Fate's Design

Chapter 1

10 years ago, I have always dreamed of being shown on television screens. I always dreamed of being in several studios, recording songs, making music videos, or even a movie by chance. All of those things were seemingly possible in my mind, but when it came to reality, I'd realize it was all but a dream.

But not anymore.

By the time I was 12, I travelled with my aunt to London to stay with my cousins, Neil and Olive, the craziest fraternal twins I've ever met in my life. I remembered when they were still both at the age of 8, they already had their own channel in Youtube, known as the O'Neil twins. 

No, their surname isn't O'Neil. 

They always acted like directors; they used to use their toys for their own movies, mostly about sci-fi, fantasy, or teen fiction.

Yes, they had Barbie and Ken for teen fiction.

I arrived in London when they were 13. When I saw them, I thought I'd feel awkward with two blonde cousins for the rest of my life. 

But I was completely wrong.

They joined me in their channel. They renamed it Woody O'Neil, and I became their main star on the movies they made. And that was when it all started.

Neil, Olive and I made a two-hour movie about a girl who was always shutting herself out because of her nature-related powers. She controlled the four elements-- fire, water, earth, and air-- and even made nature seem bad when she felt awful. Until one day, she met a normal man who she seemed to like, and surprisingly, the boy liked her back. Then they became the best of friends and had a relationship on the girl's 15th birthday. Then the story continued when she was too happy with her life that her emotions were uncontrollable, and a catastrophe had started. So the boy died, and the girl killed herself.

The thing was, after our months of making such a big movie, a lot of subscribers to our channel had shared it everywhere, and we were a hit!

One day, we received an email. At first we were scared to open it. We usually had prank mail or even threats of some of our bashers, but Olive was brave enough to read it, and thank goodness she did, because nothing could have made it this far.

I was very proud to say that Neil Carter Cohen became a director at the age of 19, Olivia Raine Cohen became a singer/songwriter and a producer at the age of 18, and I, Crystal Danica Jenwood, had become an actress at the age of 17.

And now, we were beyond our dreams. And to think that 10 years ago, I thought it wasn't possible.

~~~~~

"Crystal, what are you doing now?" Someone shouted from outside the door, knocking it nonstop. 

"Taylor, are you even supposed to follow me everywhere I go, and ask me everything I do? What if I said I was breathing?" I joked, and thank goodness no one was there to laugh.

"Sorry, it's just that I have to remind you of the premiere night of your movie is in three days."

Right. I probably got too busy within the week, I forgot that my next movie is coming out soon. Why'd I not remember that?

"Oh, alright. Just a minute. We'll go. Call David and tell him we're going in ten minutes." I said. 

"Yes, Crystal." She concluded. I rose up from the bed, my saggy butt finally waking up, and I looked in the mirror. 

"Oh, and one last thing, Miss Jenwood."

"Yes? What?"

"Would I look cuter in a sundress or some pants?"

~~~~~

"Taylor, I told you, you're more elegant in a sundress. Why go for some saggy pantaloons when you can twirl around in a dress under a Californian sun?" I said as we strolled outside home, waiting for our driver.

"Come on, Jen, you know the reason why." I froze for a millisecond when she called me by my surname. Well, not exactly my whole surname. I'm Jenwood. You get it.

But one thing did bug me a little bit: what was her reason?

"Greetings, Miss Jenwood." A warm voice called me as Taylor and I talked. Turning around, I saw David smile in the driver's seat as his window went down. 

"That's good old friend Crystal to you, Mister Crest." I greeted back as I smiled as well.

"So, where to?" Those three words that only meant one thing, in three words as well: our headed destination.

"Oh, I don't know. We'll decide along the way." I mumbled. "David, don't you ever forget one thing when coming here."

His face turned serious when I reminded him. "What?"

"Don't be silly. Aren't you gonna greet Taylor?"

It's been weird, but I know Taylor and David a close bond before. They used to be the best of friends, the noisest of companions, and they're compatible, to be frank. But it seemed that their friendship was lost. And to think that it could have meant something more...

"Hey." David waved coldly as he looked at Taylor.

"Oh, hi. Good morning." The awkwardness... 

"So!" I clapped. "Let's say the road goes on. Don't we have somewhere to go?"