Love from the stars

accommodating

"Love looks not with the eyes,
but with the mind, and 
therefore is winged cupid
painted blind."
            --A midsummer nights dream

Oh i cant believe this! They all know it was me, they have shown my face all over every single news outlet. They know it's me! They know my age, my name which has been flashing under every news anchor out there. Every social media knows its me. 

Many influencers are putting their stupid thoughts on me. Ugh why me?

I have put my phone away, trying to ignore everyone and everything. I look over and see Azulon and Dave still talking. None of this bothers either of them, ugh its so irritating. Azulon must be happy i cant leave this place at all, there are news reported crawling around the place, and Dave is happy to talk to an alien. 

He still hasnt figured out why Azulon speaks an ancient language from earth. A language thats thousands of years old. I have had to turn off my phone from the many message request, and my phone ringing constantly. 

I dont want any of this, and now a room is being permently made for me, right next to Azulons. So if anything i am there to calm him. Ugh this is so annoying. 

I didnt even get to finish that amazing hamburger. At the thought of that my stomach began to grumble, ugh i was starving. All i had was a crumbling granola bar. Getting up i open the door, looking around. The door to Azulons room opens up Dave poking his head out. 

"Azulon wants to know where you are going?" Dave asks. Huh? He was so deep into conversation i didnt think he would notice. 

"I am starving and need something other than a granola bar to eat. I think he needs to eat as well." I say. "Please tell him to relax while i get someone to bring us some food." 

I aggravatedly walk off, trying to count in my head the numbers them two have annoyed me, i passed 100, when i finally spotted the sergeant. 

"Sargeant!" I shout. 

"Isla? What are you doing?" The Seargeant looks around his eyes round.

"Dont worry, i told Dave to tell him to calm down. Listen." I say. 

"Isla, i am sorry but we dont want another incident like last time." The sergeant interrupts me.  

"I get it." I say. 

"Isla i think its best if you stay near him." 

"No! I am starving and i dont want another stupid granola bar!" I shout. 

"We will get you some food, in the mean time." Sargeant begins to say, but i interrupt him. 

"No! Not in the mean time, i want food now! Real food! A real nice hamburger that will melt in my mouth with each bite i take!" I yell. 

"Isla." I hear Ms. Jameson, she walks around the corner. "We will get you your food, and scheduled meals as well. Just be a little patient, we are trying out best to accommodate you two in here. We werent ready to have anyone living here."

"You are the government you should have had something planned." I say. 

"We know. But please just calm down, we will bring you guys something, ok." Ms Jameson says. 

I sighed and walked back to the room, taking in her words. They have never had anything like this, and how they are basically making a whole ass living space for us. Scheduled meals and such. 

I stop thinking how my life would look in 10 or 20 years. Will i still be in the public eye, or will i be able to live in an island away from everyone and the public eye? What about Azulon? Will he still be in love with me? Will he still be following me everywhere i go?