compilation of my literary pieces

mastermind

MASTERMIND

(This story was inspired by the song 'Mastermind' - by Taylor Swift)

Once upon a time, the planets, fates, and all the stars were in perfect alignment. I found him in the same room as me. He's a philanthropist while I'm a raconteur. A perfect combination isn't it? At first, I wasn't interested on him since I don't appreciate humanity that much. But something about him caught my eye and that's when I began to assess my plan to be with him for the rest of my life.

I was holding some of my paraphernalia, ready to bump accidentally towards him as he walks at my direction. It worked just like dominoes cascaded in a line. He helped me pick them up after it dropped. He kept saying "sorry" when in fact it wasn't really his fault but mine. And I was like, "No, it's okay!" but deep inside my thoughts was, 'Checkmate darling, I couldn't lose.'

Days passed by, we gain a lot of interactions which makes it more exciting. I start to beguile him by my charming acts. I don't care if I look like a nuisance at his point of view. I just want to show him how much I like him. If you wonder why? It's because, for me, he's the epitome of a green flag guy or a boyfriend material. For all his quiddities, he's a very wise and generous man. That's why you can't blame me for being this whipped to him.

Another days had passed, he confessed to me that he likes me, which makes me really happy. I also confessed to him that I feel the same way, so he then asked me if I would like to go with him as his date at the soiree. I agree with alacrity because it's our first date. I excitedly prepared my dress that I almost can't sleep thinking of it.

That night, we became lovey-dovey with each other that some are glaring at us due to envy or jealousy. Those reactions made us laugh that we both agree to ditch the event and go somewhere else where we can be alone. We went to a garden and sat at the bench. I stared at him through his eyes as if I'm looking into his soul. Then something came across my mind. I asked him, "What if none of our encounters are accidental but planned?" I was confident when I asked him that question because I thought I fooled him through my acts.

But to my surprise, he smirked, and he already knew the entire time about me being the mastermind. I was shocked because even if he already knew, he's still willing to be my target and go with the flow of my plan. He already liked me since the first time that we met. I somehow feel embarrassed but happy at the same time, because he knew that I'm a mastermind but now he's mine. To end the night, we sealed it with a kiss that felt like mission accomplished.

[A/N: I made this short story for our 21st century written work which is a literary piece including the 10 vocabularies that we listed on our notebook. I hope you like it!]