{' Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.'}There's nothing tastier than that morning if you were enjoying your moment having breakfast with your girlfriend.But on the contrary, Khloe was ruining my good mood ever since she had talked to me about her close relationship with Quinn. She may be a little closer to her but I was the girlfriend here.Quinn and I fell for each other instantly. All I had to do was to get closer to her which would be fairly easy because obviously, I'm the Arisa Gail Valentine. Not that I'm bragging about my irresistible charm but I would do everything to be someone she could trust even if I have no chance against Khloe, who almost stayed with her forever.Next step—— to be closer. But how close?First, physically, as I had initially planned once I have met her. However, Quinn was really giving me a hard time from her unexpected behavior. Usually, I was the one who's always taking charge. But given
Quinn{' It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial. '}"Give me details."I rolled my eyes as I marched into my room and sat on the couch, slouching. "There is no such details if she can't even remember everything last night.""Yeah, that's why I'm asking you about it," Khloe insisted as she jumped over my bed."She is now my girlfriend. That's the detail you're asking about. Happy now?"I'm happy. Why am I happy?She hummed, rolling over then looked at me with a grin on her lips. "I know about that. She even took her time to show me that you're now her girlfriend. The question is how?""Nothing romantic happened so take it down on your head. I just blurted it out that she's my girlfriend this morning and that's it.""What?!" Khloe exclaimed as she jerked up. "No kneeling or red thread of fate BS or... or butterflies in the stomach or even a spark or anything.I let out a frustrated sigh. "First, I don't kneel for such a t
Quinn{'You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy.'}"Yes, I clearly remember everything," I answered, meeting my sister's grave eyes that were similar to mine.She was disappointed at me for not telling her about my moment with Arisa that night. She didn't know anything about what happened after Arisa and I escaped from the stage. She knew about how I've met Risa when were only nine but not entirely how much I've known her for years from her father's stories.Of course, she was going to be upset because we are sisters. Once upon a time, we made a promise to each other that we would always tell everything even a small detail. She didn't want any secrets when it comes to me because she had this duty in her mind that she would protect me from everything.And I hated it. It was like I was some weak girl that needed to be watched all the time. Yes! It made me feel so important. But sometimes, it's getting frustrating. She undoubtedly kn
{'Beauty is a curse on the world, it keeps us from seeing who the real monster are.'}Heartbroken.A sensation of which your heart has been trampled to bits and pieces by a person. A venom in your stomach and a tight knot in your throat. As if all the wings of butterflies inside you were torn to bleed. It is when each of the days becomes a battle to carry on and each of the night becomes a war against your own nightmare. It's an invariable swing of emotions, the worst feeling ever and no matter how hard you try to forget them, they drift right back into your thoughts.I was left by someone I had loved for the first time. She died horribly because of me. And it gave me a reason to believe that love is not something you can attain easily even if we had the same feelings. That time, I felt like I was six feet underground.Then I met my angel.When I saw her for the first time, a spark of hope began. She looked so stunning and untouchable, that if tainted, the clouds would open apart to w
{'Can you imagine finding someone who stays?'}After I slammed my locker open, I tossed my books a little bit rough inside, causing all my stuff to fall on the floor. I cursed loudly, my voice produced echoes in the clear hallway. What a great day, indeed!I missed out on Chemistry because of Quinn so I didn't have the option but to stay at the gazebo for a while before I decided to wait for my friends in front of my locker. I was so aggravated at myself because I really messed up. Things were getting worse every minute of every hour. These mixed feelings for her were tumbling me from top to bottom and I had this gut that it would get shoddier every time I would see her angelic face almost every day of my senior life.Winding on my knees, I heard the last bell rang and all the student's various chattering could finally be heard around. Gathering together my stuff with one hand (the other holding my laptop), someone lent me a hand as they took my stuff from the floor. I gave them my th
{'I was never insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.'}If I could describe this situation, I could name a few things and it still would be a huge understatement.The food was brilliant, of course-- a complete course of French cuisine which was set professionally over the table with non-alcoholic red wines for each one of us. The seat arrangement was somewhat awkward.Dad urged me to sit next to Quinn because we were practically still together for him. As Tiana had told him, we were just quarreling-- no big deal! He was already accepting our relationship but I have no idea if Quinn and I were okay.Of course, not! Quinn and I were not okay.Next to me, Mom was chatting enthusiastically with Aunt Claire while my father seated at the head table. They were completely oblivious of what was happening. I was staring down at my plate, refusing my eyes to end up in a discomfited circumstances. If I look up, I was sure that Khloe would give me one of her nasty smirks. If I turn
Quinn{'I took the leap and built my wings on the way down to yours.'}I was completely clueless. I didn't know what they were thinking. Or what was I thinking and what's gotten to my sister's head when she stole that black album from me.Before we headed to the dinner, I had no clue what Khloe was fussing about. She seemed anxious, telling me that I'm a dim-witted girl for not having the courage to feel even a little bit of something for Risa. Although she didn't know how much I feel so different just from seeing her breathing.My sister—— she clearly knew that being with Risa was like chasing a rainbow yet she was too stubborn to hear what she was saying to me.Or maybe I was the stubborn one. My mind was turning down my own heart's plea. My body knew who it wanted. My eyes would always make their way to where they loved to gaze. My hands were responding to who it wanted to hold dearly yet my mouth wouldn't even escape a single word for her to be all mine. But my lips would always w
{'There are people who take the heart out of you and there are people who put it back.'}Watching the stars hanging dazzlingly in the clear sky, I couldn't help but smile ever so lovely while thinking of her. If I could express magically how happy I was, then I was probably flying over the moon, watching all the meteors showering over my head. If I could describe all the rumbling butterflies within me, their wings were probably shining in beatitude. It felt like I was laying over the clouds, wandering on the seventh heaven instead of sitting on my room's balcony.Peeking inside my room, I grinned contently at my friends, seeing that they were all snuggling together over my king-sized bed. Of course, Hilary was between the couple so that she could prevent the two from touching each other. Standing up and tiptoeing without a sound, I slipped inside my walk-in bedroom closet. I turned on the chandelier lights and started to rummage through my jewelry drawers. Once I found the old golden