Starlight

Chapter 2: Shout his name!

kim Bum will be Luke!!! The song is really good. It expresses the story before they fell for each other. Thanks!!! Love ya!!!

On with the story....

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Chapter 2: Shout his name!

It is him. Luke. I was dumbfounded as his face started turning red, not because of embarrassment, but anger. What is he angry for? I should be the one who's fuming mad!! How dare he shout at my face!

I only said the one line that he knew too well when we were kids. "You'll pay for this." I whispered with all the hatred I could muster. I saw his face get angrier but confusion started crossing his face.

I didn't even wait for recognition and stomped my foot loudly. As I was storming out of the store, I heard his realization hit home all right.

"Max?" He asked, surprised, my back to him. I didn't bother to face the guy that ruined my morning. I walked down the mall until I got to the middle of all and stood on the plantbox. I saw him follow and jog to catch up with me. Here comes revenge.

"LUKE IS BY THE COFFEE SHOP!!!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. It was the perfect timing because the teens were just milling around. They all stopped and looked at the shop. Luke is frozen as shock was written all over his face. He made a run for it as the whole mall did for him.

The mall became empty within 20 seconds tops. Well, this is L.A. after all. Only the adult population remained and let me tell you, they're a few bunch. I began my way back to the coffee shop and sat at my spot. Since there is no customer around, Reggie took his place opposite me again and commented on my daring act.

"What was that all about?" He asked.

"Well, he got my temperature going." I defended. It was true. After Reggie and I chatted some more, I went out and did the grocery, since I was here and our food stock was quite low. It was quite easy, what with all the Luke-Frances-was-here and the mall was empty except for senior citizens.

If they even heard about Luke, I guess they would've ran after him too, using their crutches and electric wheelchair, ofcourse. That's how big of a star he is now.

I carried my groceries home and had Max coming from the kitchen. He must be sniffing around for food. Too bad for him, it was empty until I fill it up again. I arranged the mustard and the last mayo bottle onto the shelf when I heard shouting and I thought mom and dad were fighting for the first time.

I have to see this! They never fought since they got married. All they do is flash each other a look that says, 'Hey, lovey-dovey.' and the other one will reply with a look that says, 'How's it going, cherrypie?'

Not that I want them to fight. I'll be able to fix things if it is big because with all the years of love behind them, they would not separate.

I jogged up, Max hot on my heels thinking about geting food from the room, and went inside. I found mom and dad sprawled on the floor, joysticks in hand, playing the latest greek mythology game.

"Don't take Athena's owl! That's mine!!" Dad shouted at mom.

"Do I look like I care?!" Mom commented and with a violent jab at the joystck, the game ended with mom's side of the screen flashing, 'YOU WIN' and dad's, 'YOU LOSE'.

Poor dad. Then, his face flashed anger and I thought he's gonna do something horrible to mom. But he tickled her to death! She bounced and bounced until she was tired laughing her head off. Me? I plopped down on the sofa behind them.

I envy them so much because I want someone to love me like they do each other. And because I can't be tickled like that because my only tickling spot is under my feet and nowhere else. Kinda sad, I know.

I was about to leave the room to give them some privacy but mom stopped me and said, "Hey, Max, how about spaghetti for lunch?" She still noticed me, how sweet. So I replied, "Let's go make it!"

She stood up and dad's director skills went into action. He said, "Wait! I'll record this!" He ran to the next floor where he kept his cam. He told mom that he wanted to document his family's life and that is his biggest project. When I was old enough to go to mom's store and handle the cash register as a summer job, he recorded that. When we got Max the dog, he got that too.

So basically my whole life was recorded until now. Downstairs, we had a food fight and had so much fun. Dad's cam was waterproof so he can clean it later. There was sauce all over the wall and after that, my grocery was finito. We cleaned ourselves and the kitchen, and Max -- who got red ears because of the sauce -- then dad played soft music in the living room.

While I reflect on today's activities, I was thankful. That's why I don't keep a diary to express loneliness and keep secrets and go all emo on everyone because I don't. I just replay all the fun in my head by the end of the day. I'm always happy here and I enjoy my life a lot. I wish it wouldn't change.

How very wrong I was.