**My University Days**The first day of university that I had worked so hard for was a gloomy day with dark clouds. That didn’t make me look forward to my time at university any less that I initially did. After getting accepted into the business school of one of the leading universities in the country, it was an added bonus that one of my friends from high school also made it. It wasn’t exactly a surprise that she also made it because we had studied hard together in order to make it. I had to say that I was pleasantly surprised that another girl from my class was aiming to major in business in university like I did. Perhaps it was common for girls in other schools but the girls in my school usually took the marriage route or attending major in the arts. Her name is Francia, and she had been attending the same high school as me; however, we did not get close to each other until we found out that we shared the same goal for university. Although I would like to say that Francia was tru
Francia looked nervously from me to Brandon and then to her boyfriend. It was apparent that she wasn’t sure how to react in this situation. “Brandon…hey…Brandon…” Philip hissed as he nudged his friend with his elbow. The man called Brandon let out a sigh before glancing up from the book that he was reading. At that moment, his eyes met mine and I sucked in a rapid breath at the beauty of his grey eyes. He smirked at me before closing his book and placing it down on the table in front of him. “My name is Brandon. It is a pleasure to meet you girls; however, this guy here isn’t my best friend,” Brandon said almost monotonously. His cold reaction disturbed Francia and I could see her panicking. On the other hand, I found his attitude so refreshing and different from the other men that I’ve met before who would fawn all over me. When he looked at me just now, I felt like he really saw me for who I was. “Please don’t say that. We’re good friends, right?” Philip said almost pleadingly.
“Miss Elena are you truly in love with Brandon?” an old man with a white beard asked. No…but for the sake of repaying my debt…yes…“It’s a little embarrassing to say it out loud but…I am indeed very much in love with him. Unlike my first marriage, I hope with all my heart that my second marriage will be for love and no other reason,” I said before smiling humbly and then bowing my head slightly. Glancing up, I could tell that the board members seemed satisfied with my response. Various of them nodded. Even if they didn’t like my story, I was sure that they at least believed that Brandon and I are dating right now. “I guess that’s more than enough interrogation for my beautiful girlfriend for the day. I wouldn’t want to put a frown on her pretty face,” Brandon cut in as he could sense that the audience seemed to have had their fill. Suddenly, Brandon wrapped his arms around my waist and began hugging me from behind to the surprise of everyone in the room. I turned my head back a li
“I wonder if it’s still there…” I mumbled to myself. There used to be a sweet shop a short walk from our university where Brandon and I would drop by often for me to restock my supply of sweet goodies. The old couple that ran that shop was a loving couple and they always gave me free extras. Brandon would tease me about getting fat or rotting my teeth out from eating too many candies. However, whenever I got depressed or we got into a fight, he would buy me candies from that store to cheer me up all the time. “The store? It’s not…sadly,” Brandon replied. “Really?” I exclaimed with disappointment as I turned to face him. “Yeah, I checked…” he replied with certainty. He checked? Did he go back there just to check on it? I looked at Brandon as he casually picked up a pink heart-shaped lollipop. Just like back then, the cute candy doesn’t seem to fit his image when he held it in his hand. I was going to ask him why he went back to check but I decided not to. “That’s too bad. Well,
“Thank you so much, Brandon. I would have liked to say that I didn’t want it back, but I guess I do. I know I don’t need these luxurious things after I lost them, but it still feels so good to see them all back together like this…” I thanked him honestly. “You always hated losing your things, right?” Brandon whispered from above my head. His tone was so gentle that it brought tears to my eyes. This is bad, I’m going to start crying for real.“Thank you…” I whispered as I stared up into his grey eyes. “Don’t start crying. You’re supposed to be over the moon happy about this and you better be. This all costed a small fortune,” Brandon said in a mocking huff. I smiled knowingly at him. It was a small miracle that he managed to buy back everything for me; however, that didn’t mean that I felt comfortable taking it back. “You know, I’m just glad that the collection has been kept together. However, I don’t think I can accept this gift after all,” I said honestly. “Who says I’m handing
“Yes, we have seen parts of the script before accepting the offer for EROS to star in the movie. Regarding the issue…” Mark began inquiring once again about the issue mentioned. I was starting to see the issue that he wanted to discuss now because if I remembered correctly, EROS’s problem was…“Honestly, we’re not sure if EROS can adequately express deep love, desperate longing, and passion on screen. I know that EROS has been successful in many movies prior to this but they were all action movies,” the director raised his concern. “What do I have to do to prove that I am capable of taking on the role?” EROS asked. I was so shocked that he actually spoke that I almost gasped out loud. EROS sounded serious and I could tell that he was determined to get casted in this movie no matter what. “There’s a new scene that the scriptwriter just adapted for me. Of course, it’s a love scene. I’ll pass the script onto you, and I want you to act it out for me. That’s all,” the director said sim
Despite my brilliant display of courage in front of EROS, the issue of the script bothered me greatly. That night, I ate almost a pint of ice cream by myself as I sat on the floor of my room and leaned my back against my bed. I hated my stress-eating habits. Honestly, I’ve never succumbed to this before in years. It wasn’t even this bad when George passed away. I stuffed another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth before sucking on the spoon, feeling the cold stainless against my tongue. That night I went to sleep with dreams of various scenes that might appear in the script that the director would mail over. I thought my imagination had run quite wild in my dreams as I dreamt up various classic romantic scenes from movies that I’ve seen before. However, I was about to find out that my imagination couldn’t beat that of a professional scriptwriter. The next day was another day with EROS and his manager at the agency. Since I didn’t sleep very well the night before, I had a slight hea
“Let’s start reading the lines. We’re not physically acting it out yet but try your best to put emotion into your voice. This is a very emotional scene. She just lost her parents, she is scared, she is devastated so on and so forth. EROS, you try your best to comfort her,” Doreen instructed. My hand clenched harder around the script as I felt increasingly dizzy. I tried not to look down at the lines, instead, I looked over at EROS. “Ok…” he said. “Let’s start. I’ll be Naomi for you because you have to be Dylan. From the top please,” Doreen said. “Naomi…are you ok?” EROS said, basically reading the script. Doreen frowned by decided to go on. “I’m so scared. I don’t know what happened. Why did my parents…” Doreen said while sobbing. She wasn’t crying but it sounded like she was. Wow…“Let’s go to my room for now,” EROS said emotionlessly. Doreen sighed softly but decided to continue. “Thank you for helping me…” Doreen mumbled sadly. “Have you called the police?” EROS asked. Su