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Melody's POV:Wow.That's the first word that popped itself in my brain as I entered the studio. Leading from the glass doors was a long hallway that pretty much resembled as a reception.You know the feeling of deep nervousness? Or that feeling when all you want is to crawl in your bed and shut your eyes close?That's what I got when the people eyed me. Well, there weren't many of them but still it was awkward. However they didn't seem to do anything other then stare or do whatever they were doing.On the other hand, Asher wasn't even a bit nervous like I was. Why would he? It's his studio after all.He stopped suddenly in front of another pair of brilliant glass doors. And I, as clumsy as I am, didn't see him stopping and slammed right into him. He thankfully took hold of my shoulders before I would have fallen down and looked at me with a grin."I should probably warn you before we enter, that Bob inside would most definitely not be in a good mood. But who cares?" He said in a rush
Just One Hug Nine
Melody's POV:Opening my own art gallery was one of my biggest dreams. But dreams weren't what I believed in. I used to think that it's impossible to think that your dreams can come true. At least if it's about my life.Even though I loved painting, I never imagined that I would ever stand in front of a soon-to-open art gallery.I was standing in front of a beautiful peach painted building which was about to be opened as a new gallery. An art gallery.And why was I here? Getting back from the café where Amelia and I met, I saw a brochure for hiring help for the new art gallery. Of course, I was excited. I mean, I know there will be many people already getting hired for it since it looked like a really rich building but still it was exciting.It doesn't hurt to try, right?The building looked like a really rich one. I'm sure the owner would be rich too.I pushed open the door hearing the melodious bell ring as I entered the building. To my surprise, there wasn't even a single person in
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Melody's POV:I rubbed my eyes off sleep as I opened the glass doors of the new art gallery. I was never a morning person but now that I have a job, I need to wake up early which I clearly didn't remember yesterday.Staying awake late night thinking about stuff. And now I was paying for not sleeping early.I looked around the whole place which had been crowded yesterday. So many people had come. It had been a long exciting night. And I'm sure today will be the same."How about this color?" Cameron said from behind me.I turned and looked at the paint bucket and a roller in his hand. He was wearing a green T-shirt which made his eyes look more...vibrant. His hair was in a huge mess like he had just woken up."Not a morning person, I guess?" He asked with a chuckle.I looked away from him and sat down in one of the chairs that were sitting along the nearest wall."Why are you carrying paint bucket with you?" I asked eyeing the other buckets on the floor as he went behind a desk and came
Just One Hug Eleven
Melody's POV:It's been days since I had talked with Asher. Since he had talked. It's been days since he called.Part of me wanted to call him but part of me kept on thinking what Bob had said. Maybe I was interfering in his life.I sighed and picked up my phone from the table beside my bed.Friends don't ignore each other.Asher's number was the first number in my contact list. Because he had practically forced me to save his number. I pressed the call button and waited for him to pick up. After the third ring he finally picked up."Hey. Are you my phone charger?" He asked.I tried to register what he just asked."What?" I asked slowly."Because I'd die without you." He answered.That kind of took me off guard."Asher, it's too early in the morning and you are doing this? Are you seriously crazy?" I asked, confused.I was expecting him to sound tired as it was only five in the morning. But he sounded as fresh as ever throwing cheesy pickup lines."Did you call to check up on me, ange
Just One Hug Twelve
Melody's POV:I opened the door and stepped out taking the whole view in. The whole place looked like a valley. In between mountains and lush beautiful trees.I looked up at the big sign decorated with colorful flowers.Welcome toThe land of Beauty.It did look like the land of beauty. I never knew such places existed. It was remarkably beautiful. "Come on." Asher said walking forward.Without any hesitation, I followed him towards the beautiful place. It looked like a town. People roamed from here to there.Suburb designed houses lined the street with bright colors. Mostly the houses were white but their roofs and doors were painted bright colors which made it look more beautiful.We walked for a while until Asher stopped. Then I realized where we were. On a hill top. And everything looked so green and graceful from here.All I wanted to do was lay there and never wake up."Where did you even find such place?" I asked looking at the blue clouds.It was confusing though. Asher, bein
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Melody's POV:"Mom, this is Melody." Amelia said introducing me to her mother.Her mother had the same eyes as her. But brown hair. She was just as beautiful as Amelia."Melody. It's nice to meet you, dear." She said with a warm smile.I smiled back noticing that she was busy in some papers."You too." I said politely.She looked like some sort of businesswoman. I knew that because of my mother. Whenever mom used to come back from her trips, she was usually busied with huge stack of papers and phonecalls."So, I get you're new here. Living with your parents?" She asked trying her best to arrange them as quick as possible.You see, I didn't know how to reply to that. Whenever it came to parents.How would it seem when I tell her that no, I'm not living with my parents. I ran away. And even if I would've been living with my parents, they wouldn't be together. Because they're divorced.See? That sounds horrible.I'm sure if I tell her that, she's going to make sure to make her daughter s
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Melody's POV:My first ever party didn't turn out to be as bad as I had thought.The bungalow was a really modern and stylish one. Packed with hundreds of girls and boys. The way they were laughing, dancing, throwing champagne, it looked like this party was meant for only popular people.I had decided to go back to my hotel the moment I had seen the crowd. But when Amelia had dragged me inside, it pretty much turned out to be fine.Nobody gave me a second glance. They continued doing what they were doing."I had known that Julia's parties were big, but I didn't know they were this big." Amelia said.It looked like she was amazed herself.And then out of nowhere came Oliver crashing both of us in a hug. I still had no idea how Oliver so easily accepted the fact to consider me as a friend. Maybe he was used to making new friends.But if I make friends, which I don't usually do, I wouldn't go around hugging them like I trusted them. But it's not like I could've pushed him."You guys made
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Melody's POV:"I live here with my grandma. My parents are actually faraway from here but I love this place. Especially grandma's cookies." Daphne chattered.Daphne was the new employee here at the art gallery. It hadn't been a surprise when I had found out that two new people had already started working here. One of them was Daphne. She was a great company as we arranged the paintings.She was a great company since all I was trying was not to make today's day much awkward between Cameron and me. Yesterday had been a blur. I wasn't ready to talk about it or I wasn't even ready for him to ask anything about it.He might've noticed my lack of comfort because he didn't ask. Just like that, I continued working without any talk and here was Daphne. Talking with her was a way out of this awkwardness."Your grandma likes to cook?" I asked with a smile.She nodded and continued telling me about her family."My mother likes to cook too." She added.As she went on, I tuned her off thinking abou
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