A Writer's Love

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Life isn't about getting everything you desire. If you haven't been working hard then the reward means nothing. Because Life is not easy, and if it was then It was Boring. Its better to start in a difficult until you learn how to make it easy.

" Avery? " Mara called from my bedroom door. I look at her, brows up then put my attention back on the Laptop at my desk. " I just wonder if you and I could go that bar near.. "
" I've been looking for job For a writer online. But most of them are already signed out! " I said, ignoring Mara's words. " Do you know somewhere I could apply? Which I could use my skills? "
" No " Mara answered shortly. " so are you coming or not? " Mara asked abruptly.
I took my Temporary reading glass and looked at her. " I'm sorry Mara. " I said shaking my head. I watched Mara's face fell. I know she's a close friend of mine. But I'm not a PartyBopper like her, I hate Heavy sounds, Smell of hard drinks , Strong Chick Perfumes and some silly things happening in a bar. " I'd like too , but you know.. I just don't like Barhopping " I said to Mara.
I know she was disappointed, but I know she understands too. I knew Mara and Mara knew me. She's been my Housemate since I moved in Nashville, Tennessee. And that was 6 years ago.
" I understand, " she said and smiled. She gave me a hug before she stood up. " I have to go honey! If you need anything just phone me, 'kay? "
" okay " I nod.

I watched her exiting the door. She looked elegant in her Slinky red dress, cut above the knee and paired with a black 7 inch stilletto. Her straight Long hair was untied and pulled backward. Mara was a picture of perfection. With her slim body, rosy cheek's, Red Lip, Gray Eyecolor. If she Impersonate someone, Megan Fox would be the one.
I heard the door downstair's closed which leaved a bang sound. And a car outside leaving, I know it was Rodlee, Mara's boyfriend.

I put my attention back on my Laptop and open the writing page. I start typing the words that comes from my head. I need to finish the story, so that I could have an early Audition for next two months for an Indie Film. It is just a one life opportunity and I won't gonna let it pass.

" It is us who is only incharge of our life and the people who sorrounds us will be a hand who will help us or there would also be a possibility that may ruin us and our dreams.
Most of the time, we learn from our mistake. And mistake is a part of Life challenges, it measures our strenght on how are we going to face it at the same time our patience on how are we going to solve it. Because if we give up easily from all the struggles, then we are weak and our life is pointless. "

My thoughts was interrupted by my phones vibration.

" Hey Ad! " I greeted. Blewing a small air from my mouth.
" Hey Avery! I just call to ask how are you? " Ad said on the next line.
I rolled my eyes before answering him.
" I'm fine " I answered shortly.
Adson laugh at the next line.
" I'm just checking you out and glad you pick up.. and... Hey! Why are you still awake anyway Lil sister? " Adson asked.
" I'm trying to catch up with this story , I have to finish it before the dead line on June. " I said.
" okay?.. " adson answered but was cut when a female voice shouted. It took a seconds before he came back at the phone. " still there sis? "
" yeah! Who was that? " I asked timidly.
" nah!! Nevermind " adson frowned.
I chuckled. I know my brother, he liked women but not actually loved them. " Playboy. I'm gonna tell mom this and she's going to pinch you in your... "
" gotta go sis. Bye! Love you! " adson said and ended the call.
I was leaved hanging but Im glad that Adson called. He's in North Carolina and staying with my mom and her new husband. I am close with my brother, he is my best buddy. Adson is good, realistic, and practical but never had a deep attachment in women ever since anne got pregnant by my brother's bestfriend Enzo. It broke Adson's heart so much that he never dared to fall inlove again. My brother chose to stay in N.C while I decided to move here in Nashville, and make a living all by myself. Ad used to visit me here once or twice a month, specially when he's running away his mistake from Mom.
I stare at my Laptop and Review my work.

After an hour, I check the time at my phone. It was already 11: 58, two minutes before midnight. And Mara hadn't back yet. I yawned and rub my tired eyes.. I closed my laptop , and stood up at my chair and strode towards my bed. I slumped myself and hug my human sized pillow, after a hectic day, my bed is the best thing to rest.

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