The Next Day

The Flaming Palace (Genevieve's Room)

Genevieve was sitting in her bedroom onto the bed, still thinking into her thoughts about what Winter told her yesterday. Even quotes that bothers her.

These are one of the quotes that she hears in her mind. 

( Winter: "One thing that I know about some men is that once they've gotten what they want, they'll get bored of you and toss you away like an empty plastic bag. And their interest, will be on someone else." )

Then, another quote that really got to her also plays in her mind. 

( Winter: "Eventually, You'll lose him. And it's not just because he'll get bored of you. No, No. He'll be more interested in someone who's capable of making hundreds of men passionately shocked." )

( Genie: "No! Shut up! You don't know him like I do! Scorch will never betray me like that, He loves me more than anything!" )

( Winter: "Keep telling yourself that, Hothead. Your blind trust for him will soon break you." )

These words bother Genevieve because it's telling her that sooner or later, Scorch is gonna end up cheating on her with Angel or another girl. Or attempt to cheat to her and leave her to be heartbroken once again. 

These thoughts were soon interrupted when Scorch opened the door and stepped into her room. He had some spicy food for her. 

Scorch: "Hey, Genevieve. I got you something. It's spicy shrimp alfredo. I mean it is my favorite and it was all I could think of so...Here you go."

He places the meal in front of Genevieve, hoping to see if she'll respond to it. She has not. She only states at it and remained silent. 

Scorch: "...Well, There's a movie that we can watch downstairs. It's a romantic comedy that I bought at radio subway. Turns out my buddy Travis doesn't just only sell CDs, He allow sells movies and co-"

Genie: "Do you love me?"

Scorch: "Huh?"

Genie: "I said, Do you love me?"

Scorch: "...This is about what Winter said, Isn't it?"

Genie: "Just answer the question."

Scorch remained quiet for a few seconds, then he answers her question. 

Scorch: "Yes, I do. Of course I love you, Genie. I love you with a burning passion. Why are you so worried about this?"

Genie: "Because I don't want to be heartbroken again!"

She shouted at him as she looked straight at him with anger. 

Genie: "I'm scared that one day you'll end up cheating on me with my best friend or some other chick out in Furia! And then I'll end up hurt like I was before!"

Scorch: "That's not gonna happen, Genevieve!"

Genie: "How do you know?!"

Scorch: "I just know! Geez, Are you really gonna let that princess get under your skin because of what she said to you?! She doesn't know how strong our bond is and she'll never break that! Do you wanna know why? Because I will never do anything to break your heart!"

Genie said nothing, She only listened. 

Scorch: "...I will never break that bond we have, I never will for as long as I live. You are my Queen and I am your King, You are the only one that I truly love. No one else. Not in Furia, Not even in Cryteria. Only you, Babe. And that's it. I love you with all my heart...Never forget that..."

These words alone was enough to make Genevieve burst in tears, and she rushed over to hug him tightly, while having her head lay on his chest.

Genie: "I'm so sorry, Scorch. It's just that-..."

Scorch: "I know...Don't listen to her, She'll never know us truly. She'll only know that we're just Furians. I promise you, You will never be heartbroken again..."

He made that promise to Genevieve, As he hugs her close to his chest. And they stayed like that for a moment. 

Scorch: "You really should eat your food though, It's gonna get cold."

Genie: "How bout we eat while we watch a movie together~"

Scorch: "Heh, Great idea. Let's do that."

Genie: "Okay! Lemme go warm this up while you prepare the movie for us."

She leans over and kisses him on the lips lovingly, As scorch would do the same. Then Genevieve would take the plate of food he bought for her and went over to the kitchen to warm this up. Scorch smiles, feeling good that he managed to help her through this and no longer think about what Winter said to her. 

Scorch heads over to the living room to not only prepare the romantic comedy for them, But also, spend the up most time with her.

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After so long without it, I am surprised by the warmth in your eyes. No longer does it burn me but it gives the most beautiful comfort. There was nothing that I loved the most than those beautiful eyes as rich as the earth's soil; stained with the color of hot chocolate on a cold winter night that wraps around  me like a blanket. There was nothing that I could hate. You were perfect just the way you were.
"Meeting you was like listening to a song for the first time and knowing it would be my favorite." 
- Romantic Quotes

"Even before I could go near him, I felt his hand on my waist. His skin was as cold as ice and it sent shiver down my spine. There was hint of admiration and love in his eyes and it really confused me. I felt that he liked me but that thought was totally absurd. His pinkish lips raised, it made my legs give away. I felt his hand tighten around my waist and slowly engulfing me in a tight hug."

He was the king of his country. This year he would be 23 years old he was blond with blue ocean like eyes. He was a bit on the androgynous  not a classic handsome guy but nonetheless quite beautiful. 
He knew that this should not continue he knew  that Blue was innocent and she should be protected. He was in love with her since she was fifteen. He had truly melted his frozen heart.With his people he was cruel but with his love he wanted to be kind. 

"This ash*** messing with me. What's with this title Flower of evil are they trying to make me mad. Do they think I am a woman ". His anger could not be contained. First Blue now this.. 

What we have not explained yet to the curious reader is that the whole humanity was crazy about entertainment. They loved so much that they could do anything to escape from boredom. So what they did was they created a TV show called Anna's adventures.The TV show was something that came from the idea of an old world film called the Truman show. In this show though the protagonist was our heroine Blue. What is more they could hear her thoughts through the microchip this was actually illegal in the real world but for the sake of the show they made it happen. 
They had a scenario for her but in general they let her interact freely with humans. Those that she found interesting became the TV show's stars. When the ratings dropped they stirred some drama to make it more popular.. This was how her parents died. They were simply actors all around her were actors Blue was an orphan after all..The whole humanity could play in this show and  they  randomly chosen by the system a feature that Blue knew nothing about. 

He was the one that send her all those artistic songs and quotes and books. He had hacked the system when he was 12 on her parents death and to Cheer her up she send her the first song. People find it romantic so they do not stop him. They have recently started wishing for their meeting. 
He was really interested in  that but he could not actually go into the Civilized world and meet her that was completely impossible.

I have written a part of this story before but I can't find my account haha.... So I am re writing it hoping that it will be better this time... 
Let me write a more alluring synopsis. 
"She was torn between her true love and her soulmate. Who will she choose eventually the wolf or the rabbit". This is the story of Blue, Orange and Angelos the three of them will fight for a truly better world.". 
I am not really a great author but I really wanna tell this story so I ll try my hardest please support me and thank you for your time.

"If you need to stop an asteroid, you call Superman. If you need to solve a mystery, you call Batman. But if you need to end a war, you call Wonder Woman."

― Gail Simone

They say people in San Francisco used to fear earthquakes when they felt their apartments shaking, Vases toppling, ceramic plates crashing, animals leaving mysteriously--it's an interesting idea to consider. It's romantic to think all people used to rely on was the weatherman for tornados and hurricanes. The source of these disturbance now is mostly the Supers who are defending us against everything--natural disasters, wars, other Supers. Super is basically an all encompassing term for anyone who has some kind of supernatural ability--physical ability that is. The stuff people used to dream about.

Alia was not a Super, unfortunately,

She did not live in Sky City--the domain of superheroes and supervillains. She couldn't fly to retrieve her laptop from the charger port. Alia didn't wear glasses to control her heat vision, she wore then for her abysmal eyesight. Her physical attributes were painfully limited as she had learned from gym class shame. She lived in a rundown 1980s apartment building in downtown SF. A place where the only thing sky high was the property damage insurance. Her super powers mostly consisted of being incredibly allergic to almost about everything. And idolizing her heroes. The supers who didn't act like their genetics made them gods.

This veneration was most obvious in her bedroom where they dominated her walls--in posters and magazine clippings. There were quotes painted on newsprint which was then tacked onto the wall in an effort for no inch of the room to be blank. Clothes that littered the floor were covered in logos and graphics of the geek origin. Even the vanity counter held an assortment of superhero themed cosmetics and skincare.

The bed, on the other hand, was dominated by a slanted bulge whereon perched two white puffs that once the ears perked could be distinguished as a pair of house cats. Both of which were quite concerned about their owner, Alia, who was sweating profusely and choking in her own sheets. Tremors ran through her body like she was being electrocuted.

She'd been sucked into her darker days. Things she'd like to forget

You Love Or You Lose is a chinese virtual reality dating show with a pool of romantic interests from with the men have to choose their wife from.  The prize is to find the woman who is the main competitor and win the prize . . .

Mark's POV:
Anna really looks very hot in her red dress, and my cravings towards her are increasing second by second when I am looking at her particularly in that red hot dress and I am observing her every minute when I am speaking to the other officials...
Once I saw when Genie is speaking to her, and when I next saw her, Rubeus uncle holds her hand...
Next time, Anna and Rubeus uncle are talking to each other happily...
I don't mind if my uncle is speaking to Anna but I don't allow him to hurt her, and he will get clarity by the end of the party that she is mine…
By looking at Anna's face, I am sure my uncle is not threatening her...
When I was busy in speaking with some group of officials, my uncle came and stood beside me...
I didn't react to him and acted casually and left the place and went to say hi to other groups of officials...
My uncle immediately followed me and stood beside me again...
I looked at him with my disgusting look, but he didn't care and trying to speak to me...
I don't care about him anymore and I don't want to feel the pain again in my life, and I know how much pain I took when he ignored me after my parent's tragedy...
In between my thoughts, I managed to speak to the clients, but he is cross-questioning me to give answers to him; meanwhile, Mona pulled him aside, thank god, for the first time in my life, my sadistic friend saved me from him...
I looked at Anna again, and she is busy in speaking to Tom...
It's Time to propose to her...
I looked around; almost all the guests arrived, particularly my uncle, once I last checked my uncle's presence and went to the dais to set the micro mic...
My heartbeat is rising fast the moment I am about to start but when I looked at my charming girl, I feel relieved and started my proposal. I didn't plan to spell out such romantic quotes, but by looking at Anna, those quotes come from my heart automatically...
When I am walking towards her and looking into her eyes, I feel no one is there in this hall except Anna and me...
My love for her makes my eyes wet, but by looking at Anna's happy emotions for my surprise towards her makes me feel eternally happy...
She is crying like a baby by looking at me when I am offering her a ring...
But I feel blessed when she sits on her knees before me to accept my ring, and it's like she doesn't want me to be down to her...
She immediately hugged me and crying happily, and I escape a few tears from my eyes while celebrating this happy moment...
This is the most wonderful Memory of my life, both Anna and I know we are in love, and we confess our love to each other but proposing to her to marry me is like another big step in our relationship and I feel very happy that Anna will be with me lifelong and she will share her unconditional love with me...
The moment she keeps the ring on my finger, I didn't wait for one more second and pulled her towards me and started kissing her deeply to express my love...
First, she is scared to respond to my kiss, but in a few seconds, she lost her world and closed her eyes and started responding to my kiss and caressing my hair with her love...
I love her essence of the kiss,
I love it when she is caressing my hair gently while kissing...
And I love to kiss her deeply if she is responding more...
When we were both involved in our deep kiss, I sensed someone's hand on my shoulder and followed by a fake cough...
I know it's Mona...
I realize we are at the party in the middle of higher officials and paparazzi...
It's time to break the kiss, but it's hard to break my kiss when I am kissing her and particularly when she is responding with all her love...
"Mark, it's just an engagement party, not a wedding party...
Better break your kiss; it's been a long time..."
Mona leaned to me and said with her low voice and chuckled at us…
I don't care her teasing, I am still kissing Anna and enjoying her essence...
But Anna, when she heard Mona's murmuring, she alerted and stopped responding to my kiss, and I slowly broke the kiss and looked at Anna...
Her face is filled with tears and looked happy and blessed; we both smile at each other...
Mark: I love you, Anna...
Anna: I love you, Mark...
We both said I love you out of our love, the moment everyone applause and clapped and shouted with happiness by looking at us...
Anna is scared and turned around to check, and she feels scared by looking at the paparazzi are surrounded us and grabbing the pictures in all possible ways, and all the officials are cherishing and clapping by looking at us...
I got up from my kneel-down position and helped Anna to getup and hold her close to me by holding her waist to make her calm down...
Mona and Tom came to us and hugged both of us and congratulated us...
Mona: Mark, you can leave Anna freely...
Your drama for the proposal is done...
(I held Anna more tightly and pulled her more close to me...)
Mark: never in my life…
We all laughed at each other happily…
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[Warning: This noval features Mature Content]
She wanted love, but he wanted revenge!

"Okay.., Thanks for saving me.."

(I said, and turned around to leave his room)

Mark: "It's better, If You Remove Your Undergarments"..
(A sudden shrill electrified my body when I heard those words. I turn around to look at him. He is just doing his work on his laptop very casually. I didn't respond and turn to reach the door.)

Mark: "Your wound will heal soon, so..."

Anna: "Okay..."

(What I just say? 
Did I actually agree to remove my undergarments?
It's embarrassed me.
I just rush out of his room in a hurry, but when I unintentionally imagine his words, my heart starts racing.)
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Anna is devastated when her best friend Ria dies mysteriously. Whereas Mark, who is Ria's older brother wants to find the culprits, who are responsible for Ria's death....

Both Anna and Mark teams up to find the facts regarding Ria's case but they don't know that they fall in love to eachother...

They feel like they can't live without eachother...

On one fine day, both of them confess their love to eachother and their relationship leads to marriage...
 

However, there are secrets behind Ria's death that will threaten the fragile romance blossoming between Anna and Mark and it leads Anna to be his slave...

Mark wants to take strong revenge on Anna by entering into Slave aggrement...

But Anna always trusts that love always Wins over revenge, so she always enjoys his sexual intense punishments out of love towards him...

But to his surprise, he starts to find himself falling in love with Anna again.


Revenge Wins?
or 
Love Wins..?

No matter how many fights you may get into, if you truly love someone it should never matter in the end...

Love Always Blossom...

Follow the book for further details...
Hope you will enjoy it...

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In the first 100 chapters Mark behaviour is a kind of Pervert and tease Anna in all possible ways...

After 100 chapters, he realised his love towards her and started giving values to her wishes, He replaced Anna's nightmares with dreams,
Anna's worries with happiness, and her fears with love...

(Just bear his pervert behaviour of first 100 chapters and see how he will change step by step towards Anna...)

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Anna's wish: 

I wish to wake up everyday to the feel of your breath on my neck...
The warmth of your lips on my skin...
The sound of your heart beating with mine...


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Once, you were my salvation 
 My light
 My peace 
Now, you are my prison
 My captor
 My king
Your once warm eyes,
Are now, cold as ice...
You once took my heart in both hands,
Calling me the finest in all the lands...
But now your stone cold, dagger-like stare,
Makes me want to run away like a startled hare
I’m no pet to be kept, 
No exotic beast to be bound...
Even with all this rage against you that I hold,
What am I to do except do as I am told... 

{By SOL (beloved reader)}
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I am blessed to find you as my CE...

and as always a special thanks to Webnoval for giving me such a Great platform by pooling of readers and authors...

And a special Thanks to my beloved readers for supporting...

And a special Thanks to the co authors who always supported me and teach me many lessons...

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Nayla was dress in a beautiful red and white traditional wedding dress. It was one of those ancient style dress where the dress had beads, sequins, ribbon, lace – all of those beautiful additions to the wedding gown. 

These elements look absolutely stunning when it was used to create an intricate, detailed back of the gown. 

This intricate back instantly makes the beautiful traditional wedding dress more romantic and glamorous.

The dress cost about more than million as the dress was decorated with red roses which are the rare roses found in the land of ice as it represents love and resilience, with red ruby and white diamonds found in the moon. 

 A truly vintage detail to included in Nayla's bridal look is a pair of gloves, it added a touch of old-style Hollywood glamour with lace gloves, as it takes a modern approach with detailed gloves that look elegant and sophisticated. 

To conclude her look was a beautiful bridal style hijab [1] it made her beautiful face exquisite. 

As a whole Nayla looked ethereal, an everlasting fairy as her hourglass body fitted the dress perfectly. 

The wedding dress is a priceless treasure of the Ab Al Qadir family but they gave it to their eldest daughter-in-law to show respect and pride they have for their eldest son. 

"Nayla, my baby looks like the most beautiful bride in the world" 

A gentle but heartwarming voice called Nayla out of her dazed state of mind. 

Mother Ahmadi was emotional as she enters the dressing room, after all, she raised the baby girl for 20 years, her heart ached, she didn't want her to marry this early but she had no choice. 

Sometimes to protect the loved ones, one has to make a tough choice, so, mother Ahmadi made this decision after talking to family and their longtime family friend the Al Abd Qadir. 


Mother Ahmadi cupped Nayla's face "My baby looks beautiful, please don't resent mother, I love you and I know he will love you too"

Everyone had a lot of expectations from the grom as he never disappointed anyone so mother Ahmadi hoped he would love her baby daughter. 


Who wouldn't love Nayla, her daughter was a perfect girl but the only problem was she didn't know how to express herself. Even so, her daughter was just perfect.  


Nayla's sparkling blue eyes changed to amber as she looked at her mother, with a small smile on her face 

"I know mother, I know I will be happy. You don't worry" with that said she tried to reassure her mother as well as herself, like any bride she was nervous yet little excited; she was nervous because she hasn't seen him for so long but excited as she would be living rest of her life with him.

 'ah, how nerve-wracking yet so exciting' Nayla thought to herself. 

"Ready to go" 

Father Ahmadi came to the dressing room, bringing Nayla back to reality. 

But when Father Ahmadi looked at Nayla he was stunned for a few seconds, then there was pride. That's his beautiful baby girl grown into such a beautiful princess. He was feeling very emotional. 

Being a businessman it was rare for father Ahmadi to be emotional.

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Wedding Quotes- (   ° ᴗ°)~ð  (/❛o❛\)
"Marriage: A legal or religious ceremony by which two persons of the opposite sex solemnly agree to harass and spy on each other for ninety-nine years, or until death do them join." – Elbert Hubbard

ON HIATUS. 

The era changed, the world changed, technology advanced but there is one thing that will never change, that's human emotions. 

Human emotions are unpredictable but roam in the same rhythm and in a continuous vicious circle. 

People say love is everlasting and grows even more when you get married. 

What about when he married her, took her first and later divorced without a reasonable explanation. Can someone explain what love truly is and why did he play with her feelings?

Nayla married Omar when she was 20 years old with full of hope and life but in return she was left behind for three years and then abandoned. She lost everything, yet she craved for him. 

To change destiny she played with time and bought herself back to when she was 20 but she was not able stop the unforgivable wedding. Like the past he ate her. But this time it’s going to be different, she will not bow to anyone not even the country’s so called crown prince. 

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Crown Prince: Woman who do you think you are?

His darling wife: Wife of the country’s Crown Prince 

Crown Prince: Who am I? 

His darling wife: My soon to be divorced husband

Crown Prince: ...... 

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This work is a work of fiction, names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either the product of Author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living, dead or actual place is purely coincident. 
 
All rights reserved by AL13N 

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Start Date: 20/02/19 

∆ On HIATUS... I just have short attention span .. So gonna take awhile to catch up....
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Winner of the royal book club and the author of 'Between Love and Hate'. 

Hi, Hello and Welcome to our magazine. You are reading an interview of the royal community which is interviewed by Z Cader.

On this bright day, I have with me none other than our stunning, bold and lovely Belki Saris, author of the books 'Destine' and 'Between Love and Hate.'

Me: "Welcome aboard with us Madam! Pleasant greetings to you. I am really happy and I am feeling proud to interview you."

Madam Belki: "Hello, Thank you for the warm welcome and I am really happy to be a part of the royal community interview.

Me: "How are you?

Madam Belki: "I am good, thank you. How are you?"

Me: "I am doing great. First and foremost, congratulations on winning the royal book club contest. I am really proud of you."

Winning the royal book club feels amazing. I am in a lot of book clubs and not many of them recognized the members like how royal club does so I am ecstatic, quotes Belki.

What are the reactions of the people around you when you won the contest?

They were not surprised since they knew I love to read. They were happy for me!

When did you first realize that you wanted to write a book? When and what was the first thing you wrote?

I am the oldest in my family and I used to spun stories for my sisters and they used to like it that's when I realized that writing is my cup of tea, basically when I was a kid. (Chuckles) The first thing I wrote was a werewolf story.

"I am a rain, coffee and books" type of a person. I would write in the morning with a warm cup of coffee.

When do you feel satisfied with your chapter?

I am never fully satisfied with my chapters. Every time I re-read my chapter I find something wrong hence it is always an editing process.

Who or what inspired you to write the book and the lead character?

I was inspired by a role play I was doing and the moment I fell in love with the script, I wanted to make it a story.

Burst one myth for us.

"Real writers find writing easy", it is not. It takes a lot of thinking, writing, re-writing, hating it and starting it all over again.

"First drafts don't have to be perfect. They just have to be written" (Belki)

The naughtiest thing you have ever done?

I did a prank call.

What do you want to achieve in life?

I would like to become a published author and my books to be in hard copies.

What is the one thing you learned while creating your book?

Not everyone will like what you write!

What is an interesting writing quirk of yours?

Writing stubborn characters. (Laughs)

Who is your favorite character to write? 

Isabella. She was pulled down to darker place in a slow process.

Where do you pull your ideas from?

Vampire movies or books.

Despite Belki feeling tired in life. She feels unreal because she gained loyal readers when she first published the book.

Belki wishes to convey her readers that living in a toxic relationship are not romantic or healthy. She wishes to spread the word!

Me: "Wow! I am mesmerized by your talent. God bless you."

Belki: "Thank you. I love the royal community and I am so glad I found them. This interview has been done amazingly. Good job!"

Me: I am glad too. Our pleasure! Thank you for spending time with me despite your busy schedule and making our day colorful."

Belki: "my pleasure! Nice to meet you."

Me: Nice to meet you too. Have a nice day! Bye"

Belki: "Bye."

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I had just entered the house from my morning run. Hey, who cares if I'm in someone else's home, I still need to maintain my figure. But my apparent enemy was sitting on the counter eating a banana. It didn't really help that she had perfectly tanned legs and was showing them off with way too short shorts. 

Ugh! Look at her sitting there, with a perfect body, like she owned the place. Even her hair was perfect. Why? Why must she be perfect? 

I tried to look happy that she was there, "Oh, hey there, you must be Diana." 

"And you must be Jasmine." 

"Yup that's me!" 

She looked me up and down, like she was sizing me up. I went to the pantry and grabbed mine and Samir's favorite cereal, Coco Puffs. 

"You like Coco Puffs?" 

"Yeah, they're my favorite. I love chocolate in general....." I wandered off into my own thoughts. She was looking at me like I did a crime. 

Gosh, just because I used to live in the same house as her boyfriend doesn't mean that she has to take it out on me. 

I faked a smile and started a normal conversation with her about her shirt, although she seemed like she was bored out of her mind. We were interrupted by a really hot Samir. Was it just me or were his muscles more defined? 

"Hey Jaz." 

"Hey Samir, I'm going to go get my stuff from my apartment. Rahul should be at work." 

"Ok.....Hey Beautiful." Samir went over to Diana and looked into her eyes full of lust and slowly went in to kiss her. 

Great, first it was the embarrassing confession, now I have to witness a full make-out session, right in front of my face?! Oh hell nah! This is not going to happen. 

I stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room, where I left my bag. I peeked back into the kitchen and thankfully the steam had worn off. 

"Hey Samir, can I borrow your car?" 

"Uh, yeah..." Why was he blushing? 

"Thanks." 

"Wait, I'll come with you." 

"No, it's fine." 

"You must have suitcases and boxes right?" 

"Yeah....but I think I can carry them myself...." 

"Okay, then it's settled, I'm coming with you." 

"Uh...okay." 

"But Samiiiir, you were going to help me in the garden." Diana's high pitched annoying voice filled the air. 

"Oh, um Jake can help you." 

"Okay!" Hmm, she seemed awfully cheerful about that. 

~A Few Hours Later~ 

"You sure that's it?" Samir said as he plopped down in the driver's seat, putting on his seat belt. 

"Yup!" I was relieved that we hadn't run into Rahul. That would have been kinda awkward...partly because I was moving out and also because I was with Samir. 

"Okay, cool! Let's go!" 

"But.....the only problem is that I don't have anywhere to stay....." 

"Don't worry. I'm not going to let you sleep on the streets." 

"You're too nice." 

"I know!" 

"Wow, now you have a big ego too? How much have you changed?" 

"A good amount." 

With that we pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road, that led to my destiny. Yes, okay that was really cheesy. What can I say? I live off of romantic books, movies, quotes etc. 

About 10 minutes later, we were pulling into Samir's driveway. We walk into the garage and enter the house. It seems oddly quiet. Our footsteps echo in the halls. I unconsciously step closer to Samir, getting kinda creeped out. It's not good when a house is silent in the movies, most of the times, 

Out of nowhere we hear something crash. We both bolt to Samir's room and suddenly stop short. Judging from the expression on Samir's face, He's as equally as shocked as me.

Jaz and Samir have been friends since childhood, and now that they are older, there is more rolling on their relationship than friendship...


Here is everything I know about France: Madeline and Amélie and Moulin Rouge. The Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe, although I have no idea what the function of either actual y is. Napoleon, Marie Antoinette, and a lot of kings named Louis. I'm not sure what they did either, but I think it has something to do with the French Revolution, which has something to do with Bastil e Day. The art museum is called the Louvre and it's shaped like a pyramid and the Mona Lisa lives there along with that statue of the woman missing her arms. And there are cafés or bistros or whatever they call them on every street corner. And mimes. The food is supposed to be good, and the people drink a lot of wine and smoke a lot of cigarettes.

I've heard they don't like Americans, and they don't like white sneakers.

A few months ago, my father enrolled me in boarding school. His air quotes practically crackled over the phone line as he declared living abroad to be a "good learning experience" and a "keepsake I'd treasure forever." Yeah. Keepsake. And I would've pointed out his misuse of the word had I not already been freaking out.
Since his announcement, I've tried yelling, begging, pleading, and crying, but nothing has convinced him otherwise. And now I have a new student visa and a passport, each declaring me: Anna Oliphant, citizen of the United States of America. And now I'm here with my parents—unpacking my belongings in a room smal er than my suitcase—the newest senior at the School of America in Paris.

It's not that I'm ungrateful. I mean, it's Paris. The City of Light! The most romantic city in the world! I'm not immune to that. It's just this whole international boarding school thing is a lot more about my father than it is about me. Ever since he sold out and started writing lame books that were turned into even lamer movies, he's been trying to impress his big-shot New York friends with how cultured and rich he is.
My father isn't cultured. But he is rich.

It wasn't always like this.When my parents were stil married, we were strictly lower middle class. It was around the time of the divorce that all traces of decency vanished, and his dream of being the next great Southern writer was replaced by his desire to be the next published writer. So he started writing these novels set in Smal Town Georgia about folks with Good American Values who Fal in Love and then contract Life-Threatening Diseases and Die.

I'm serious.

And it total y depresses me, but the ladies eat it up.They love my father's books and they love his cable-knit sweaters and they love his bleachy smile and orangey tan. And they have turned him into a bestsel er and a total dick.

Two of his books have been made into movies and three more are in production, which is where his real money comes from. Hol ywood. And, somehow, this extra cash and pseudo-prestige have warped his brain into thinking that I should live in France. For a year. Alone. I don't understand why he couldn't send me to Australia or Ireland or anywhere else where English is the native language. The only French word I know is oui, which means "yes," and only recently did I learn it's spel ed o-u-i and not w-e-e.

At least the people in my new school speak English. It was founded for pretentious Americans who don't like the company of their own children. I mean, real y. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.




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