He turns 18 today. I'm still 16. But today is his bit day.
We have been working together for 1 month.
He doesn't talk. Barely do, he is a quiet one. All he does here is read while I play with our old vintage piano.
" I don't get it "He murmured
I stop playing the song I made and listen to his melodic voice talk.
" I work here with you or for you for a long time, and you have never, never ask me why I'm here working why is that ?" he asks
Actually, I asked why. His parents are loaded rich, his dad a CEO of some famous company.
Him having a job was stupid.
But I wasn't stupid and a stalker I can take a hint.
"It's normal you know to wish to be normal," I said
And after that, we never talked again for the rest of the day.
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"Here, " he shoves me a piece of paper.
His birthday invitation
"You should come, you own your place "
I didn't say anything, I was at daze. I was invited, at his party. no one ever gets invited to his party. But how could I?
"Why me?" I ask him
His eyes search mine, his face hard, this was like perfect.
Just like him
"I don't know ... I just did it "
His excuse suck.
But it will do.
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I wore a red light dress.
R E D was his favorite color.
So was black and white.
I straightened my hair, wore natural makeup. I even did my stupid nail.
I went overboard.
And I didn't care if I was overdressed or if I was underdressed.
All I cared was of him
For him
He had my full attention since day 1.
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Ecstasy
RomanceAmelia felt addicted to Ecstasy, not understanding the complications that came with it. The story of teens' love gone wild.