I went back home at exactly 7:29 in the evening on my white Vios car, tired from work. I spent the whole day assisting some decorations for the coming of the actors and actresses in which they will be having their shooting for the upcoming romantic comedy movie, The Hotel Wedding. Well, there are many characters to be played but I only knew three of them. All I heard from others is that Ana Vallentina is the protagonist in the movie in which she has a crush on Christopher Pains, her boss, and meets him in the hotel. Well, as they say, the story ends very happy that they both got married and go away. Well, okay, that’s good. Oh! I remembered they are three! Well, the third one is obviously some of my officemates; like Juliana Roberts and etc.
I am feeling exhausted as I saw the gates opened by my best bodyguard, Bruce Rock. He’s a good man though. He helps his family and even took care of all of them. His children were having a good education at their school too and I heard one of the three kids he has was a Valedictorian of his grade school batch. Good!
“Good Evening, Ma’am!” I opened my window and saw his face a little bit of stress on his forehead. I guess his a little bit tired. He was at his mid-forties and had those fine lines on his forehead.
“Don’t be too formal, sir. Just call me Jovana.” I smiled as he apologized for his stubbornness and I continued to drive on my way near the entrance of our mansion.
Our mansion was quite big, and it can even fit my whole family relatives for them to stay. Well, of course. There was a big fountain at the center of our mansion and the gate and the bottom was filled with fresh roses filled with different colors of every rose; like, purple, red and yellow. I parked my car near the entrance of our mansion and got outside quickly with my keys and handbag on hand. A stout, short man who was at his mid-thirties approached me quickly and I gave him the keys for him to park the car. I should have to be the one to park my own car but, I can’t; Mom wants me to be happy when I go home from work because I always get stressed and might have been very angry when there are many issues about business.
I walked inside the mansion and was feeling a bit tired. My body wants to sleep but, I can’t I have to eat dinner or else I’ll collapse. I continued to walk going through the living room and continued to glance around. There was a huge staircase at the center of the entrance which leads to all of the rooms. My mom and I never shared a room but I really wanted to be sleeping with mom but I can’t. There were a lot of other rooms to sleep in so, I can’t make myself with my mom. There was also a huge chandelier filled with sparkling diamonds and pearls beneath every diamond.
I finally went inside the living room and sat there on the center sofa and think about last morning’s episode. Gosh, why would I be able to meet him again? Is this fate? Absolutely, wrong. I glance around the big room while my mind is filled with negative thoughts. There was a huge flat screen television on the center and a big table before filled with books and magazines scattered around. Huh? I was wondering why it was messy on the table. Is someone around here? I rolled my eyes as I did not mind of what’s currently happening and was still feeling a bit stressed. I placed my hands on my face and was gaining sweat. Oh no. Why am I sweating? I was feeling disappointed and wanted to get out of my situation. I just wanted to get over with this.
Suddenly, I heard a thud and a young man’s voice was heard.
“Jovana, are you okay?” It was that stupid drunk man! Why did I ever forget this frog? Ugh! I think I’m very busy. I want to get out of here. I continued to place my hands on my face as I felt my adrenaline rise up but, I stopped it and continue to close my eyes.
“Leave me alone.” Finally, I said. I’m not in the mood to talk so, I can’t talk with him.
“No, I can’t” He said. Because of that I felt my adrenaline rise up again and I stopped it slowly.
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The Opposite Fan Girl
ChickLitDefine a 'fan-girl': 1.) A female who idolizes a person, group or community. 2.) A female who is almost known as a stalker. 3.) A female who never-ending loves a person and is willing to give up everything she have just for that person. Oh well, not...