Emara Stone
Today, I will pray.
I join both the hands and close my eyes as I pray, "Dear Lord, lovely dear Lord. Hear me out, for God’s sake. Please let me clear this exam and I will sincerely study for the next one."
Amen.
Today, nothing can go wrong. I made a deal with God. I will pass.
But, the truth is -
I was twelve minutes late for the exam.
My mind again gives me a lecture on being punctual, but I focus on the questions on my paper. I’ll mind you later mind.
Though I missed a few minutes, I will cover it up soon. God is with me. I will pass.
I take a deep breath and read the first question, but somehow it feels foreign to me. Maybe it's from the chapter that I left.
I am wearing Nikes, I can do it.
I don't let negativity affect my mood, so I continue reading the next question. And next, and next…
Wait a minute! This question is out of the book. Hell, it's out of syllabus.
I’m pretty sure AND gate and OR gate circuits were not in the syllabus of Java.
I feel my blood pressure increasing as I read the whole question paper to see if I can get an easy one to begin with. I look around and see other students writing dedicatedly and even asking for an extra supplementary. What the hell!
I get into an alarm state as I re-read the question paper. Not even a single program has been asked, which is hella weird! Were the professors drunk while making this paper?
Then my focus gets on top of the paper.
My eye sockets widen enough for my eyeballs to fall out. My freshly lip-glossed mouth hung open wide in extreme shock and spine-tingling horror. I had to pick it up off the cement floor of the exam hall as I see the subject’s name.
Subject: Digital Circuits.
Fuck!
FUCK!
F U C K!
Not today, Satan.
After the surprise exam, I am not so sure that I will pass, but one thing I am definitely sure of is, I will fail.
The first thing I do after reaching home is to throw my bag on the couch and check the exam timetable.Tomorrow is the Java exam.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Why god why?
I can't read that evil labyrinth again for another night. I lie down on the floor spreading my hands as I feel tired, like I built Rome in one day.
I need a Plan B. This graduation thing isn't happening anytime soon. I don't even have a splendid figure to join a strip club. How can I make money to be independent?
I wonder what talents I have…
I am flawless with tongue twisters.
I can twist my jaw to get more food in my mouth.
I can make my eyebrows dance.
I can spin pens extremely fast.
I am fluent in profanities.
Errrh... I am a useless sack of potatoes. I have no boyfriend or a millionaire sugar daddy. Ethan is probably enjoying his Europe vacation and here I am stuck in the same room, just like the last year.
My brother scored A1 grade in his finals and has so many academic certificates that G****e and Microsoft might knock on his door anytime to work for them.
And suddenly the wall seems interesting.
After staring at the wall for five minutes, I take out my phone and search for job vacancies for freshers in multinational companies.
A sly smirk appears on my face as I plan for my freedom and income. If God is not with me, I am glad Satan is.
He-He Ha-Ha Hey-Hey.
Emara Stone"I am counting till three if you didn't, I'll tear your clothes off."Is this fucker serious?"One."Is this really happening?"Two."I thought he was gay."Three."He didn't even wait to complete 'three' and I feel him withdraw his hand from my neck while he roughly grabs one side of my shirt and with other pulls my pants forcefully towards him. I never met a maniac like him in my whole life. He is mental.“Ahhh, HELP!” I scream, realizing that I am going to get raped by my gay boss. He stops his movement. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU? TELL ME!" And again shouts as he demands an answer. I flinch back into the wall, feeling really scared and petrified of my boss. He is a psycho.R
Emara StoneIt's a dark paradise, a pitch-black hole where I am floating. Am I dead? Is this how it feels like after death? No one waiting for you on the other side. No one welcoming you.My body feels light and cold while I freely float into the dark matter of the universe. Wild universe devouring me slowly. Am I high?Suddenly I see a tiny white light blazing far away from me. I think I am close to heaven. I move my hands and legs fast to float towards the light. The light gets bigger as I paddle my limbs faster. I am close. Suddenly the light got so intensely bright, that I had to shut my eyes. Heaven blinding me! I open my eyes, the direct flash on my eyes made me see tiny stars, I blink a few times to adjust to the heavens lighting system. I see a high glass ceiling, the glass has mosaic artworks made up of blue glass and a cresc
Alpha Ryan DamisonI look at him with a look, 'Two can play this game'. I push Ethan with my hips playfully, he stumbles to his right. Ethan again pushes me with much more force than before and I stumble to my left.We probably look like two drunk friends with arm in arm, trying to walk. I look at Ethan, give him my signature smile, and push him with a little strength. This time his arm delinks from mine as he stumbles and falls into the swimming pool with a loud splash.All the dizziness and tipsiness from alcohol leaves my body immediately. I was about to jump after Ethan but then I remember he has a silver medal in swimming. Ethan flaps his hands in water like a dog does, trying to fool me he is drowning so that I jump into the cold water too.Very smart, mate. But I am extra smart."Get out of the water now Ethan, if you don't want to clean the pool later." I shout at him, then walk away
Alpha Ryan DamisonThere was silence on both sides of the phone.I waited for him to speak, but he didn't. His silence was deafening, unbearable for me to hear. Is he in shock? Did I hurt him? My heart clenches at the thought of disbanding Ethan from my life."Ethan? Say something. I know I am being very selfish but you have to understand why I am doing this." It is hard to form a sentence with my heart bleeding out for what I just did. But Ethan remains silent.It's been over ten minutes since he said nothing whereas I am trying to convince him to forgive me. I feel miserable, like shit. Why is it so hard to break up although we were never together? I can't live without hearing his sweet melon voice.Though I rejected him, I still want to see him every day and hear his voice. That's the deal."I am very s
Emara StoneI reach the office building and straight away rush to the seventh floor. I knock twice but no sound came, so I slowly open the door. I see hotty on the couch with a bottle in his hand talking to someone on the phone. Wait! Is he crying?"Ay am very sowie. Pilizz unda-standh meh. Ay am soo.. sowie. Tok tu meh pilizz. Saie shomethang. Annythang pillizzz." He says in a sloppy manner.I look around and see the furniture is gone, there are wood pieces and glass on the floor. The room looks like it went through a tsunami and tornado together. What happened in the last one hour??"Sir?" I speak loudly to catch his attention. He looks at me, then at his phone, then again at me confusedly.Ryan abruptly stands up straight. There is an alcohol bottle in one hand and phone in another. He stiffl
Emara StoneRita dropped me home.Exactly at the door of my apartment, but I know she wanted to drop me to my bed. She was waiting for me to call her inside for a coffee or something, but I straight away thanked her and went inside. And locked the door. Savage, I know.I ain't into chicks. Coz I am a chick ;)Also, I have pictures of me and Ethan hanging in our living room. I can't risk my identity. I toss my phone on the bed, remove my clothes, and throw them on the floor, then directly run for a shower. Shower! Oh god.Shower is a wet heaven.Finally, no more periods. Yasssssss, I am one of those lucky females on the earth who only bleed for four days. I wash my hair in two minutes, now that they are short it is easy to shampoo them also I need not to comb or dry them for hours. I love my short hair. So silky, so