„Oh, fuck me…“ Beth simply said after realizing how dirty her apartment was. Dirty clothes, plates, glasses, cups, crumbles, books and god knows what else has been there. Maybe even a litter of spiders, somewhere. To prevent that catastrophe, Beth picked all of the laundry and carried it to the basement, where the building’s washing machines were. There were 6 of them, 3 were occupied and Beth needed two. Well, there’s still one for someone. After she left it wash, she went back to her apartment and continued cleaning. What didn’t fit into the dishwasher, Beth washed on hands. And for vacuuming… it took some time. She even had to scrub her carpet because there was a huge stain from Nutella when a slice of bread turned over. It was a sad day for everyone.
Anyway, two hours have passed and the laundry was done. Beth neatly folded it in the basket. On her way out, she was hurrying and she bumped into a neighbor, probably, and half of her clothes fell out of the basket. “Shit… sorry. This happens to me a lot today.”, “No, it’s my fault, sorry.” Beth recognized a male voice that she hears every Monday and Thursday. After picking the laundry from the floor, she slowly straighten up herself and looked at the face of her current Math teacher. “Elizabeth?” Sebastian spoke first with the same expression as Beth’s. “What in the world…?” Beth continued. “I live here.” They both said in unison and started laughing. “So you’re the one who occupied two washing machines?” he broke the silence first. “Well, yeah… But I left one.”, “Nonsense, who uses only one washing machine?” Beth laughed a bit and greeted him. “See you later.”, “Sure.”
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“I can’t live with this. Deb was right, I do need glasses.” Beth seriously thought of the future of her sight. When she observed the situation, everything was blurry, an inch of space shared the place where the paper and Beth’s nose would met and she bumped into almost every thing in her home. So, one Saturday she decided to visit an ophthalmologist and after him, her gynecologist. Since everything in America was so quickly done, her glasses were ready to pick in two days. They were small, rectangular and with black frame. She had to wear them not only for reading, but the whole day. Except for showering and sleeping. Now she looked like a… hmph. Beth couldn’t quite describe herself.
“Beth, you look amazing!” But that’s why there was Deb who could. “One sexy student.”, “God, Deb, please shut the hell up.” Beth had to listen to Deb’s ‘compliments’ the whole next day. “It’s like, you can easily seduce someone like that. OR! You can pretend you’re a teacher and then…” Beth had to put a hand over Deb’s mouth just so she doesn’t listen to her babbling. “Deb, you can lick my palm all you want, that’s not working on me. I’ll let you go if you promise you’ll shut up.” After Deb nodded her head, she slowly put her hand away. “...and then you can have sexy adventures!” Deb quickly finished her previous sentence and ran into her classroom, leaving Beth in the hallway. “I swear to God, someday…”Beth sighed and continued her way to her classroom.
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Over the weekend, Beth got an e-mail from the company she was working for. It was a new project she had to make. As far as she knew, the only thing she had to make was a program, but that program is the main program that makes other programs work as well. Too complicated to understand? Yes. Too complicated to make? No. Thanks to Beth’s annoyingness while she was younger, her mom showed her how all that thing with technology is working. Yes, Beth was quite a pest when she was younger, but her mom always had time to spare for her. She wouldn’t get mad at her almost never and that was why she was the best mom ever.
Anyway, due to send the project was in a week, so she didn’t have to hurry. But in the same time she wanted to because there was a lot of upcoming tests she had to study for. Six more months to go and then… What will happen after she graduates? She will probably continue to live her miserable, lonely life as a computer programmer. Maybe she should get a cat or something? Yeah, right. She can barely take care of herself. The poor creature would look pretty much the same as her owner, flesh and bones.
Ringing of the doorbell interrupted her thoughts. ‘Who the fuck visits this late? I mean, it’s 9 o’clock.’ “Trick-or-treats!” was what Beth heard when she opened the door. In front of her were two boys, one dressed as Jason from Friday the 13th while the other one as Chucky. Beth just stared at them. “Uh… lady? Are you gonna give us something?” She remained quiet. The situation got a little tense to the boys as she was glaring at them, it could even be cut through with a knife. Just as Beth was going to tell them she doesn’t have anything, a light bulb in the hall where she was standing suddenly broke and the boys screamed and ran away. Beth just put a hand over her chest because it startled her a little and those boys didn’t help with their screams. Really, what cowards.
The worst thing of all was that Beth totally forgot it was Halloween. And now that those boys said ‘treats’, pictures of chocolates and cookies wouldn’t leave Beth’s mind. The other dilemma was that she really didn’t have anything sweet at home. Now she had to sacrifice her strength for working into walking to the store. Dick balls.
Before she went to the store, she wanted to comb her hair, but when she saw herself in the mirror, everything was clear to her. Big, black bags under her eyes could be seen from a plane, black hair so tangled that an eagle could make a nest there, dirty T-shirt from chocolate, mayonnaise, pepperoni and cheese looked like a tablecloth after some food fight. There was even a line from ketchup on her cheek. No wonder those boys felt uncomfortable. And ran away. And screamed.
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“I heard you scare little children.” Beth heard a voice behind her and turned around. In the entrance of the building, in front of the mailboxes, Beth was checking her mail when the voice of her neighbor and professor interrupted her. “Oh… What do you mean?” she asked, frowning a little, but got a flashy smile from Sebastian. “Don’t worry about it, just some kids with a wild imagination.”, “You mean those two brats?” Beth asked, crossing her arms and leaning on a wall. “Mhm.”, “Oh, God, what did they say?”, “Something about a lunatic living here and I immediately thought of you.”, “Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny.” Beth said in indifferent voice and started climbing the stairs, with Sebastian following her. “Come on, you never heard of a thing called joke?” he asked with a smile on his lips. “No, is it something to eat?”, “No.”, “Do you summon Satan with it?”, “I think not.”, “Then what is it? Please, do tell me.”, “Some other time, here’s my stop.” He said while walking to the door of his apartment. “Oh, really, neighbor?” Beth asked, while unlocking her own door. Before Sebastian could answer, Beth closed her door, leaving him watching at the 3 meter distance from their doorsteps.
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FanfictionA story about a young adult who's living an empty life with no family and a few friends. After a while, she takes a liking into a man with whom she has a lot of in common and they start a relationship while overcoming everyday insecurities and quest...
