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MY UTOPIA New beginning
CLAIREMy heart raced as I saw Ethan crumple to the ground, his body lying still where the plank had struck him. Panic surged through me, and I rushed to his side. “Ethan! Are you okay?” I knelt beside him, my voice trembling. His eyes fluttered open, and he groaned in pain. “Why did you have to be so stubborn?” he muttered through gritted teeth. “I-I thought I could handle them ,” I said, my hands shaking as I checked him over for injuries. “Why did you come after me?” I asked .Ethan winced as he tried to sit up. “You’re not exactly subtle when you’re in trouble. And don’t think this means I’m going to be nice to you or anything.” Despite his words, I could see the concern in his eyes. I pulled out my phone and called for an ambulance, unable to shake the image of him getting hit. “Just hold on, okay? Help is coming.” Ethan looked at me, his expression softer than usual. “You really know how to cause a scene, don’t you?” I managed a weak smile despite my worry. “Well, I
MY UTOPIA DIRTY HAIR
CLAIRE I approached the mirror with care, pausing for a final look at my outfit—it is my most beloved dress. The dark circles under my eyes from the overnight rehearsal didn't come as a much surprise . "It better be worth it," I murmured softly to myself.As I debated whether to keep my hair in a bun or let it cascade over my shoulders, my phone rang, playing "Heartbeat" by Christina Perri. I smiled nervously, knowing exactly who was calling and that he was close by. With a chuckle, I answered the call, my nerves palpable."Hey Sydney! Are you ready?" Philip's voice buzzed with excitement over the phone."Yeah... I guess I am," I replied softly."Hey? What's wrong?" His excitement faded as concern crept into his tone.Sometimes I wonder what good I had done in my past life to come across someone as sweet as he is ."Um... nothing... I just don't...""Come on, spill it already," he interrupted impatiently."Okay... fine. What if this is a wrong decision? What if I get there and I don'
MY UTOPIA NOT AGAIN
ETHANWhy would someone like you do that to my car? Do you even know how much the car is worth? It's not like you'd even know, cause I can tell you've never been in one your entire existence!" I yelled, annoyed.She just stood there, staring at me as if she'd seen a ghost."Are you even listening to me?" I half yelled."Erm... what? What did you say again?""Oh, so you're not just dirty, you're deaf too, right?" I asked, fuming with anger."How dare you call me dirty when you were the one that splashed dirty water on me?" She yelled back, causing me to flinch.How did she go from being a deaf scaredy-cat to this yelling maniac?"Do you actually think you have the right to yell at me?" She asked, pointing to her ruined dress and hair .I sighed gently seeing how badly her clothes are ruined, and I strangely feel bad for doing that to her. Am I crazy? Why should I feel bad for her? How much can the dress be worth compared to my car's windscreen? Judging from the way she looks, it's obvi
MY UTOPIA CRAZY JERK!
PHILIP The moment I saw her standing outside, looking dejected, I sighed slowly. I know it didn't go as planned. Oh, good lord, I hate seeing her sad.I alighted from the car and shouted, "Hey Sydney!" as I walked closer to where she is standing. She looked up at me and ran straight into my arms, sobbing, and I could feel the coldness of her tears dampening my shirt.I wrapped my arms around her and started patting her gently, and we remained like that for a while."I'm sorry for ruining your shirt," she said, pointing at my already tear-soaked clothes.I chuckled lightly."We should get going; it's getting late," I responded, and she smiled gently as we both walked towards the car. I opened the passenger's seat, and she hopped in, muttering "thank you" gently.I walked over to the driver's seat after she had settled in, reached over to the parcel on the chair in the backseat, and brought it to her face.She giggled, and I smiled. It's nice to finally see her smile."A promise is a p
MY UTOPIA PAIN IN THE NECK
CLAIREI frowned at how Philip keeps laughing after I had told him that crazy jerk now works at the restaurant. It seems he's enjoying this."So tell me, how did you guys react to each other after the introduction by your boss?" He asked amidst laughter."I just stared at him dumbfoundedly, and when I finally got myself together and stretched a hand to him, can you imagine that idiot just ignored me and said hi," I responded, still agitated from what happened.Philip burst into laughter again, and I glared at him."You're really enjoying this, right?" I asked."Hey, come on, but I'd really like to meet the guy that constantly gets under your skin," he responded, still smiling."You said he was driving an expensive car the first time you guys met. Why would someone like that be working part-time at the restaurant?" He asked.I never even thought of that. He looked like a totally spoiled rich brat, and now that I'm thinking about it, he still looked somewhat bratty in the uniform."I do
MY UTOPIA EVERYONE HURTS
ETHANChuckling lightly as she glared at me, I could tell she was cursing me in her mind. After the other day at the market, her hatred for me has grown really tall, and I find that amusing. I like the way she reacts whenever I get on her nerves, and it makes me want to do more.Mathew rushed out of his office and started telling all the customers to leave. Claire and I both stared at him curiously. What's going on? Two big vehicles with dark-tinted glasses parked in front of the restaurant. One of the vehicles looks like that of an escort, and at that point, I realized what was going on.My insides started churning with anger. Mathew successfully drove the customers away, and THAT MAN walked in, smiling at everybody until his gaze got to me, and he frowned."What are you doing here?" I asked coldly."Greetings first, young man! Don't be rude," he responds sternly.Mathew took Claire by the hand, and they both hurried away.He sat down and pointed to the chair in front of him. "Sit do
MY UTOPIA Never say never
ETHANI knocked gently on Michael's door. "Come in," he responded, and I walked in. "Ethan? How may I help you?" he asked, surprise evident on his face. "Erm... nothing much. How are you?" I asked, immediately regretting coming to his office. What am I even doing here? "I'm sure you didn't come to my office for the first time in weeks just to ask how I am, so spill, Ethan. What do you have to say?" he asked. I sighed. Fine! "That girl... she has not been coming to work for the past two days. Is she okay?" I asked, swallowing my pride and ignoring every sense organ in my body telling me not to ask. "Oh, Claire? She's, um... wait! Are you worried about her?" he asked excitedly, like a child given candy. "Never mind," I responded, turning to walk out. "She called in sick," he said, and I paused in my tracks. Sick? Is she very sick? Could it be because I pushed her? Did she hurt herself when she fell? I walked out immediately without turning back. It’s all my fault. Why did I
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