Chapter 1
Royalty in the blood.
Normally every girl in college would be getting to know a guy or probably be more open to one of them but it’s so different for me. I have a close friend, he is popularly known as Christian, but I call him Chris. We’ve known each other all our lives and it’s cool because he protects me, I introduce him to girls, he teaches me, and I counsel him. He’s my oppa. Our parents met once in a conference meeting, and they were the power couples. They gave each other reasons why their company was great. It was only after a while they knew they actually had a lot in common. I met Chris in Grade 5, and he was this little monster, who thought it would be funny, to put an already chewed gum, on my chair, and make me look more hilarious than I already am. Chris majors in Poetry and I major in sculpting. It’s so unexpected that we ended up in the same college, and we moved in the same day.
First semester, first day, and First class, Christian was waiting outside my door while I dress. I was with my roomies Melina ‘The cute, not matured one, big time play girl but a great support’.
Horiga ‘The basic and fun girl, fan girl, anime freak and a big late-night reader.’
I wore a green sweater, a baggy jean trouser, a black and white sneaker and then a flashy aesthetic tote bag. I stepped out feeling incredible and I saw Christian leaning close to the wall.
“Hey, thanks for waiting. I owe you one” I said as I dragged his hand, and we started walking out of the dormitory.
By the way, Christian is a Black-Asian, and I guess that’s fate because I’m fan of Asian boys, food and culture.
“Well, I hope what you mean by I owe you one is I owe you lunch.” Christian said teasing me.
“Sure, I owe you lunch.” I said, Christian left for his first class, and I went for mine. I was having a major sculpting lesson, and my teacher was one of my dad’s friends, so I knew he would love to chat after class. I paid close attention to all he said. I asked questions out of curiosity, and class was epic. After class I had lunch with Christian, Melina and Horiga.
« Class was great today, i was really excited with the good start. » I said really proud of myself.
« I’m so glad the class was full of pretty ladies » Christian said as he gave a cheeky smile.
This is not Japan, no karaoke tonight. And better still, please don’t drink tonight, I’m not your mother, I can’t carry you all the way back to your dorm.”
« Darling, your just pissed off because I don’t drink with you »
“Just drink responsibly, I have to leave I have work to do” I said as I hanged my tote bag and left.
I headed towards my theatre because I had a lot of work from last semester to complete.
I sculpted my work as I thought about my family and everything that was going on, my mum was sick to death before I left the house. My dad probably thinks the best thing is to drink to stupor.
Well for my artwork, I am doing a flower which seems like it’s dying but it’s still holding onto life for some reason. It doesn’t want to give up it feels that there is a reason that it shouldn’t.
Art is seriously my only escape from this psychopath world, I draw paint, sculpt, craft and many others. When I create it feels like i am in another universe, where you don’t tell me what to do or anything and believe me it’s amazing.
I had to go back to the dorm, tomorrow me and my girls are going to have a drink or two and buy things to decorate our freakish room. I stepped out of the theatre as I put off the lights and headed to my dorm.
I got there with a taxi, and I saw my room light on, so I headed upstairs, my roomies were having a Pj dance night party and I decided to join in the fun
19 and clueless.... I guess.
