unfinished

iv. cupid's arrow

this one is a fun one. it struck me as a random idea when i was having a conversation with PrincipleOfEntropy about "writing a parody of one of those cliché bad-boy good-girl stories that we always find here on Wattpad". 

guess what i did? yes. i wrote one. 

or i did, get halfway through it, before i started puking with the amount of cliché vocabulary i was stuffing into my lines. (no offence to anyone who writes high school romance novels, i think every novel deserves the benefit of the doubt and just because i dislike that genre doesn't mean your novel is bad, it's just my personal taste). 

aaaand here we go, for a rollercoaster ride of torture. cupid's arrow is a parody of the "i met a handsome hunk in school and turns out he's cupid, the god of love, omg! and we fell in love and had a thousand babies the end" trope. i actually wrote the synopsis like this: 

"Kaitlyn, 16, fresh out of a messy stormy breakup. She meets Ethan, local hunk at Laguna High. Plot twist: He's also a fallen angel, the personification of Love (only he's somehow not called Cupid like the myths always depict him, or something) - what could go wrong?"

let's go. 

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Fansigns. There were fansigns everywhere. Kaitlyn couldn't walk one step without a fansign bashing against the tip of her nose and a rabid fangirl squealing right in her face, 

"Oh my god he's so hot", and Kaitlyn would sigh and say, yes, she knew. 

She knew about Laguna High's newest arrival on campus, because her classmates had been screaming about it ever since she set foot on Laguna tarmac. And it wasn't something to be disputed. Their newest addition was none other than Ethan Wade, the second-most famous Canadian youth singer. Ethan's new hit single Infatuation had topped the charts - both his looks and voice had transported him to stardom. 

And according to her friend Leah, who had been styling her hair surreptitiously in the corner of the room ever since the news broke out - he was single. 

"Jesus Christ would you look at the perfect cowlick on his head. It just makes me want to rush over and muss it up so badly!" 

"No kidding," Kaitlyn rolled her eyes mockingly. She hadn't even spared a second glance at Ethan ever since the fangirls showed up in their classroom. The din was just too threateningly painful for her to bear, especially since -

"Oh, sorry." Leah gasped, her mouth forming a soft, slightly shocked O. "I forgot about your breakup... You still haven't told us the details, though. To this day I still have no idea what your ex's appearance is like, since he was from Creekwood Secondary and all. Was he, by any chance, as good-looking as Ethan is? Ow, don't do that!" 

The small shove Kaitlyn gave Leah was not at all painful, yet in typical Leah fashion the girl shrieked in surprise. 

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a.n. this was planned to turn somewhat dark, and somewhat LGBT+ oriented, and also contain some hints of serial killing. but that didn't happen because my inner muse was screaming at me to stop. good thing i did.