That day with a burning heart and a mission to accomplish, I went to see the fortuneteller.
The fortuneteller runs her business in a small tent located on the edge of the shopping area. So small that it could only fit up to 3 person, of course, plus a bunch of her knic-knacs and junks. She declared them as 'the magical stuff'.
On my way there, I did thought of stealing her 'magical stuff'. Maybe that is what Mr. Butler meant for getting her helps.
I've landed safely outside of her tent. Nerve starts to consume my courage, but I try to push away the negativity. Slowly, I search for an opening slit and take a peak inside.
I see a women in her thirties sitting on a square cushion facing the tent entry. She's busy playing with her phone.
'Distraction!' I thought
Carefully, I enter the tent, tiptoe my way in. Just in case I could accidentally knock her pile of stuff over.
Suddenly, she stop playing with her phone.
"Go ouuut~go ouuut~I don't want any of you anymore~" she starts to sing instead out of the blue. Sounds like the frozen song to me but with horrible out of tune voice and wrong lyrics.
'Weird, as if she could...' I pause on my thought, 'meh, it can't be, just pure coincidence' I brush the thought off
A moment after, her face shows annoyance and anger. She exhale a long and loud breath, giving out the impression of 'stubborn kids alert, I'm about to explode'
I gulp and slowly tiptoe a bit to her left. Yet, my eyes is busy looking around for something useful.
She starts humming - tilt her head down and playing with her fingers. She looks so awkward somewhat nervous.
"You could see me, don't you?" I move closer to her
She hums even louder and her eyes sheer away from where I stand.
"You're bad at acting, don't you know that?" I giggle
In an instance, she slam the small round table infront of her. "Huhh! A bug!" She yell confidently, yet, still awkward.
"Ok, Chill old lady. I will bring myself out" I gesture my hand looking like I've surrender
"HOW DARE YOU!" She stands on her feet, "IM NOT OLD! I AM ONLY 29 YEARS OF AGE!" She yell with her eyes widen and her nostrils flare. She huff a heavy breaths in and out of her lung.
"You could actually see me!" I yell with an excitement
"What I meant....I'm sorry" I apologize immediately after reading the situation thoroughly
"Go away, Im not going to help" she mutter after calming herself down
"You were not a fraud after all, huh? So is it true you could drag us to hell?" I furrow waiting for an answer, simply amuse by her extra-ordinary gift
"Yes and a no, that was just a rumour. Some soul helps me to spread false rumour in exchanged for my help" she utter
"I might tell the others you know" I said
"You're just a boy, nobody takes your words seriously" she answers lazily
"So if I could offer you something, you'll be able to help?" I smirk trying to strike a deal
I'm bless with such keen eyes. While looking around earlier, I'd make a quick observation on her, there is no diamond ring or some sort on her finger. 'Genius' I compliment myself.
"You had nothing boy" she moan, careless.
"Ehemm! I see you're still single and alone. At your age, this is a huge problem" I narrow my eyes and nod my head as if its my concern as well
"Youuuuu sonnnn of.....your mother!" She yell just about to curse
"Don't you want him? Hot, sexy, single and in town" I sway my words, unbother by her short temper
"Im listening" she murmur
"Mr. Josh Hammington" I utter looking confident as hell
"Aahhh!" She shriek, bringing her hands up to her mouth
'Check and mate' I grin
"I know what he like and dislike, after all, I'm his best student" I grin somemore
Mr. Josh is the most popular lecturer in my school. Being single and hot, he is like the women magnet. I thought, she may as well had fell to his pits of love. After all, this town wasn't that huge.
"Alright, what do you want boy?" She smile pathetic-ly
"In exchange for this valuable information, I want you to meet evangeline first and ask her about my medicine" I stated my true intention
"Alright, tell me where, when and every single details" she smirk
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