1st Competition - VOTE NOW

A night of full moon in the park. I search him as always. No way to find it. Why does he flee? But I'm not bother to walk in his research in the middle of the night, strangely. I am not afraid. As if the full moon was there to watch over me. A bit like if I was out of this world night.

I hear not get closer. Too heavy to belong to what I seek. My gaze was turned towards the path. What does this person here? His golden eyes expressed his surprise to see me. I guess my big dark eyes with this veil of indifference. He chose this moment to jump into my arms. He also looks at the unknown with distrust.

Disappear. In my bedroom, he sleeps in his basket. I will make a bad encounter to force out the evening. But I am no quiet if my cat is not there. By the way, I did not always quiet. Why? I think in this light. The moon? No, his golden eyes. They shone.

******

I dislike go to school. Follow the flow of students. There's nothing worse than a private school. I remain alone, I'm going too. It seems that university students of art will come today. My brother perhaps? I do not like working group. Especially with strangers. With luck, I'll be with my brother?

The critical moment arrives. This is the landing in the schoolyard. I hear the murmurs of the crowd away from me. I prefer to focus my attention on this trickster . Which window have I forgotten closing? Until the chaos disappeared, I take him in my arms to caress .

I thought I heard a noise, but I could see nothing. Sometimes I feel like him. On alert, suspicious. It is true that we look like each other, him and me. My hair as his black coat. My eyes as blue and dark than its own. But I am not a cat, me. It seems that this is the university students who choose their model.

***

False hope, I was taken. I could refuse, but in this case, it is impossible. As he said: "Who is silent, acquiesce". A follower of proverbs? A photographer and a painter. It goes together? After me, the whole school who is disappointed. My brother has good taste, it is already. My cat is a much better model. If he agrees to not move.

The unknown to the evening becomes unknown to the day. That it will better. The sun is shining the blond wicks which are coming out of his brown cap. He is quite audacious. I will live a nightmare. I prefer to remain discreet, that other leave me alone. Here, he will take care of me. His golden eyes will be constantly fixed on me.

It turns out that I can avoid him during the course. Joke of destiny. My cat has yet escaped. The park is still desert. The moon illuminates always the way. My cat is always undiscovered. The routine is strange sometimes. I wonder if one day it does not jumped in my arms after a few hours of research? If he left permanently? What would I do? For now, I can sleep quietly looking him in his basket.

******

I was once told that after a good night's sleep, everything is better. In this case, why the sun follows me? Or rather I should mention that photography student who smiles all the time. What will happen to be so happy so early? It does not matter, I do not look after him. That I am his model or not, I will not change my habits.

He looks even more pleased when I passed him by ignoring it. What a strange person. He is still wearing the brown cap driver. And white gloves? Dressings, he cut? Why do I pay attention to details as stupid, once into the school, I do no see him more of the day.

Again, I think that the destiny has decided to not fulfill my wishes. An authorization for recreation. Why not, but he does not compel to fix me when I eat. How has he found me ? I have a smile for any response. Not as talkative as yesterday. If he remains calm, I am willing to tolerate.

***

Finally, I withdraw what I said. Have you set eyes unabated, is to become paranoid. If he has something to say, he do so. I thought he wanted to take photographs for his project. In any case, my brother was able to make some sketches. An ear or an eye. Sometimes a whole leg. It depends on the speed at which my cat away.

The weekend arrives and yet I feel that I am not going to rest. And I was right. In fact my brother has insightful guess how much would be going my day. But at this point, I thought perhaps not. If he opened a shop clairvoyance rather than doing the painting? He is not credible with her two stuffed animals which he does not leave.

In deed, it is perhaps a traitor. If I had known that my brother collaborate so with this strange individual. Where lies the key to my room? But a locked door can stop him? Should not that I overestimates neither. Well, my cat is already down?

We must believe that he became a traitor too. Let express not see it on the knees of another. Sometimes, listening to the forecasts of his brother may be useful. I prefer not imagine the discussion that the photographer would have started if I was down in pajamas as usual

******

We have no idea invite in people so early. Especially for train you outside without your opinion. I am obliged to follow. No, not her smile or her eyes sparkling who convinced me. Just that, the sooner it is done, the sooner I can return. I forgot to shut the window of the kitchen.

Why he takes me here? I thought he wanted to make photographs? So why go to a funfair? He hoped "buy" my good will? If believe that a round of horse riding and a cotton candy can convince me, he is wrong. I do not like cotton candy.

He looks like a kid amazed. Must confess that it is funny to see him smile like that. He still has not left his brown cap and white gloves. It makes me a little thought to a street children found in old novels. He comes back to me. What I want to do? I don't mind about that. It was he who brought me here, so he thinks about.

He lost his smile? No, it was just surprise. And the more he laughs. When he had finished laughing at me, he may decide? And forward. He stopped all proud in front of a merry-go-round wood. I think he goes to be crazy. I wonder how he managed to convince me to climb above? Surrounded by children. And everybody who watches us.

***

Angry? Me? What a stupid idea! It is true that I am never angry before. Maybe because this is the first time that I am not alone? In any case, he apologized with a big smile. The difference between a funfair and an amusement park, it's that the funfair is smaller. I made him think. The answer comes to me by surprise. I thought not a boy like him prefer simple things. But it's not my problem.

I appreciate the fact that he takes his responsibilities for taken me away forcibly without warned me. I have not my wallet. In addition, I could prepare something to take away. Not that I particularly want to cook for him, but I'm gene. How can it remain as calm. No, it is perhaps not the appropriate word.

I imagine very well what must think the people around us. And I try to remain impassive. But he should stop to smile at me like that when he speaks to me. By the way, very much that I can return. Even if it's good that we eat. Should I try once. He stopped talking. I turned his head to see that in fact he disappeared. Where will the world goes if it starts to take my habits?

I do not seek him. And if I went? I can help my brother to take my cat. He does never happen otherwise. Unless that happens to have a gluttony. I'm already walked towards the exit. There is more people than this morning. But for me, this is a mass. They all look alike. Just this person blond who has just catch up with me. I have done, once again.

******

Describe my day? What a strange idea. I do not understand people who sums up everything in a notebook that anyone can read. I prefer to keep everything in my head. This day was not so bad. I think I even managed to have fun at a time. I am parade in my head memories today, based on the edge of my window. The sun dips gently. I note that I smile, without knowing why.

Why we woke up in the middle of the night? Not that it bothers me specially, but I can not sleep. The purrs my cat does not rock me. I look at the time. It is already tomorrow. It's pretty stupid to say it, actually. In a few small hours, I see him again. He will do nothing new. I hear like beats. That my heart calms down a little.

Me, eager to see? Never. Not even a little? Certainly not! It is important that I can convince myself, if I never sleep. A boy also ... as what? He's not like me, this is my opposite in everything. Really? I am a shadow and he is a light. The shadow and the light. Even this little smile that has reappeared.

***

I have not slept enough. When I am asleep, I am not vigilant enough. I'm down, forgetting that he would be there. I yawn before I noticed him at the same place yesterday. He greet me the hand and apologized. I do not understand, as I'm like my head is empty. I am sure that in the morning, my eyes are darkener. And today, the fog was thick.

I see clearer after a breakfast. Unfortunately. I realize that I'm in pajamas. What I do have the same mind that a ghost. He is probably too polite for me to reflect. Or I do not remember ?

I do not see him on the sofa when I go downstairs. He left? Disappointment. Why am I happy? This does not make me particularly happy that he is there. He is extended, my cat sleeps on him. Which trick he used to tame it? Saying that even my brother can not approach it at this point. I look him sleep, dreamer.

His eyes have catch me. Bust coffee table. I can not retreat. But no question of diverting their eyes. I will support this with my eyes sparkling eyes veiled. I am overcome by a smile. He always bugged me. My brother is gone. Traitor. He will have my news when he will go home. But for now, should I can release its grip.

******

I do not understand. He does not take me. He can not move without risking to disturb my cat. Yet, I can not move too. He has a face so serious. I do not like that. Something wrong. He does not speak. I will lose patience. Become annoyed. It's so not me. I have never been like that. But everything was boring before. I feel that I am going to explode.

I stand up, he must be outside my field of vision. This time, it keeps me by the wrist. He continues to look at me, smiling. He still says nothing. I can not stand more. I feel frigid with him. But I say what I think. I do not even know why I worry for his project. Because I made party? But I am not here to worry about in his place. The words come out, I do not even know what I'm saying. And then silence. Lumbering.

He keeps me no more. He does smile no more. He was surprised? Why does he want her bag? I am not a servant! Yet I seek it and lays it at the feet of the sofa. I know he can not reach it. It is up to me to look inside. There is a protective cover for camera. It is empty or cameras have become extremely light. A thick envelope, closed. And finally plush with the size of my cat. A white cat with gold eyes. It seems my black cat when he sleeps.

***

He looks at me. Always this face so serious. The plush is a gift. He did not have time to give it to me yesterday. Really? For me? He had nothing better to do than waste time in the carnival? He care a hang his art project? I should just thank him. And the place I "admonish " him again on his recklessness. And the photographs he wanted to do?

The envelope? I opened and there, everything falls on my hands. Dozens of photographs spread parterre. He never stopped doing his job. They are not photographs made quickly, but it's neat. I grudge against me all of a sudden. Why did he say nothing? But if I had been aware he would have failed to take those shots. The poses would not be natural.

He delicately removed my cat. He collects photographs fell to earth. I help, even if there biggest thing to collect. I feel stupid all of a sudden. What strange feeling. I would blame him without blame him. There are no photographs parterre. But my gaze kept to the ground. As if it was more interesting. But if I crossed his gold eyes, I will again be paralyzed without reason.

******

He lays the photographs on the coffee table. The pace of my heart is accelerating. I hate this situation. I hate the way I react. I hate. He come closer, I feel. But I do not look at him. I must not look at him. If I close my eyes to not be tempted? Tempted by what ? His gold gaze? His angelic smile? His appearance as a happy kid?

But he no longer looked like a kid now. He has a face far too seriously. That troubles me. He is fun. I am a fool. What do I fear. It is important that I get over it. I will oppose him my best look of indifference. But I bring out my head, determined, which I crack up. I do not imagined him so close. He is very close. So close. Too close.

What has he in his mind? I'd like to know well. We must have our faces separated with only a few centimeters. But the glow of his eyes attract me still. It is the power of the sun which surpasses that of the night. Warm and caring. No fear of disappearing into the light, even if I am a shadow.

***

An atmosphere full destroyed. He did express. I am sure. But what I was expecting? In any case, I am a prisoner of his embrace. He has his look as everyday. The child's smiling face. He is really a student? He smiled at me like a fool happy. The charm is broken. I am no longer swallowed up by his eyes. So much the better.

But there is still something. I do not know what. In any case, he might release me. He leaves me a "no" as a child. I despair. Cheek opposed to cheek. We must look wily. He, smiling, I sigh. I have done. He manages to make me speak more than my usual. He managed to tame my cat in record time.

And I find myself in his arms. I wonder what he intends to do. I'm like a rag doll. We hitch up strings to my members and I will become a puppet without problem. I thought have more will. Am I like all my classmates? Finally, I must not be very different.

******

He is crazy? I believe yes. Considering how he smiled at me proudly. Either it is I who am crazy. But I do not really expecting. How he dared? I admit be hampered. I'm really stupid for having stolen a kiss this way. The first. I am angry. I'm dead shame. A part of me wants to shout. Another part would like to repeat. I must be crazy now.

He is again with his face serious. What does he wants? What does he want to me? Everything spin round. I do not have the mind clear. Everything is hazy. Yet it is clear. Everything is so mysterious and yet so clear. I do not know what to think. I do not know what to do. It is the unknown to me. I go forward in the dark. But I have a guide.

***

My career as a model ended. Anyway, this was not a job for me. No, I know. I prefer the studies. But it was a great experience. I learned a lot. I also learned about me. I think I am more open, I think. While gently. Like how he tamed me. With patience and gentleness. My cat was immediately felt.

I do not laugh people who write anymore. I think this is a good idea, finally. Recording his days in writing. When I have a moment, I read again this story. I did not immediately written it. No. But with declining, I am told this is a very precious remembrance that I did not want to forget. This evening a stranger who taught me so much. But I learned the most important things of this world. The most magnificent. The most frail. The most mysterious.




This renowned day, I discover what it is to love someone.




~END~

Kary: Sis, are you done yet? I’m going to be late.
Vivien: Ok, ok, lets go.
(They went off to their job as a waitress in a restaurant called ‘Moonlight Restaurant’)
Manager: Good morning!
Kary&Vivien: Good morning!
(The restaurant opens and customers come in)
Kary: Welcome, this way please (leading the customers to their seats)
???: Miss
Kary: Yes? Can I take your order?
???: I want a coffee and a sandwich.
Vivien: (gave the guy a wink, but he ignored it) Kary, why are you two acting like strangers? I thought he was your boyfriend?
Kary: He is, sh....the manager is right there if he see’s me talking to people and not working I might get fired. (Looks at the manager) also I made him mad the other day and I don’t know if he’s still mad.
Vivien: oh, ok lets get back to work before we get in trouble. (they get back to work)
Kary: Sir, here’s your coffee and sandwich (smiles at him and whispers) sorry I was mad at you the other day it was my fault for being so reckless and not trusting you. Forgive me?
???: Thank you (smiles back and whispers) Forgiven but it was my also fault too for scolding you and getting mad.

(Vivien and her friend Lily’s conversation who also works at the restaurant and is friends with Kary)
Lily: Hey Vivien, looks like he ignored you but whatever so tell me about it how did you do it?
Vivien: What are you talking about?
Lily: Don’t play stupid with me you know what. How did you get Eric drunk that night?
Vivien: oh it was a piece of cake. (thinking back) That day he and Kary had an argument. Kary thought Eric was cheating on her because she saw him with another girl and he was holding her, she got mad and started scolding him. After that he went down to the bar and drank a lot so in his drink I put some drug in there to make him dizzy and that’s how it happened.
Lily: The girl was sent by you wasn’t she?
Vivien: Smart, yeah I paid her to fall on him on purpose.
Lily: (she sounds kind of guilty)Vivien...she is still your sister...I think it’s wrong to do that to her. You shouldn’t hold a grudge and want revenge because of the things that happened when you were little..
Vivien: Wrong? (Rolled her eyes) what she did to me was wrong!
Lily: We all know that was an accident it’s not all her fault.
Vivien: Whatever (leaves)
Lily: Vivien!

(Works over)
Kary: Vivien, I’m going to go now bye!
Vivien: Now that you have a boyfriend you don’t care about your sis? (With a serous face)
Kary: Vivien of course I care about you.
Vivien: haha just kidding, hurry and go before you are late. bye.
(Kary leaves and goes to her boyfriends house)
(ding dong ding dong)
Kary: Hey!
Eric: Hey! You’re here. (gives her a kiss) you’re just in time. (sets the table for dinner)
Kary: It smells really nice.
Eric: yeah, I came home early just cook this dinner and to prepare for something (evil grin)
Kary: ?
(Eric goes into his pocket and takes a box out, he kneels down)
(ring ring. Eric’s cell phone rings)
Eric: (frustrated) hello?
Vivien: Hey it’s me.
Eric: Kary I’ll be there in a sec. (he walks farther away from Kary) What do you want?
Vivien: What do I want? Hmm lets see...I want you to be with me.
Eric: That is never going to happen now stop bothering me!
Vivien: Don’t forget about what happened night. (Eric started to get mad and hung up)
Kary: Is everything ok?
Eric: Yeah it’s fine.
(Eric goes into his pocket again and takes a box out, he kneels down)
Eric: Kary, will you marry me? (opens the box with the ring inside)
Kary: (happy and surprised, tears dripped down her face and she nodded her head) I feel like the luckiest girl! (laughs happily)

(The Next Day)
Kary&Eric: (talking to their friends) We’re going to get married!
Friends: (surprised and happy for them) Congratulations!
Lily: (talking to Vivien) I think you should just let go they’re already getting married.
Vivien: (Vivien looks at them and gives a dirty look) I won’t let him go this easily, I’ll just let Kary know about what happened that day and he has to take responsibility.
Lily: But she’s your sister...
Vivien: I don’t care!
Kary: Vivien come over here and lets take pictures.
Vivien: Ok coming...
(After everyone left Vivien grabbed onto Eric’s hand since she had seen Kary coming this way)
Eric: What do you want?
Vivien: Are you really going to marry her!?
Eric: That has nothing to do with you!
Vivien: hmpf, nothing to do with me...you remember what happened that night don’t you?
Eric: That night was an accident you put drugs in my drink!
Vivien: Fine, I’ll take these pictures and I’ll show it to Kary (with an attitude)
(Kary ran up and grabbed the photo’s. She saw them kissing and were being intimate in the photos)
Eric: Kary....Kary listen to me I was drunk and it was Vivien that put drugs in my drink!
Kary: Vivien! How can you do this to me!! (in tears)
Vivien: Why can’t I? You never treated me as your sister so why should I care about how you feel!?
Kary: What are you talking about? I’ve always treated you as my sister...
Vivien: (smirks) Do you remember when we were little that time when you threw my stuffed animal out in the streets while we were playing in the park? So I went to pick it up and then I got hit by a car! You caused my right hand to be paralyzed! And do you remember what my dream was? Huh! I wanted to be an artist!
Kary: Vivien...I know that time I was wrong for doing that but it was an accident I was so little back then I didn’t know what was right and wrong..I’m sorry, I regret what happened...
(Vivien walks away)
Eric: K...Kary...I’m
Kary: Shut up! How can you do this! She’s my sister! I hate you! ( she takes off the ring and throws it at him)
Eric: I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for this to happen!
(Kary runs out in tears)

(3 Months have passed)
(Everyday Eric would stand outside Kary’s house and tell her how much he loves her and don’t want to lose her. Kary would always try to ignore him)
(Ding Dong)
Kary: (opens the door) Vivien? (surprised)
Vivien: Hey (smiles at her) I’m sorry sis, I know it’s my fault and you never wanted that to happen to my hand! I miss you! (she starts crying) I didn’t mean to ruin your happiness I’m sorry! Also thinking back it was not all your fault..and I came to tell you I have already found the guy that I truly love and he loves me we’re going to get married soon and I hope you can come to my wedding sis.
Kary: Vivien..(she couldn’t hold it back and starts crying) I miss you too! You’re my only family member, I forgive you and I’m glad you found the one that you truly love and he loves you back. I will definitely come to your wedding.
Vivien: Do...you forgive Eric? I just saw him downstairs and he told me to tell you he loves you..(sniff, sniff)
(Kary thought about it and then she ran and opened the door, but didn’t see him. While she went looking for him she felt something wet drip on her, she looked up and saw that it had started raining)
Kary: Eric! Eric!
Eric: (he heard her and he turned around) Kary! (he ran across the streets but a car hit him)
Kary: (runs over to him) Eric! Eric! (cries, calls the ambulance)

(At the Hospital)
Kary: (still in tears) How is he!?
Doctor: He’s ok now but he had some brain damage and is in a coma.
Kary: is he ever going to wake up?
Doctor: It depends on himself, some patients wake up quick some takes a while and some may never wake up...I hope you prepare for the worst.
Kary: Can I got see him?
Doctor: yes, this way
Kary: Eric! Wake up! Please wake up! I forgive you!
(Vivien reaches the hospital)
Vivien: Sis, how is he?
Kary: The doctor says he’s in a coma...
Vivien: Sis, don’t worry I’m sure he’ll be fine..have faith..(tries to give her courage)
(A year has passed and Eric still didn’t wake up yet. Everyday Kary would go visit him and tell him to wake up)
Kary: Eric, it’s been a year, don’t sleep anymore I’m waiting for you to propose to me again..you have to wake up....I’ll be waiting for you...
(Eric’s finger started moving, Kary saw it and hurried and called the doctor)
Eric: Kary? Is that you?
Kary: Eric! (Hugs him) You’re finally awake!
Eric: I heard what you said...will you be willing to marry me?
Kary: Yes, yes I will

The End

Jodi says love is to have the most handsome husband in the world. I don’t. Jeremy thinks that love is to be with his girlfriend forever. I don’t. Jeslyn feels that love is all she ever wants. I don’t. Jack says love would always hurt. I don’t. Jolynn thinks that love has to be romantic. I don’t.
I used to think like all of them, until I found out the truth. Now, I think that love is a simple yet sweet, deep yet painful. It was a painful experience but I’m grateful it happened, I learnt a lot from it. I used to think that we would be together forever, just like in the fairytales. I used to think I was the luckiest girl in the world with him by my side. I used to think that he was the greatest man I’ve ever met in my life. I used to think that we were the best match ever. I used to think that he was the one and only person I needed in my life.
We were the best of friends ever since I remembered. He was the same age as me and I would stick to him everywhere he went. We had a happy childhood together and even went the same high school, it was until university, that he was suddenly diagnosed with kidney failure and needed to go for a kidney transplant. I was devastated. Everyone tested and I was the only one whose kidney was a match. I decided to donate my kidney to him. But I found out something which totally shocked me, our DNA actually matched and he was my brother. I didn’t know what to do next; all I could think of was to go to my father immediately. He finally gave in and told me then truth. He was a child from mum’s previous marriage but they did not want her previous husband to find out, thus, my neighbor decided to help them and raise him up as their own kid. Since then, they’ve been taking care of him very well too. I know I should have thought something was wrong. My heart totally shattered there and then. “We are actually siblings? No, it can’t be, everyone must be lying to me.” My parents never knew about the romance between the two of us, they thought we were just very good friends and “siblings”. I ran straight out of the house, I could not believe what I just heard.
The love that I thought was perfect for so many years turned out to be like this? My mind was totally confused inside. After much thought, I decided that this isn’t the time to be sad and angry; I had to save him first. After the transplant, he finally recovered. When he found out about the truth, his heart shattered into a million pieces too. The both of us could not believe that this would happen to us. Although we were both devastated, we decided to face the truth and move on with life. We both learnt a lot, we found out that the love between us is actually just that of siblings.
Now thinking back about what happened, I’m glad we found out the truth. If not for that incident, I would have continued to believe that we were a perfect match and would not have met my husband. I finally understood what true love was after meeting him. I knew there and then that all those years were just that of siblings love. He has since got married too. Now I understand the true meaning of love. Love is a simple yet sweet feeling. It does not have to be very romantic, but being able to understand and trust your partner, being able to be with your loved ones is already love.

After going out for dinner at an extremely posh restaurant, a boyfriend took his partner for a ride on his motorcycle. It was a new motorcycle, a present given to him by his parents, and he was anxious to show it off to his girlfriend.
“With such an expensive bike, surely I’m unworthy to ride it, honey.” She had always felt unsafe on motorcycles and really did not want to get into an accident. Not to mention, she did not have a helmet. He kept on insisting on her trying it out at least once; after all, being a boyfriend, he has to have something to brag about.
It took a lot of teasing her about being “chicken” until she finally said “FINE! I’ll prove I’m not chicken”. She got on the bike, and rode around in a circle without a helmet on. The guy, after seeing this, admitted defeat and got on in front of her. He took the helmet and started to ride along the road, and a slow but constantly increasing speed.
The speed-o-meter displayed a terrifying speed of 140km/h. As soon as the girlfriend saw this, she started to scream and held on to his sides in an even tighter grip. She was tearing with fear and pressed her head against his back. She had no helmet to protect her if they crashed.
“Darling! Please stop! You’re going too fast, I’m scared and I have no helmet!” She was begging him at this point, but he kept going faster and faster and faster.
“Baby, tell me you love me,” He said, without turning around to even look at her.
“I love you dearly,” she kissed his cheek, “now, will you please slow down?”
“Sugar, give me your biggest hug, and your wettest kiss.”
She pressed her sides to his, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Without any hesitation, she planted a big, wet kiss on his cheeks.
“There, please stop now…” she was very scared even though she was so close to him.
Even though she did everything he asked her to, he still did not slow down. This time, he turned around and asked her to wear his helmet, it was making his head itchy and he could not concentrate on the road.
She took it off his head and put it on hers, and she told him that if he did not slow down, they were going to have an accident.
The next morning, an unfortunate crash was reported on the news. It was said that a couple was travelling at a dangerously high speed, on a two-seater motorcycle. The crash was along a highway, and it rammed into a lamp post.
There was only one survivor. She had some very critical injuries, but she lived. It was said that while they were biking, the boyfriend already knew that his brakes were not working. The girl said that he wanted to hear her tell him that she loved him, one last time. He wanted to feel the warmth of her hug, and the wetness of her kiss, one last time. Then he gave his helmet to her, so that she would live.