Enchant Me

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"Van Gogh once said: The More You Love, The More You Suffer.

I found that hard to believe. Yes, I had never fallen in love yet I knew I wouldn't suffer. If I really did find the one, the person whom I would fall in love with, then why should I be hurt, right? It just didn't make sense to me before. How can the person you love, hurt you?

But now I know. Now that I have my own love story, my own fairy tale and my romance, I don't need no movies and no books anymore. I realize I'm wrong. Yes, the person you love the most will hurt you, whether purposely or not but he will. Sometimes you'll feel like you're in seventh paradise and sometimes? Tears will be shed, hearts will be broken and you can do nothing but watch.

Now, I realize that I love him, I love Noah Connell and he loves me too so why do we keep suffering? Why can't we be happy? Why can't love be so simple?"

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"Various movie genre's are reflective of cultural communicative languages of society and different operation aims of collaboration with the cultural industry market. "

I hurry to scribble notes, fixing my glasses, glancing occasionally at professor Moore as she proceeds with the lecture and encircles class.

"Diverse genres of film products will be taken in language analysis as cultural internal product of societies producing them.

"Through language analysis and director's work with details and conducted messages will be performed the ability of categorization into corresponding genre aims and rating of realization, thus the quality of the fin---"

The bell finally rings, signalling the end of Movie Genres class, literally everyone's saviour. I jiggle my sore hands, attempting to ease the ache of having written for too long, exactly 60 minutes. Students get up and gather their belongings however our pedagogue interrupts once more, clapping her hands to decoy our attention.

"That's all for today. I want you all to write an essay based in Cultural Media Communication. Don't procrastinate, 40% of your grade depends on it. See you next time and don't omit the essay. "

I rise from my seat, picking up my rucksack, phone and pens when I feel someone's eyes on me. Tilting my head, I peek at a guy at the front row who smiles at me. I smile back and exit the class and the building, overall.

My next class starts in half an hour so I plan on getting a drink to assuage the exhaust piled up today and make it to History of Media class.

I'm half way to the diner where I moisten my thirst and my phone rings. Lexi's pretty face appears on the caller's id and I grin.

"Missed me already?" I can picture her rolling her eyes playfully at the moment.

"Hello to you too, my bich. How's life?"

"Bothersome. Just finished Movie Genres class. I've got only one more and I'll be coming home. "

There's a sound from the other line and I assume Lexi just popped her gum.

"Sucks to be you, honestly. I'm literally laying on my bed, Netflix and Chilling." It's my turn to roll my eyes. Lexi works at a shopping centre as a cashier. The bich is way too fxking smart but chose not to go to college.

"You called me just to chatter about your low-key life? Because I'm telling you, the crap I've been through today is boring enough."

"No, aşşhole, I called to inform you we're going clubbing, tonight."

"Since when and who took the decision?" I pinch the bridge of nose and push open the glassy doors of the diner.

People seated everywhere glance toward my direction and resume doing their business once they realize they've got nothing interesting to catch on. The waiter, Claire, our next door neighbour, smiles and waves at me. I wave back and stroll to the counter.

"Tonight. I made this fůcking decision, 'kay? Don't disagree with me, bich."

"I'm putting our call on hold. I have to order my drink."

"Don't hold it for long. I haven't got my precious minutes for you to fool around."

"Uh huh. Just so you know, I'm showing my middle finger to the space right now, imagining it as your ugly buttface." Lexi tsk-es and I lower my phone.

A red haired girl with dull blue eyes stands behind it, scowling the entire time. I smirk secretly and then wear the most shuddering grin ever, on my face. You know, just to frustrate the heck out of her.

"Hey there! It's such a beautiful weather today, isn't it? Not as beautiful as you, though!" My voice is high pitched and caked with false sweetness. Marie simply scowls more, raising a red brow in annoyance.

"How may I help you?"

I've been at the diner almost everyday and I've got the same reaction from her for the past few months. It's fun, I guess.

"Iced caramel cacao with slag on the top, please." Marie nods and goes on to prepare my drink. I check the time and realize class commences in less than 20 minutes. I bit my lip to refrain myself from groaning and slamming my head against the counter.

I never was late in class and even appeared absent since I began freshman year. I'm a junior, just so you know.

I put my phone back to my ear, ready to chatter with Lexi again when I drop my jaw. That little cheetah hung up on me!

When my drink is ready, I pay for it and sprint back to university, chugging down the cacao, on the way.

Thankfully, I reach my class just in time, sitting down on the chair as professor enters.

~•~

The apartment which I share with Lexi is about 40 minutes walk away from uni. Most days I walk and sometimes when I feel exhausted, I take the bus.

Today is one of those days.

I sit in the metal bench, waiting at the bus stop, busying myself with Instagram.

The bus arrives in 5 minutes. Gripping my rucksack strap, I step inside, the heat and various stinking smells, hitting me like a truck.

Sweat, perfume, cologne, fart.

I plop my butt down in a seat against the window even though it couldn't be opened and put my earphones, Halsey's Gasoline blasting through.

When the ride is over, I leave the last and enter the building, pushing 18th floor in the elevator. I'm so grateful I didn't die in that bus.

Just as I am about to knock, the door bursts open and reveals Lexi who engulfs me in a bone-crushing hug. I embrace her back, her strawberry scent soothing me.

"Gaia! I missed you so much, my bich!" She continues to hug me and I let her even though her huge breasts are pushing roughly into my small ones. Finally, we step back and I trail after her inside, locking the door behind.

Alexa Maria Rosa Gonzales, aka, Lexi is a curvaceous brunette, 2 inches shorter than me. She has coal hair and light olive green eyes with a well-proportioned body.

"Why did you hang up on me?" I pout, dipping in the maroon leather sofa. Lexi throws a pack of lays in my direction, smacking me at the back of my head.

"Hey! Don't be so mean!" She rolls her eyes.

"Life's rough. Toughen up, bich."

Sighing, I glance at our wall clock, showing 4:15pm. I turn on the tv, flipping channels to come across something entertaining to watch. I fist pump the air when I dig up Mulan. Mulan, Merida and Belle are my most favourite Disney Princesses.

"Are we going clubbing tonight?"

She awaits my answer and because I know this conversation might take a while, I intermit the Disney movie, half of my heart shattering, and pat the place next to me. Lexi smiles and does as I motion, laying her head in my shoulder. I offer her the lays but she shakes her head.

"Your chest is like a chalkboard, babe. Where are your tits?" Leave it to her to demolish our cute little romantic moment.

"I am not in the mood to party out tonight, Lex. I'm tired and sleepy."

"We can have a nap right now and get ready when we wake up. Please, Gaia, I really want to go to the club!"

That caught my attention. Lexi always loved adventures and club but she was never so ecstatic about going out like right now. Something is up. I can sniffle it. Not really but that's beside the point.

"Tell me the truth. Why do you want to go clubbing so badly, tonight?"

Like I expected she looks away, avoiding me and fidgets with the hem of her tank top.

"No reason. I just want to get drunk and forget everything for tonight."

I raise a perfectly arched brow.

"Lexi, spill. I know you're lying. If you consider me your best friend, you better tell." She sighs, slowly and hesitantly bobbing her head in agreement.

"Um...there's this guy at work, and...uh---"

I smile softly. "And?"

"Well he invited me to join him and his friend in his cousin's nightclub. We'll get a free entry and free drinks."

I'm rendered speechless. Sure, I know in the outside Lexi is badass but inside she's a huge softie. I know her better than anyone and I must say this is the first time she got all shy and timid for a guy.

He must be special.

"Do you like him?"

Lexi widens her opaque green eyes, caught off guard.

"What?! No!"

"I think you do. Talk to me about him. How is he? What's his name? Is he cute?" She copies my smile, something so sudden crossing her face and disappearing. I could've swear it was longing.

"Hayden. He technically doesn't work with me but he comes every day at the shopping centre only to see me. We talk for some time and he even walks me here, time to time."

I narrow my eyes. "How come I've never seen him?"

"I forced him to leave a block away so you couldn't catch me."

I nod, slightly disappointed but I understand her. Lexi is a strong girl, she has suffered a lot in the past and needs a lot of time to open up to her feelings.

"Are you mad at me?"

I frown but embrace her in a tight loving hug, again. "I'm not, cutie pie. You know I love you too much to stay mad at you. Besides I understand so no biggie."

"Thank you, Gaia. For understanding me." Comfortable silence surrounds us for a few minutes when she speaks again.

"Have you finally made up your mind? Are we going to the club?"

I chuckle. "Yup, we are."

She smiles at me and we carry on with Mulan, drifting off to sleep by the end, in the sofa, tangled with each other.

Clueless to what I was about to stumble in, tonight...

~•~

"I already bought our outfits. We just need to get ready."

"Okay."

I get up from the sofa, ignoring the soreness in my neck and almost everywhere, making my way idly to the bathroom. I have a quick hot shower, brush my teeth and blow dry my hair. When they're dry enough, I comb them and go back to the living room.

Lexi places 2 grey plastic bags on her bed and I waddle over at her, exited to see my dress. When she unzips the bag, I gasp.

A red short satin dress with straps lays inside, glowing prodigiously, under the plastic.



I caress the material, its cold softness sending shivers down my spine. Lexi seems to expect my opinion on the dress but I'm rendered speechless so I just embrace her side and kiss her cheek.

"I love this dress! It has my favourite colour, material and I think It fits me perfectly. Thank you so much! Even though I told you I don't want you to spend your money for me anymore."

She sighs and smiles yet it doesn't reach those blue eyes. "It's just daddy's money. Besides you're not a stranger, you're not even rapacious so you deserve all the things I do for you. We're best friend's." That warms my heart and fills me with undeniable euphoria.

I'm glad I shaved in the shower so I grab my dress, black panties and red push up bras, walking back to the bathroom and wearing the wonderful satin.

It fitted like a second skin. As I checked my reflection in the mirror, I smiled, satisfied. I never dressed up in fancy outfits and especially dresses. When I was a child, I adored dresses but growing up and realizing life was harder than I thought, I began loathing dresses and parties.

Yet I fell in love with first sight with this dress.

Lexi yelled my name. I found her with her squins outfit on, shimmering like a goddess.

"Come on, I'll do your hair and makeup. Then I'll proceed with mine." Bobbing my head, I sit in the bed and let her work her magic.

When she finishes, I'm handed a rounded small mirror.

I can't believe my eyes.

My hair are curled and put in a loose bun with strands of hair down. My lips are painted with sour cherry matte, I have contour, highlighting, mascara and eyeliner. Lexi, instead, straightened hers and left it down, applying dark eye shadow and nude lipstick.

By 8pm we slip on our heels, collect our shoulders bags and exit the apartment, in to the elevator. Lexi said I would finally meet Hayden since he would driving us.

She is anxious, I can tell. Her foot taps continuously on the hard tilted floor, fidgets with the sequins in her dress and nibbles on her lower lip.

"Lexi, hey relax, everything will be alright. Trust me."

Her eyes are full of panic. "What if it doesn't? I don't want my heart broken again, Gaia. I've managed to build these walls around me to shield from the world but what if-"

I place my hand in her shoulder. She looks absolutely beautiful tonight.

"There's no if or what, Lex. Take the dare. Yes, you might get your heart broken but...What if might not? It's better to see what happens. Lets go out there and meet Prince Charming." She grins.

The elevator comes to an end and we get outside. I notice a tall, bulky guy leaning against his expensive white Mercedes, dressed in blue denims and a black short sleeved shirt.

As we approach him, Hayden opens his mouth in surprise, his eyes raking all over her body. In return she blushes for the first time ever since I've met her.

I smile.

Hayden steps closer and wraps his at. around her, pulling half of her body for a hug. I stand there, feeling more than ever a third-wheel.

"Hey, Alex! You look really beautiful tonight." She thanked him, completely forgetting me. Alex?

Hayden has brown hair and summer sky blue eyes.

Seconds later he tilts his head and grins at me, raising his hand.

"You must be Gaia. Nice to meet you, I'm Hayden Maxwell. Alex has spoken so fondly for you."

I nod, smile politely and shake his hand. Hayden opens the passenger door for Lexi and the backseat door for me. We slip inside and he turns the engine on, driving away from the neighbourhood.

10 minutes later we're in front of the club, it's outrageously loud music blasting through. I've got a weird feeling at the pit of my stomach, like something bad would happen but I shake it off. I'm just paranoid.

We enter inside, crashing against the mass of people surrounding the room. Once more today, I'm hit with various disgusting smells that make me nauseous.

Alcohol, sweat, perfume and cologne, smoke and hash. Everything.

My eyes water. I blink my eyes repeatedly to ban the tears from falling and scurry after them. Black Eyed Peas I Gotta The Feeling, blows more obnoxiously if that's possible and I'm seconds away from escaping.

Nightclubs are totally not my scene.

The three of us droop on the high chairs by the bar. I remember when Lexi told me there was supposed to be another friend with us, however, Hayden interrupts me.

"Noah texted me when I was driving. He will meet us here in a bit." Lexi and I both nod, ordering our drink. Her and I order a martini while the golden boy gets a glass of whiskey.

I nudge Lexi, causing her to look at me questionably and whisper in her ear. "I think Hayden is indeed Prince Charming. So far, he has benign manners."

She stares at me dumbfounded. "What does that mean?" I laugh, letting out a snort though. Hayden looks up from his phone and smiles kindly at us.

"Hayden is here. He'll join us in a few seconds."

We both nod and I take a sip of my Martini. Hayden points at the door 4 seconds later when a tremendously tall, around 6'4 and muscled, guy enters the huge club room.

The handsome stranger gets closer to us and I completely condone my erratic heartbeats and just gaze at that outrageously good looking specimen.

When he's just inches away from me, I gulp at the intensity of those deep blue ocean eyes and coal hair. He gives his friend a smile and I almost faint.

Damn, he has dimples too. And they're hotter than mine.

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Thank you for reading! If you liked it, show me by voting this chapter, it would mean the world to me and share your thoughts and critism. Next chapters are going to be shorter but up 1000 words. What do you think for Gaia? Lexi? Hayden? What will happen with Lexi and the hot guy?