too tough with a great smile. “Introduce yourself.” “I’m Tara, 21 years old, I'm senior in graphic communication major, I love art so much that I wanted a career to share with people a vision, an idea, a story. I can draw in different styles and tools.” “ Do you have a role model?” No, I don’t. I only love art. no one inspired me to. Do I say, my parents? Wait, what did nook write in a resume? I feel bombarded with all these thoughts. I got it!!! “ Everyone who had a breakthrough, everyone was called mad, freaks, bullied, and learned to cope with those struggles and became something great. Those who went through hardships but didn’t break. They turned to a stronger version of themselves, are my great inspiration.” “so you’re a senior what made you decide to join us now?” “It’s always better late than sorry...no...to tell you the truth, I’ve made fear held me down but as a new year resolution, I wanted it to change. with the cooperation of my friends who gave me courage was able to join you and now we’re here .” Nook wrote something down. “What’s your biggest accomplishment?” can’t say owning limited editions of yu gi oh cards, or... “My friend Sara and I started a project and we couldn't believe the number of responses we got.” “what’s your biggest fear?” “Failing continuously that I can’t get up anymore.” “Why should we hire you?” “I can work under pressure (remembering pulling all-nighters before the exams), good at multitasking, and always finish on time.” “Have you ever met deadlines before?” “yes, a lot. always handed in my assignments on time and on projects I made online.” “Do you have some of your work to show us.” “In fact, I do have some of them on my phone.” “How do you feel around people who push their ideals on you.” “ I'd tell them thank you but no thank you. You can’t think that everyone must be your equal and it’s better that we’re different.” “Do you really think everyone’s different?” "Yes, that’s what makes the world a colorful place with contrast and uniqueness of every part of it. if we were all the same, I’m sure there will one that will thrive to be different.” “Do think of yourself as a leader?” yes, no, maybe, I don’t know. “Depends on the situation, if we’re already working as a team and everyone’s equal in their role I won’t go and take the lead. People are better as a team than when they follow like a herd. “ You’ve been given a difficult task while everyone has it easy, what do you do? “The fact that I was given a difficult task means that a lot of people expect a lot of me and this will make me work even harder.” “You think the head of your team is wrong. how will you tell him that?” “I will hear him/ her till the end, then give him/her a reflection of what he/ she just said. For example, wouldn't it be better if we did this instead? I suggest to him.” “from 1 to 10 how do you rate yourself then how do you rate me?” really, isn’t their job to do that. how am I supposed to rate you? “I’d give myself an 8 I know my lack of experience will be a hindrance but my dedication will hopefully make up for it. I'd give you a 9 out of ten.” “ and I lost a mark for...” “there’s no such thing as 10 of 10 in humans no what how you make up for it.” Nook scrambled a few more. “we will come back to you later.” I stood up and shook his hand. “how do you feel?” “I hate you for making me feel this way.” “oh, no look at the time it’s 3:00. we need to hurry.”

I stood out of the building staring at nook’s motorcycle. “You want me to ride this.” I couldn’t budge from my place.

“You aren’t afraid of motorcycles, are you?” “them, no, the death that comes from riding them, yes.” “That’s the fastest way. You don’t live near a metro station and I'm sure you have no money enough for a taxi ride.” “Fine, if I die riding this, you better throw a hell of a ceremony.” “Yes, and on your tombstone, here lies the girl who died of a motorcycle crash.” “Really, just before I climb on.” He gave me his helmet and got on behind him. I grabbed his shirt from the back. “you’re going to tear my shirt if pull it any stronger.” he told me to hold him from his waist for I will fall over. I shut my eyes tight. “Dear God, I don't want to die like this especially not with him.” I prayed till we got to a building beside cilantro. “See it only took us 25 min...okay, you need to run up the stair right now.” “I'm wearing boots with heels.” I tried to climb up as hard as I could. “Here, we are at AYB lounge this is where the magic happens.” that’s the cheesiest phrase I've ever heard. Later on, a guy wearing a blue shirt like the one nook wore at the convention came up to us. Wait a minute, I think I've seen him somewhere before. those black curls and those glasses. Isn’t he the guy who told me to stop eating those samples! Nook and that guy left me out and talked about something before they both noticed that I was still standing.

“Oh, sorry. do you have an interview, miss...” wow, was I really that transparent. anyway “ yes, 3.30 for media and IT department.” He led me to a room with a chair and table filled with papers and PCs. When I looked around Nook was nowhere to be found. “ They will be here in a moment, don’t worry.” I stared up the ceilings and looked around while they kept me waiting. the room is really big, which has a big table on my right side with pcs and papers. and I love wall paint being blue in color and maze designs on the wall. oh, look there’s a balcony. I bet the view at this time is exquisite. It was a few minutes before someone realized I was in this room.

A girl and boy entered the room dressed in the same blue outfit and sat in front of me. They introduced themselves and I missed a chance for that handshake. I introduced myself and talked about few of my talents and skills. They pretty much asked the same questions that Nook and I practiced together. They were holding the application that Nook wrote and asked me on some of the answers he wrote. I hate Nook why did you write them.

Finally, done!! I called Nook. "I finished the Interview. Why did you put me to fail? What's with those weird answers." "I'm sorry, T. But I have my hands full now. TTL." I rang Aliceteshia. " Did you finish your microbiology class?" "yes! I have a 1hr break. Want to me and Tommy along with a few of our friends." " Where are you?" "Break & Cake Cafe" "Order for me their cheesecake and iced frappuccino"

15 min later... (Spongebob sound) Aliceteshia waved to me as stepped into the cafe. I could see Tommy and 4 more of their friends. "Your order is here." I squeezed myself to my food. "Looking hot. why can you be like this every day?" "Too much effort" "You do look gorgeous." a hijabi girl with killer eyeliner and omg. she is so beautiful. Did she just tell me I'm gorgeous? I smiled so hard. "Tara. Let me introduce you before you get into your business." " This is Hayam. She's from Sudan. Next to her is Ivory." Wow, her hair is so long. She's so cute. "That's Evans and beside him is Omar." "You aren't from our major," asked Omar. "No, afraid not. I'm from Graphic communication." "How do know Aliceteshia?" " Tara, Tommy, and I go way back from Middle school," Alice responded. "Yea, we could say we're childhood friends," Tommy added. "Not so sure, if we're still friends after what happened yesterday thou." "It was all for you," Tommy took a bit from my cheesecake slice, "You should be thanking us." "True, but your WhatsApp messages were a bit too much. How many blogs did you read?" "What was it?" Evans asked. "I had my first interview after four years of college." "How did it go?" Ivory asked. They all peered with interest. "Boring. Some of the questions were weird. It's hard to pretend to be interested." "I never do well in Orals." Ivory commented. " I know how you feel." rest of the group weighed in. We talked about different things. Turned out that Evans also does graphic design. We ended up talking and showing each other our artwork.

A week later, I got an acceptance email.

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