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"FICTION REVEALS TRUTH THAT REALITY OBSCURES." - Ralph Waldo Emerson
âHi, Cara, nice that you have a new friend now. He looks smart and sweet. Today, I feel like I want to meet you in person. However, I will give you more time to be ready. I will meet you the soonest.â Well, itâs nice if she will meet him as of this moment. After reading the letter, she immediately went out of her house to see if Mr. Smith was still outside. As he had the courage to send his letter through Choco. When she immediately went out of her house, she just realized she couldnât see his face unless he showed himself in front of her. She was about to get back inside when she noticed unfamiliar faces outside. Some men in their neighborhood are moving things from a mobile truck. Maybe a new neighbor will move into their neighborhood today. She went back inside to avoid meeting their new neighbor as she hates being friendly to them. She is not a snub. Living a quiet life is just her hobby. Dingdong!!! âCara! We have a visitor sweetie, get yourself down here!â Her mom called he
Birds and insects were chirping in the background. Hearing a sound of silence with only an animal creature howling. âWhere is she?â She heard footsteps coming her way. A man whose physique is perfectly masculine beauty. She laid her eyes on the person who was in front of her, showing her a handsome smile on his face. Forgetting the strange scenery of the place. She finds herself in the city of paradise again. She will never forget him in this wonderful place as long as she lives. âLetâs make a deal. Come here whenever you miss me. And donât forget me when you get back in your place.â He said it while touching her hair down to her face and glaring at her like an animal whoâs making a way to snare his prey before eating. Though she felt like she wanted to be eaten by this predator. She canât wait anymore. She fell into his trap and kissed him first. âI donât want to wake up. I want to live here forever with you.â âYou need to wake up and find me.â He said. And kissed her again. âŠâŠ
The Chem instructor started his lesson when someone interrupted. The guy entered the class suddenly and asked the instructor to sit in their class. Maybe because he was absent from the morning class where he belongs to. When she noticed the guyâs face, she remembered him. He was the guy. The guy that she was looking for in the entire Science department last time. The only thing that she noticed, she can clearly see his face now. He is no longer wearing his cap. And today, he looks normal and realized he has a handsome face. When he was about to look for an empty seat, he suddenly saw an empty chair beside her left. As he noticed her staring at him, his eyes fell on her the moment he walked near the empty seat. She avoided his gaze and get into her stuff. She feigned while browsing the page of the book that she was reading earlier. âIt seems youâre okay now. Have you completed your rest?â Is he talking to her? Well, sheâs the only one besides him who is not busy talking with the ot
âOh, so youâve met him?â Jean reacted to her like she already knew it will happen as she expected. As she told her about her encounter with the guy who brought her to the hospital. âSo, what about him? Wasnât he the guy in your dream? Do you remember him, you know, the sketch?â Jean asked her the thing that she doesnât even know what she was talking about. Until she showed her a photo from her phone. She canât believe whatâs happening in her mind. The guy in ripped jeans, I mean the guy named Vince as far as she remembers it clearly, totally has a resemblance to the photo that Jean showed her. And what Jean told her about this dream of hers was definitely out of her sanity. âDear, I swear, I remember nothing else about the dream that you were saying. And with that sketch, I couldnât find it in my room. Also, those things that you said that I tell you before. I canât remember any single of them. Iâm a blank slate.â âArenât you dreaming anymore? How was your sleep last night? Have yo
âVince Aldred Garcia. Sleep it off and get her out of your head, please.â He scolded himself as he canât able to sleep while thinking about her. He turned around his body almost three times in a row on his very own masculine king-size bed.Thinking over a girl often is not a hobby of his. However, it just reminds him of all the instances that he always meets her. It started when she met her in the Chemistry class and then so on. Yet, contemplating the first thought. He really was the one who gets into her first.Maybe because he was a little bored, and she was there as his doll to play with his clingy little flirtatious game. That he disturbed her sleepy and silent world. Though she ignored him two times consecutively. Thinking it over again, the instances that happened to them are like fate. Specifically, when sheâs the one who found his little boy in the parking lot. Speaking of Chippy, he misses his playful buddy. The last time they were together was in the library. He brings him
She went straight to her first-period class, leaving the guy in a rush. As she felt embarrassed on the way she left him without a word of thank you for giving her a ride. He made her blush while pondering the question he asked her. Itâs a blessing in disguise, they arenât classmates in her first class. What a first-time feeling to be in such an uncomfortable situation. But why is she feeling this way? He just asked her if she has a boyfriend. Sheâs not imagining he wants to flirt with her. But basically, sheâs assuming that. âScratched away that thought, Cara Nathalia!â She warned herself. Sheâs not interested in him. âYouâre just, schoolmates.â That should be her thought. âHey, what are you thinking?â Another guy from X-Men. She means another guy whoâs appearing in front of her without giving her prior notice like they have a teleporting ability. âWhatâs your name again?â She asked him as she forgot it but remembered him as the neighbor who had just recently transferred. âYou re
âYeah, sheâs wearing a costume of Maleficent. Canât you imagine that? When she found out about her blind date, is none other than, me? She walked out and run away on the road, still wearing her cape and headdress. She embarrassed herself in front of me. What a pity.â âThat's because sheâs not even equal to your handsomeness. What a pathetic woman.â The girl he doesnât know her name wearing a very short skirt and cheerleading uniform with her lipstick on commented on him. While waiting for Cara, a group of cheerleaders joined his table at the cafeteria. âWe actually fit if I wore the costume of Hulk.â The girls laughed and giggled at his joke. He tells them a story about one of his terrible experiences on blind dates. After that blind date, he never did it again. While chatting with the girls, he saw Cara looking at him with her furrowed face. He called her name immediately to wake her attention as she would leave without even seeing him. Despite calling her, she continued her walk a
Her body is in so much sweat while searching the thing all over their house from every room through every single corner. She went back and forth from the living room to the kitchen. She looked for it again and again in the front and back yard of their house. But she couldnât find it. If her parents will arrive now, they would think a thief had entered their house. Because the house is in so much mess right now. She went back to her room and rested her body on her bed. She stopped moving for a bit moment and closed her eyes to focus her mind on the thing she was looking for from the second she woke up from her dream. Yet, her memory is empty. She really canât remember where she put that damn sketch of that man in her dream. Then she remembered Jean. Her best friend had shown her the picture of the sketch and remembered Vince's face again. But considering the dream she had a while ago; their character was different. She believes the person in her dream is not the person she had met re