"Thank you everyone for coming tonight! We love you!" Shouted the lead vocalist of the band that just had their concert over Willrey City from the television. I yawned, placing my feet upon the coffee table then turning the television off and scrolled through my phone. I looked through into my favourite social medias accounts: Titter; Stargram; and Snoppyshot. Being alone and bored is not good, I feel like dying. With a groan, I put my phone back to the center table and gone to the kitchen to get some food. Well hello folks, my name is Lorien Adasha Daniel if you all ask. Also, I'm turning eighteen two months from now and I'm in my junior year in high school. I am living with my mom here in Stanford, while I don't know my father's whereabouts. Don't misunderstand that, I mean my parents aren't divorced or separated. My father's super workaholic; he goes place to place. I don't even remember w
"Lorien, sweetheart? Are you awake?" I heard a knock on my door repeatedly. With a grunt, I covered myself up with my blanket, not wanting to get up. I still want to get more sleep but then I heard my door creaking, I know it's mom entering my bedroom. "I know you're awake, honey." She said as she opened the curtain here in my room and pulled the sheets away from me. "Wake up, you're going to be late for school." "Ugh," I groaned, pulling back the sheets. "Five more minutes, mommy. I swear I'll get up." "No more five minutes, baby. Now, get up and shower, breakfast's ready." Mom replied, picking up some of my dirty clothes on the floor and cleaned up a little before completely leaving my room. I, once again, groaned as I get off of my bed lazily. After I've showered and blowing my hair dry, I put on a plain shirt with ripped jeans pairing it with black converse. When your mother's a fashionista,
Well I would have to say, the whole ride was damn quiet. It's as if the car was empty, Harry had turned the music player off and now it has become more awkward than before. As much as I wanted to start a conversation, I don't know what I should talk about. I wasn't as crazy as the other fans so obviously, I wouldn't know what's up. I just can't blurt anything out, I would definitely embarrass myself one more time. Especially because the one who was driving was Tybalt, if it was Milo I could start the talk unlike with this guy, he just gives off this aura that shouts "don't even dare to try talking with me". I keep on taking glances of him though, through the rear view mirror, it's a good thing he hadn't caught me. I'm so screwed if he did.I noticed that we're almost at my house, I cleared my throat, "Uh- turn right and stop by the wooden gate on your left," I told Tybalt as he nods his head up and down and did as he was told. Wow, what a good dog. Just kidding, anyways, Tyba
My eyes flew open, as I rubbed them with my hands, I sat up on my bed to look at my alarm clock—6:00 AM. Oh my gosh, this is almost a miracle! My mother would surely be proud of me for waking up before my alarm goes off! This is the first time this happened!I'm still half-asleep, I'm sorry..I stood up from my bed, running my fingers through my messy and greasy hair as I threw a bath towel upon my shoulder. I wore my plain black shirt as well as black skinny jeans and gray hoodie together with my white converse shoes, before getting to my hair which I had pulled my hair into a messy bun. A bun is too common but it's the easiest way for a girl to style her hair, especially if she was running late. Wouldn't you agree? Anywho, I slung my bag to my shoulder, applying lip gloss as I took one last look of myself from the mirror in front of me. I nodded my head before heading downstairs and I saw my mom reading her newsp
Just like the time that Tybalt was forced by Harry to take me home because Milo was busy writing lyrics for their new song, the ride to my house was quiet; all you could hear was Harry's snoring from the backseat. I really wanted to break the ice but then, I don't know what Tybalt and I should talk about. This is so awkward, oh my gosh. I kept thinking about what I could talk about with this guy sitting beside me, that I haven't even noticed that we have reached my home. Tybalt slowly turns his head to look at me and I gulped. "Ooh.. yeah! Yeah, right! I'm getting off," I unbuckle myself and got off their car. I bent down to thank him for driving him home but he was already on his phone. I pouted, turning around to get to my house's gate. I was about to go inside when Harry called for my name, so I turned back around and faced him. "Yes?" "Can we...hang out?" I chortled, "Didn't we just earlier?"
I was awoke when I felt my phone buzzing by my side, I groan. I was dreaming about the time when Milo has pulled me close and took me into his arms! I rolled my eyes and uncovered half of my body to reach for it from my nightstand and realized that it was a text message. But then, who in the world would text me this early? With a growl, I opened the message.Hey, good morning :) better get ready cause we'll be there in fifteen.I perked a brow.Who's this?I uncovered myself completely from the sheets, sitting up on my bed as I found a pencil from my table and used it for my hair to get it all out of my face, then my phone buzzed.Milo :)My eyes widened. I didn't expect him to actually text me or something, but he did. I was expecting him to only say something like, hey we're in front of your house or like, get ready for school, but no, he s
"Lorien, sweetie!" I groaned as I heard my mother's voice from the other side of the door. "Get up now, it's eight in the morning!" I grabbed another pillow from my bed and put it over my head, but I could still hear my mother shouting my name over and over."Lorien! Adasha!"I rolled my eyes, throwing my pillow to the white tiled floor with another groan."Lo-""I'm awake!" I yelled, messing up my hair and slapped my face with both of my hands. Then I pass them through my hair, soon scratching the back of my head before going downstairs."You're finally up, thank goodness." Mom mumbles as I sat on my chair and started eating my cereal then rubbed my both eyes and yawned."Gee... you never change, do you? Waking you up is really a hard task!" She ad
"We will be leaving tomorrow for tour."Say what?Turning my head to look at Harry, I felt his grip on my shoulder tightening, he was still watching the sunset. He was nibbling with his lips as he brings his head down and sighs, "Well.. tour is here," he whispers.My eyes widened, I really thought I had just misheard it but I did not. Zenith is really leaving for tomorrow... Zenith is leaving for their tour... Zenith is going to be away for a month and a half... My hands slowly dropped to my sides, eyes were still big and wide."Wha-what did you say?" Harry looked down to his shoes, his hands inside the pockets of his coat. "You've got to be kidding me," I whispered to myself as I backed myself away from him. Shoving my phone back to the pocket of my jeggings, I walked past him.I didn't want to believe that what I heard from Harry was true, as my eyes
It has been two weeks since the last time Tybalt and I have seen each other. Although he's sending me texts, calling me.. none of those can ever compare if I see him. I really miss him. He even shows up to my dreams sometimes at night, but the situation there is not much any different than what we have now in reality— Tybalt and I cannot be together. The dreams would always end in him, walking away from me. It scares me so much.. as much as I don't want to think about it, but what if Tybalt really chooses to leave me? I am aware of how much difficult and hard this is, not just for me but for the both of us. Thanks to these people chasing me around, we cannot meet in secret. Plus, I always had to call Milo whenever I leave my home, because that's what Tybalt told me. I wonder if Milo is irritated with me, for always dragging him along. Also, the articles that were going around the internet about me and Milo were all taken down. It is all thanks to the power of their father. I am gratef
First thing I saw this morning was a text message from Lorien— my fianceé. I could not help but feel giddy and excited inside. It had been such a while since she had sent me a text. Hi Mi. I know it is still too early and you're sleeping, but could you drive me to school today? I'm sorry to ask you but I do not feel safe outside. A bunch of reporters had camped outside of my house.My eyes widen in shock. These people really... I never imagined them doing this to Lorien. This could be because of me. If only my father hadn't broadcasted to the world my proposal to her that night, this wouldn't happen. Lorien could still live the same way her life had always been. I feel guilty. And I truly hate the fact that I am happy that she's asking for my help.. she cannot be seen in the public with Tybalt, or else that will cause a huge scene. Lorien could get in trouble if they get caught meeting in secret. This is why she is turning to me.. I don't hate it. It makes me happy but hey, I am just
"Hello?" It is four-twenty in the morning. I decided to call my 'fiancé' to ask for his help. If his idea ever works, then I would be free from this arrangement as early as possible. My dad is really wrong for wanting to control my life and do everything in his way. Milo is on the other end, I am not surprised to know that he is still awake at this hour. "Can you help me?" "Anything, babe. What is it?" "Let's end this arrangement, Mi. I want to go back to your brother.. please.." There was silence, for a moment I thought he had ended the call but no. I could hear him breathing. That must have hurt him.. he just confessed that he still has feelings for me and here I am, begging him to help me get back in the arms of another man — his brother. "Tybalt had requested for you to stay as my fianceé, didn't he?" That is right.. I nearly forgot about what Tybalt has asked of me. I really don't get it though, why do I have to stay as his brother's fiancé while he finds for a way to break
The door clicks behind me as I get my shoes off, finding my mother seated on the sofa. My dry throat craves for water, Mom notices me walking around the room. "You're back a little late, honey. Where have you been?" "Oh.. just stopped by, you know, somewhere. I wanted to take some air." My feet run to the stairs but mother stopped me by asking a question. "Have you heard from your teacher?" "How you called into my school to say you're dropping me out?""Lorien..""Mother, do you realize what you guys are doing? You are basically taking away my life. Is this what you think is the best for me?" "I've tried talking it out with your father, sweetheart, but he just never listens.. you know how he is.." "Mom, couldn't you try harder? Please.. I don't want to get to the point where I'm gonna think it was best when he wasn't here." ***The sound of my alarm woke me up, only to get reminded of the fact that I am now a drop out and will soon begin the life of a homeschooled student. Befo
"Daniel, Mr. Seo is asking for you.""Yeah.. thanks." It is not even past lunch yet, and the teacher is already wanting to see me. I don't think that I have done something against the classroom or school rules though, why is Mr. Seo finding for me? "Hey," The boy beside me throws an arm over my shoulders. "are you okay? You've been wearing that expression for days. Is this because of your engagement with Milo?" "Shush! Don't talk about that, Harry! Can't you see it's a very sensitive topic?" I cannot give them the same energy back, and it has been days, what Harry said was true. For one, am truly bothered with my engagement with Milo; and two, Tybalt has not been replying to me nor answering any of my calls. I really want to talk to him.. badly want to see him.. but it seems as though he does not care about this too much. Your girlfriend is getting married with somebody else, to make it worse it is with your brother, yet you are not doing anything about it. I get that he is upset,
"Lorien, I ask you to marry me." Milo kneels to the ground, right hand digging into his pocket and then pulled out a diamond ring. My head turned up once more but Tybalt has already gone, my eyes laid down on my parents, father was mouthing for me to say yes and accept Milo's proposal. Flashes of what I think are hundred cameras surround the both of us, and this no doubt, is being aired live on TV. Milo remains on that position with hopeful eyes, the words he told me earlier plays like a broken record and I just cannot humiliate him here. People already have been hating me for dating him in secret, I cannot add up more to that. "Are you getting this?" "Is the camera rolling?" "We're live, aren't we?" My shaking right hand comes forward, as Milo's face lights up with glee and carefully slides the ring down my finger. His strong arms pulled me into his chest as the crowd begins to roar. This choice was mine. I should not blame anybody for this. ***"Here you are." Milo breaks the
"What color do you think would go with your dress?" mother asks, showing me two shades of lipstick with a smile across her face. Today, I am getting ready for my and Milo's engagement party. Tybalt has been avoiding since the announcement, calling him on his cell never worked once. I can understand though. If I learned that my boyfriend is going to get engaged to another girl, I would be acting the same as him. However, it is just really sad how he tries his best to reject me. "Honey.. I know it's hard. But I need you to bear with this for a little longer." Mom rests her warm hand over my shoulder while I relieve a sigh. "Milo doesn't want to do this either, does he? I'm pretty sure he'll call this off in an instant." "I don't know, mom.." My feet pace around the room, fingernails in between my teeth before running a hand through my hair. "Tybalt hasn't been answering any of my calls. It's making my anxiety worse, and Milo... he doesn't seem to be against of this engagement.""What
The loud banging on my bedroom's door woke me up. I checked the time on the clock, 6:45 in the morning. "I told you we'll be leaving early today!" My father yells from the other side. The day has not even started, and yet my mood is sour already. "I want to see you downstairs in ten minutes!" The knocking disappears along with his heavy footsteps. Throwing a towel over my shoulder, I get inside the shower and wore whatever I got from the cabinet. Milo and I already knew each other, what's the point of dressing up? He'll be okay if I wear jeans and a shirt. "Oh Lorien...— what are you wearing!?" my mother exclaims, looking over her shoulder and pulls me back into my room. "You can't wear this! You'll be meeting—""Don't we already know each other? Milo won't be bothered." "Your dad is not going to let you leave like this! Please, do not anger him any more. He's already like this because he knows for a fact that you're against of this engagement." I raise a brow. "Oh, am I? Gosh.. I
"Hey!" Harry pops in front of me without warning, making me jump as he throws a shoulder on me. "What do you say, we stop and grab a bite on the way home?" "Is there never a time that you are not hungry, Harold?" "Yes, apparently, Miss Gilbert. Now why don't we go, hm? My stomach is grumbling." The vibration from my pocket is not stopping. Pulling out my cell, it is a message from Milo. He has been sending me texts and even started calling me, whatever his reason is, I do not wish to hear. Everything between us has already been settled. Does he not have Odette? Why is he being like this all of a sudden? "Lorien?" "Yeah?" Harry is holding out the car door, I realize he was waiting for me to hop in. "You coming?""May... I'll pass today, guys."Evette's head pops out through the window. "Is something wrong? Are you okay?" I nodded. "Yeah! I'm fine! There's just... My mom asked me to go to the supermarket for her today. We're out of tissue paper. I'm really sorry." "Okay then, be