Beta-Reader: Natashia until chapter 6 | Maah - Translator: Paula until chapter 5 | Laís
One.
finished her 8:30pm train ticket purchase. She was going back from a friend’s house, which was sick. Nothing grave, just a bad ass cold. Best friends are like this, even being far away, there’s no distance that could tear them apart. Her job wasn’t that usual job that you have to give answers to your boss, she could do anything she wants, and after all, she was her own boss.
was a writer. Famous. On the internet. It all stared last year, when she still was a waitress on Kimb’s – the bar of the drunks – e her story was rejected for the third time by the third editor who accepted read it. Seven were those who didn’t even have the interest to read it.
“It’s okay” she thought “It’s too cliché, that’s it”
Maybe yes, maybe not. What really matters is that gave up on publishing the book. She tried in all ways and it didn’t work, so she appealed to the internet. She created a personal blog e posted there all her stories, disseminating about it wherever she could.
Half year later, she was considered on of the most famous internet writers. Obviously some editors run after her to publish some of her stories that were in the blog, but she didn’t want to put them on paper. To hell with the editors.
Write is her hobby e now her way to live. The blog was really popular, so she receive money for every visit, what guaranteed her paid bills and some luxury. She is lucky that she’s not a greedy girl. Always humble.
She walked in the train station where the train was going to stop and, just when she opened the door, a puppy came to her, putting his front paws in her legs, not even reaching her knees. She looked at the little ruskie and murmured an ‘aaw’, crouching and cuddling his head.
- Don’t you have an owner, baby? – She murmured, picking him up on her lap, still crouching, and looking for a dog-collar. Not there. The little dog moved on her lap and jumped out of there, running straight to a guy close by, who were smiling.
She smiled him back, so relieved to know that the doggy wasn’t alone, but with a really good company. In the next minute a thought passed by. What if the guy used the dog to let her know he was interested? And in the minute after that, another thought. Isn’t that guy, , from All Time Low?
He lost the bus to Baltimore. His friends are gonna kill him. Why the hell he was a douche who only got interested with the wrong women, he didn’t know. What he knows now is that he’ll have to get the train, which was leaving only at 20:30. Bless the time when he decided to go visit that girl in Seattle, who he met a day before. And in the end, he end up losing, ‘cause she had a boyfriend. hated girls who hit on him but are committed. He could be a total jerk, like most of the guys, and think that unlucky was the man being cheated and don’t looking after what’s his. Well. really thought that the guy was unlucky by don’t taking care of what’s his, but she choose to not be like the most of the guys but to be a "one of a kind"
He found out when she said that she wasn’t going to stay for too long, ‘cause she had another thing to do. Who the hell goes out with a guy from other city just to see him and say that have another thing to do? tried to clear that out and she end up saying that wasn’t a big deal. It was just her jerk boyfriend saying that wanted to meet her. Just her jerk cheated boyfriend.
was tired of these types. Types which he’s surrounded because of his incredible job. Being a musician isn’t always just drugs, sex and rock ‘n’ roll. A year ago his life was sex, no drugs and a lot of rock ‘n’ roll. What happens is that people grow up and tends to over think and over observe. All Time Low was just about to begin its worldwide fame and she was already tired of so many groupies offering all they’ve got to him. And even they haven’t got. wanted peace and quite. Wanted to wake up and think he would play a concert and then go back to his peace and quite house. No after party. Ok. With after party. No groupies. That’s it. No groupies.
Just when he dumped the girl, who was really pissed by getting dumped, he called his friends saying he had the day off, wanting them to meet him at a bar in Baltimore. The famous bar that everybody love to go. Or those who love to drink a lot. What happened is that the girl ran after him and he got late, a little bit later than he needed to make the bus driver wait for him. Now he’ll have to take the train. He didn’t care, though, is just that trains normally have tired employees. And his cell phone doesn’t work in some parts of the way.
It didn’t take long ‘til a little dog come to him, just when he arrived at the station. Girls would call him “cute”, he would call him a nice dog. The little guy didn’t bark, just shaked his tail and looked at him waiting for him to say the he would be his best friend. He crouched and cuddled his head.
- Are you alone buddy? – He laughed at his own way to talk to the dog and saw him bark, walking backwards and running around his own tail, twice. Then he moved away and jumped at a girl’s leg, which smiled and started to talk with him, giving him a long and nice cuddle. Then she carried him, making think that the dog was certainly hers and giving her a smile. And then he realized that the girl was a really pretty girl and she may have used the dog as a seduction weapon. Right after, he sees the dog going back to him and smile, cuddling him again. He looked at the girl and smile on the inside when he saw the he caught her attention. Even when the dog was beside him.
Two.
- I’m sorry, here’s your dog. – smiled to , who shrank her smile a bit, replacing it with a confused one. He closed his mouth hiding his smile. Did he say something wrong?
- Hm, isn’t this dog yours? – She asked, a bit embarrassed, watching the dog on ’s lap, who extended his arms to her, with the animal still on them.
- No, I don’t have any dog – He said, serious, and both stayed quiet, looking at the dog and then back to each other.
She gives a shy laugh and he did a kind of grimace with a smile. So he/she wasn’t flirting?
- Oh… Well… If he’s not yours… - She said, pointing to the inside of the station – It’s better if… We talk with someone from the station, right? The owner must be looking for him.
- Oh, right, of course. Let’s go – He said, going with her inside the lobby and going on the “lost and found” direction.
- Excuse me – said, gentle. The fat and with a mustache guy look with anger to the girl, shaking his head so she could talk – Hm, we found this puppy lost…
- It’s no one’s dog – the man shut her down – I don’t know what he’s doing here, it’s a lost dog. You can’t come in with a dog, you better go away with him, unless you want him to be catch up by the guards.
- You don’t need to be rude – she said, turning around and went behind her, quiet. He looks, with pity, at the dog.
- Well, it seems that we’ll have to leave him here – he said, putting the little animal on the floor.
- He doesn’t seem like a street dog – she gives a hint, looking at the puppy, who’s looking at them. look at her, and then to the dog.
- If you thought so, he really doesn’t.
Both stay quiet.
- What if you… - they said together – I can’t! – the said after realizing what they were about to suggest.
- My building don’t allow dogs – she says with regret and look to the poor doggy.
- I’m going on a tour and a tour mate is allergic to fur – he justifies, and she looks at him a bit sad and bite her nail
was looking the girl suffer, internally, ‘cause she couldn’t to anything for the dog.
Look at the animal again and then to the sky.
tried to think in several solutions, but none of them were possible. First, she would have to put him on a train to Baltimore.
- You’re from Baltimore? – asked interested, and she looked surprised at him, remembering of him.
- Hm? Oh, yes, I am.
- Good. If you like, I could drop him at my house – he said and she looked at him, mouth opened like an “O”
- But… aren’t you going on a tour now?
- Yes. But since you’re from Baltimore, you can go feed him. Where do you live?
- Near the mall at the north, you know?
- Yes, I don’t live much far. – He smiled. She raised her eyebrows.
- How can you trust your house to a stranger?
He laugh.
- Well, if you were evil, you would’ve had already dropped the animal here and wouldn’t be with this suffering look just by letting him the way that he is. And you’ll be with my employee, so there’s no way to rob me even if you wanted to. And I know where you live, right?
‘Til that moment, she was gaping, impressed with the guy’s observation about her and his sensibility of asking things about her, without letting her notice that he was really paying attention to her answers.
- Hm. Right – she smiled – Done. I’ll go to your house to feed him. Thank you.
- You’re welcome. Well, I liked the dog too, so let’s say he’s a lucky dog.
smiled to e then crouching, while the doggy supported his paws on her knees.
- You’re a lucky dog, station doggy. Come on, let’s hide you – she lifted him and took her blouse off her purse, giving it to , so he could hold it while he was taking her phone and keys and putted on his own pocket, just to disguise since she was trying to put the animal on her purse – Done. No noise, they can’t find out.
The obedient dog didn’t even moan. The train whistles indicating the last call before leaving, and both rapidly run to the train’s last door, where it definitely wouldn’t be so full and risky. They seated together on the most far away from everyone seat. wasn’t recognized by anyone, since everyone there was too old to recognize what would be the new rockstar.
- Hm, we should get each others phone number and address – he said, hoping she an attitude from her, minutes after the train left. She smiled.
- Yes, but you’re with my phone – she whispered quietly, aiming to his jacket pocket, making him laugh and nod, taking the phone out of where it was – Thank you. If you allowed me to ask, how long is your tour?
- I don’t know, a month or so, depending on how things will be over there.
She nod and finish putting her number on his contacts.
- And you? What do you do? – he asks interested after giving the phone back to her and certificating that the dog was OK. They putted her purse between their seats so it would be easier to look.
- I’m a writer. Internet writer. – She completes. He looks at her, surprised – Well, I write stories and out them on the internet. People like and read. And I receive money from the daily viewers.
- Wow. You must be a good writer.
- Hm, I don’t to brag, but I’m not bad. – both laugh – I like of what I write.
- That’s good. I don’t think it’s fair to people like something that the person who created that don’t like.
- I think the same way. – she smiled – hey, how about we give him a name?
- Any tip? – he looks at the animal, which now it’s asleep. He sees her doing a thinking face and then telling with a smile:
- How bout… Luck?
- Luck?
- Well. He’s a lucky dog – she lift her shoulders, embarrassed. quietly laugh and nod.
- You’re right. Luck. Yeah. It’s a cool name. I liked. By the way, I’m .
- I know – she laughed – – they shake hands.
Three.
On the next day, the too had a meet on 's house, so he could show to the employees and explain where the Luck things would be.
- I optated for not giving food for him, we have to buy ration - he said with his hands on the pockets, while was with the little dog on her lap.
- Of course, do you want me to go? You must be busy with your package.
- No, I can go with you. - he smiled - I was unpacking the entire morning.
smiled, happy for the boy's company and them both went to the local gate.
- Luck, keep here without messing up, we'll be right back. - mutter to the dog, that sit down when heard the owner's voice. - This is the most educated dog I've ever seen.
laugh, with an agree.
- He didn't bark even once the entire night, and the only thing he destroyed was the pool sofa's upholstered.
- Did he? - laugh while he went with in her red Dodge Journey.
- Nice car. - he smiled, in the passenger's seat.
- Thank you. Don't worry. I'll pay for half of the damages that he'll make in your house.
- Don't worry...
- No, I want to. Reallly.
- I won't even take too much care of him... Ok... - he laugh of the strange expression he recieved from the girl, when he denied finantial help.
- My friend brings her dog in this pet shop, she says it's really good. - parked the car in front of the place and analised the place while he get out of the car.
- Looks good. - he says opening the pet shop door for , that smiled, thankful.
It wasn't a surprise when the younger sailors knew and went to him, asking for autographs and everything. smiled because of the affection of them and turned, looking for a good ration and acessoried for Luck.
- Can I help you? - one sailor came to her, being nice.
- Oh, yes, please. - turned to her. - Which is the best ration for Ruskies?
- This is one of the bests. Let the hair shinning and don't make them hyperactive or with belly ache. The poop don't get too soft and smelly.
- Great. Give me the biggest one.
- 5 pounds?
- Hm, if it 's the bigger, yes. - she smiled to the sailor, that agreed with the head and went to the calcony, asking the help of a male worker to get the package.
- Are you with ? - the sailor sensible asked to , that lokked at her surprised - I'm sorry the intromission.
- Hm, yeah, I'm with him. - the girl said, shy. The sailor agreed with her head and get quiet, with some tension in the air, then realized and knew the reason - no, we're not dating.
- Oh, ok - the lady smiled, now without tension - I'll get something so you can put your shopping.
- Thank you. - smiled and saw the girl going to the balcony, whispering probably the information that she got about 's relantionship that she got, making the other sailors smiled relieved.
's friend shaked the head, laughing quietly while looked to the dog-collar.
was extremaly annoyed because he couldn't help in her shopping. He looked covertly to the sides when he could, looking for the girl and finding every moment in a place at the store with affection. The girls didn't stop talking to him and asking autographs and photos. Look like the sotre was fuller than when they got there, and it wasn't because of what there's there, definitely not.
- Hm, excuse me girls, I have to make company to my friend on her shoppings, since that's why I came here. - he said it nicely and saw the girls making a discouraged face and getting away from him - Thank you - he went to - I like the blue one - he said while looked to the dog-collar.
- Yeah. The blue one it's really beautiful - she took one of the blue dog-collar and looked at it. - I can't make a choice, I'll go somewhere else and come back here still on doubt. You choose.
laugh and put his hand on the waist, thinking.
- This one - he took one with silver details.
smiled, taking the dog-collar.
- I bought the necessary, but I think I'll see one of those cookies, you know? So he can get one when he obeys.
- That's good, except that he's already pretty obdient, for a puppy. - the two laugh - I guess we could take five packages just for the obedience
laugh and took one package, going to pay.
- I'm sorry I didn't helped you with the things. They couldn't...
- Ok. - she smiled - you have to give attention to your fans. It wasn't difficult to choose. What was, you helped me. - she point the dog-collar and smiled, with an agree.
Four.
- I'm going tomorrow morning. - he said before she turned the car, when they were saying goodbye in the car in front of his house.
- Ok. I'll be here at the beginning of the morning, so I can put some food for him.
- You can stay how long you want to. - putted his hands on the pockets and looked to his side, waving to a neightboor.
- Thank you. - she smiled and he smiled back. - Well, good tour. - she turned the car and he steped back.
- Thank you. Call me any time. If you need anything, or stuff.
- Ok. Goodbye . - she smiled and accelerate the car, receiving a wave from the blond one, that was looking her going away. He get in the house when she was out of sight and saw Luck waiting in the garden, like he was asking for permission to get in the house.
- C'mon. Make me company while I finish my packing. - made a movement with his head and the dog runned to him, following him to the second floor and getting in his room, walking everywhere, excited about the new place.
During the rest of the day, Luck was quiet, amusing , helping and sometimes disturbing him.
- You're a good dog. - smiled, with the hand on the puppy's head, that barked happilly. - Yes, you're a good dog.
The two of them were quiet looking at each other. Green and blue eyes. Luck putted his head on the front paws, while he was sitting at 's side, looking at him. He moan quietily and hidded the face with one paw.
- What? Hungry? - asked and the dog barked - No? Do you wanna play? - Another bark - If you speak, you'd be the smartest dog in the world.
The dog get up and pushed the phone to with the muzzle.
- What? - he took the phone - Let me remember you: You can't speak. And since when you know what is a cellphone? - The boy putted an eyebrow up, and the dog just barked again. - Ok, ok. What do you want with this? Take a picture? - he putted the phone in camera mode and took a photo of the dog. - Ready - he shows the picture to the animal, that barked again, putting his paw on 's hand. - Ok, this is getting weird. What do you want?
Luck pushed againd the phone with the muzzle to 's hand and get up, with the tail shaking fast. The man stopped, analising and thinking what the animal was trying to say.
- You wanna talk to ? - he tried and the dog jumps, barking strongly. I was right, huh? I'm awesome. - he laughs - But I'm sorry saying that, but I can't call her, it's almost midnight.
Luck barked again and bitted the boy's shirt.
- Hey, hey, what's wrong with waiting until tomorrow? Like you're the one getting in tour and staying away from her. - laughs. Luck barked again and again, making lose the pacient. - You're being a bad dog now. I'll never complement you again.
heard the phone ringing while she was bathing, forcing herself to finish it quickly, drying her body and running to the phone that was ringing for the third time and showed two unaswered calls.
- Hello! - she says quickly
- Hm, hi. - saied, shy, and she stopped trying to arrange herself when she heard the voice. Looked at the phone's number, on the screen, to make shure it was him. - ?
- Hi. - now she looked more shy.
- Were you sleeping? - he asked, worried.
- No, I just sleep when the sun is raising. - she laughts lowly - Did something happen?
- Yes. Luck it's hyperactive and giving me signs that he wants you here.
get quiet. Was impossible to think that was a possible making charm for her. But why the hell did she tough that everything he did to her was that? She was wrong at the other time.
- No, I just get out of the shower, so I was arranging myself here. - she made the first excuse that comes to mind, and didn't like the solucion very much. - Stupid - she whispered to herself so he wouldn't listen.
widened his eyes, holding the phone strongly when she wonder the girl with wet hair and the tower against in her body. He shakes the head tryung to take it out of the head. It was pretty hard. Did she said that to provocate him? Was he insane?
- Hm, I'm sorry - he said, low.
- No, it's ok. - she stopped, until she knew how to talk again - Ahn, do you want me to pick Luck here? He's giving you work, isn't he?
- No, he isn't. He just couldn't stop while I couldn't call you. I'd have a bitten shirt if I didn't called you.
laugh. ri.
- I'll go get him, I guess I can hide him here, he doesn't make too muck noise anyway. Vou buscar ele, acho que eu posso escondê-lo aqui, ele não faz barulho mesmo.
- No! - He says quickly, getting scared with his emergency toun, thinking that she probably felt the same - I mean, why take him here? I mean, we agreed that he would stay here, right?
- Hm... Yea. But what if he... ..
- Let's do it like that - interrupted her - I'm not sleepy, so what don't you come here? So I'll have something to do either.
hesitated. Looked at the clock. 11:43.
- Are you shure? - she bitted her lips.
- Of course - he looked at Luck, that was looking at him from the floor. - He's with an PIDAO face. Do you want her to come, buddy?
The dog got up fast, Lbarking. laughs when she heard the noise.
- See? - said laughing.
- Ok. But when you got sleepy.
- I'll quick you out of here, don't worry.
- Ok. - she said laughing - I got here in 20 minutes.
- Ok - he turned off the phone and looked at Luck - Ok, season dog, your owner is coming.
Luck barked, walking around himself, excited.
Five.
- Easy, Luck! – Said while He get in the garden of his house and went to the door, where the dog was jumping and waiting the owner opening it to see ’s back. She turned when she saw that the door was opened and smiled, shy – If he had hands, I would be screwed.
- Are you hyperactive, sweetheart – squarts to see the poppy jumping in her lap, licking her face. smiled when he saw the love of the dog with the girl – By the way, what happened, huh? – she put the dog away and get up, cleaning the clothes and smiling for – Hi.
- Hi. – he smiled and opened space to her get in – I’m sorry that I made you come here by this time
She shake the head and putted the hands on the coach’s pockets.
- You saved me from another boring dawn. – she get in the house and looked to Luck that now running from them to the garden’s door and back to them – It must be something on the race.
- What? – closed the door
- Luck’s hyperactivity – she pointed to the dog – It must be something in the race that made it to him.
- Oh, yeah. Yes, maybe – he got her coach when she take it off and putted on the rack on the side of the door. Them both went to the garden and she sated on a step on the stairs while he sated in one upholstered chair. Luck went to the girl and layed the head on her lap.
- I called to the veterinary, he’s going tomorrow morning – she said making caress on the dog’s right ear – He has to get vaccinated and everything else. Them I’ll take him to shower.
- A shower is welcome – laugh and putted the chair’s back down, almost laying – After you tell me how much it was.
She smiled at him and looked at Luck, now quiet in her lap, enjoying the caress. A refreshing breeze were felt by them and the clean night with a new moon made the night beautiful and inspiriting to . It didn’t last to a little story came to her mind. She smiled to herself when she looked at the sky.
looked sometimes to the big blue sky and sometimes to . He saw her opening a sweet smile to the sky and smiled too.
- So you spend the entire day home, in front of a computer, writing – he started talking to not be caught looking at her.
- Its really the opposite of you – she agreed and he smiled.
- It’s really my opposite. But don’t you have friends or something?
- Of course I do. Yesterday I was in the house of one of them, that’s because the train.
- Your friends lives away – he putted the feets on another chair and putted the arms behing the head, looking to the sky
- Actually, I am the one who moved away.
They get quiet.
- Tell me your story. – He asks looking to the girl, that looked at him surprised.
- About me?
- If I wanted to read your stories, I would get in your website, right? – he putted the soulders up and she smiled shy, looking at Luck again.
- Right – she whispered, then sighs, looking at the pool in front of the dog, that was sleeping – Hm, I’m 20 years old and I’m from Texas. I grew there. I’m a only child. My parents moved to Atlanta when I was eigh. After that I don’t moved anymore. I was a normal child and teenager that like to read, write and see movies. My mother was a teacher, so she icentivate my reading. Four years ago she got sick and we knew that she had marrow cancer. She was scared of operations and choose not to do. Then there wasn’t too much to do besides wait the death to come. Six months later she went away. My dad got shaked with her dead and decided to move. I get in the New York college to learn writing, and my father decided to come with me. He didn’t took too much time without my mother, he was too depedent of her. Two years later he died. Sleeping. Was great. I mean, not the fact that He died – she Said, laughing low – That He died sleeping.
was fascinated by the fact that she didn’t show any sadness or resentment when she told her own history. It was like it was all a good memory for her.
- I remember my mother telling me that just the ones who were good in life die sleeping. Her and my father were that way, so I get happy – she putted the shoulders up – I graduated at the middle of last year, and I came to Baltimore because the last editor that accept my history were from here – she laugh remembering of her own desperation. – I worked in a bar – she looked to the sky, remembering the place – It wasn’t a bad place. Obviously was full of drunks and no sense guys – she made laugh – But it was pretty cool. Some anonymous writers read part of their histories for me, and I like it. And have the musicians. They were fun..
She smiled and shaked the shoulders, still making caress in Luck without realizing what she was doing.
- I don’t have to complain about my life. It’s being good for me.
- You lost your parents. – he couldn't understand how she said that life was good if she became a orphan with 18 years.
- My grandmother always said, and yes, I keep remembering the phrases said – she laughs alone – Well, she said that God putted us on the world to clumpish obligations. If he takes us out of here, maybe it’s because we already made it. They were really really good. I prefer that they be happy there than sad or separated here.
was “in shock” with ’s vision.
- You have friends… In here?
sends a sweet smile to him and looked at the dog.
- The vantage of doing what I do is that I can do it anywhere.
He shaked the head, agreeing, and smiled.
- Lucky you – they laugh – And you… Hm…
knew what he was going to ask, but she didn’t want to make his life easy of talk about it. They leave the subject.
They stayed quiet for a long time, until saw the day getting brighter. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 05:45AM. She looked at her side and saw sleeping. She get up slowly and looked for a blanked. She took a long time to find one, and when she did, she get downstairs quietly and putted it on the boy, that didn’t even moved. She goa a paper in her bag and writed that she would left the key of his house under the door, since she locked and throw it by the space of it.
woke up with the noise of the phone, scrubing his eyes sleepy and realize the blanket.
- Mr. , it’s Mr. on the phone – the worker said – He’s calling to remember you to be in the center at 10.
- What time is it? – his voice get husky. He saw Luck jumping on the woman’s leg, that looked into the house.
- 9:15AM.
He made a positive sign and the worker talked to the phone, gibing to him next.
- Maria! Make me a orange juice, please! – He Said passing the hand on the face and in the hair. He looked at his side and remembered – When you got here, there was someone here besides me? – he asked to the woman that was bringing the juice.
- No, sir.
- You puttet the blanked on me?
- No, sir, you were already with it when I got here – she said and he accepted the juice with his hand.
- Ok, thank you. Call a cab to come here in a half hour – he got up and went to the house with Luck by his side.
Six.
- He has a lot of vaccines to take. As you don't know if he took one already
and found him on the street, it's better gave all of them as precaution. - the
veterinary said again, taking a card with a lot of squares - This is a vaccine
card. It says when you'll have to bring Luck to take one of the vaccines that is
missing. - she said, writing names on the squares.
- Ok - said with Luck in her lap.
- Let's do it lik that. I'll give two today, next week I give more two, until it
finish the nine that he has to take.
- Ok - she took the card that the doctor gave her - And he can take a normal
bath on the pet shop or its better take all the vaccines first?
- No, you can let him on the pet shop. For what I'm seeing, he's an obedient dog.
There's just one thing - she said getting up and taking Luck, putting him on a
litter. - Are you seeing those spots around here? - he pointed to the dog's
belly, agreed with the head - Aparently they already tried to give him
a bath, what cause this. It's a little allergy. I'll pass a soap to him. When
you go to the pet shop, ask them to use this.
- The allergy is just with the soap or the perfum too?
- I don't think it's the perfurm, if more spots show up, bring him here and
we'll see if it is the soap.
- Ok.
- About the race, you can keep giving him this one. His hyperactivity is because
of the allergy. See his tail? Always shakind? It's hapinnes - she said smiling.
smiled and caress the dog's head.
He didn't complain any moment when he got the vaccines, just by the needle
getting in him, but was there to calm him down. Later, she bough the
soap that wasn't that expensive, then she went to the pet shop. The workers said
that it would take all day, because wanted to cut the oldest hair. She
decided to come back home while he wasn't ready.
While she come back to 's house in that morning, she had the idea of looking
for other apartment to her, that they would accept dogs. She didn't wanted to
abuse , even that he was nice enough to say that he like the dog. She didn't
knew if he was just being nice or not. Lately she was with wrong toughts about
him, so it was better not take too many chances. She bough a journal on the way,
and started looking for a apartment.
- Hold on - sitted at 's side, after the boy wake up, when they were already in New York. He slept the entire trip in his buck and just explain the reason of the sleepy after he was awake so they would go to the boarding in the internacional airport of New York. Australia was waiting for them - You mean that in one day you got a dog and a hot girl?
- I didn't said she was hot. - said, making a grimace.
- Wait - sitted her in his bag in front of the bassist - So, besides it all, she is ugly?
putted the eyes up.
- Of course no, she's beautiful.
- Oh, yeah? - laugh of the boy's face - How beautiful?
- Shut up, it isn't what you're thinking.
- I doubt. - putter the feet on the tigh. , and looked at him - Look, I'm just thinking too muck stuff about it.
- punched the friend's leg, laughing with and .
- Ah , you can stop. The girl is hot and is sharing a dog with you. What's the problem of sharing a bed too? What about your intimacies?
- Damn , you're a fucking pervert - said laughing, touching the friend's hand.
just laugh and shaked the head. He wasn't going to retort, it wouldn't help at all.
- Ok, no kidding - laugh - Tell the truth, . You let the girl get in your house while you're out and you're not interest in her? Who garantee that she isn't a crazy fan that wants to steal a shirt of you in your closet just to said she had sex with you.
- When you know her, you'll know why.
- Oh... Fuck you! - laugh louder with .
- Damn , you extrapolated now - laugh with them and shaked the head with a smile. He opened the phone, looking to Luck's picture. It was just look to the dog that she remembered the owner. Do you have a picture of her here?
- No, do you guys think I'm what?
- A damn Mr. Cute. - laugh harder - And slow.
didn't said anything, just smiled. The friends didn't understand how was. And he wasn't going to lose his time trying to explain because they would never understand until they meet her. One time they would have to stop with the jokes.
Seven.
It was making two weeks since has left and he didn't call once to . She hasn't tried to get in touch with him neither. She just knew from him by his twitter, and hardly. Looked like he was having a lot of fun in Australia with all the koalas and kangoroos. And food. And maybe... Girls?
She was with the same routine. Wake up, went to his house, checked Luck, spend some hours and come back home, writing and updating her site. At the end of the afternoon, when the employees had left, she got back to feed the dog agind and play a little bit with him. One of the nights, the phone rang and she didn't answer, since it wasn't of her business. The person would leave a message. She kept playing with Luck until her phone rang and she saw 's name on the screen.
- Hey! - she said, more excited than the usual, scoldding herself.
- Hey - he smiled - Why you didn't answer the phone?
- What?
- From home? Why you didn't?
- Because I'm in your house - she said, blusshing, and he laugh.
- I know. I meant, why you didn't answer my house's phone.
- Oh... - she laugh - Well, I'm not picking up the phones of your house without your permission.
- You have my permission. - he said and she smiled - How are thing here? I'm sorry I didn't call earlier, but things are going fast here.
- There isn't a problem - she said quickly making him laug and she blushed harder - Hm, it's ok. Luck is still taking vaccines and he's smelling good, with the hair cutted. And he's a little bit bigger.
- Hm, ok. How much is my part? I put in your account.
- Don't worry, when you come back we see it.
- Are you sure?
- I'm not the type of the person that lives with counted money, - she smiled.
- Yes, I'm sorry that I tough you were - he smiled and she laughs - Its everything ok?
- Yes. Luck is ready to sleep. What time is here?
- Hm, I don't know, I'm in the bedroom, but is late yet. Probably I'm in the next day than you're.
- Probably. - she smiled
- Is everything ok?
- Hm, I guess you already made that question. - she laughs and he closes his eyes, laughing.
- Well, let me make it right. How are you?
- Oh... - she laugh harder - I'm fine. As always.
- Have you break your routine sometime in this two weeks?
- Hm, let me see... - she looked to the sky - I went to look for a new place to live.
- Are you moving?
- Not yet, I still didn't find the right place - she says with a grimace - the most doesn't accept dogs.
gets quiet.
- Are you looking for a new place because of Luck?
- Well, I guess it's disturbing....
- I'm not even home be disturbing!
didn't said anythig. sighed.
- I like Luck.
- Well, it would make easie for me to be with him while you're traveling, you know? Then I wouldn't have to come over every day.
- Hm.
- Do you want him to stay in your home?
- Yes.
widens her eyes surprise with 's fast answer and he just waited for her to say.
- Ok - she didn't complain.
They get quiet until she got up.
- Hm, I have to go, coming back home.
- Ok. You can call when... Hm... You want to.
- OK, thank ou - she said fast - You too. Goodbye, .
- Goodbye - he said and turn off the phone, facing the roof of the floor. Some minutes passed and he got up, taking his notebook, opening it. Connect the wireless of the hotel and went to Google, putting "" on the search spot. It didn't took too long until he find his site.
Routine
Friday, June 11, 2010 ~ Category: Romance, Non interactive, in process
It isn't abnormal people come to me to talk about my routine. It's always the same. That's why I call it routine. I do the same things every day. Ok, I still didn't got sick of it. Yet. Maybe I despair when I realize that, in fact, I get tired of making the same things that I did on the previous day and that I'll do the same on the next one.
Out of my standard, I created a new story. Romance, as you can see on the category. And non-interactive for some hapiness or sadness. I don't know if it's right to put it here, because, for a exhange, it's part of my routine.
I'm tired of got the same questions: "If you have a routine and do the same things always, how you can get inspire and create so much diferent histories if you don't get some diversity? And I answer: "Well, if you do the same things always it doesn't mean that I'll see the same things. The world turns and besides I'm doing everything like the previous day, other people won't, what makes me have a diferent vision every time I left my house."
The history doesn't have a name, I already lost my count of how many times I post a history without a title and name it later. But it doesn't affect things.
I focus in it so much that it doesn't get out of my head. It's like part of me it's making me do it and other make me write it. I choose don't have any imagination about other histories and I feel I won't have it until I finish this one.
Don't worry, it's nothing big. Just a history about someone with a routine life.
Ironic?
Ps: I won't put any picture of Luck, you'll envy me. I won't show 's too, because I don't have it. And Google's there and I'm sure that it's full of pictures of . Google him.
Ps²: Them both were part of my inspiration to Nameless 2391371897389. I'm sorry the numbers, it was just a funny way to say that it isn't my first history without a name.
Ps³: I know that I'm not funny.
By at 20:34PM.
widens his eyes when he saw her name at the end of the girl's post. He lookes at the file and looked for the post of the day that they met. He clicked on the next day, since that she didn't posted anything on it.
Season Dog
Wednesday, May 26, 2010 ~ Category: Sick, Fnder, Basket, Cocaine, Colegial, Romance, Drama, Interactive
Yesterday something unique happened. Something I never thought would happen in my life.
A dog came to me.
Ok. This doesn't sound exceptional. But it is. Because it was a puppy, Ruskie, cute and beautiful. And I met . That one from All Time Low, remember?
Aparently, the lost dog came to us in separeted times, making us think that he belongs to the other one. Kind of funny!
We decided to be both with him, since he tough he has two owners. Me and . it's a nnice guy. He left Luck - our dog - be in his house since that where I live dogs are forbidden. Then, since he's on tour, I'm going to his house to feed him.
We adopted like that because it's a very lucky dog. In a lot os aspects, but the most is that he didn't wanted to be an alley dog.
It's the most obedient dog you'll met. And it's beautiful, with blue eyes that make anyone fell in love. < p/>
I atualizated Sick, Fender, Basket and ocaine. Remembering that tha last one is on restricted section. All interactive. Particularly, I liked a lot of the Fender chapter. Thank you for the comments and for the indication on the sites. Three already came for an interview. Wouldn't be easier just one interview for the three sites?
By at 22:22PM
smiled when he read the post of the girl and went with the mouse to "Histories", next he clicked on "Non Interactive", going to "Nameless" and a picture written "New". Luck it was his day off.
Eight.
finished typing in her computer. She sighed and leaned in her chair. She passed her hands in her temples with eyes closes. She looked to her office.
Her apartment was tiny. To the others. It was good for her. Two bedrooms. One of them just fit a bed, a tiny table, a rack and shelf where she putted her books. The cabinet to clothes and shoes was built-in. The other bedroom was tiner and she used it as office. There was just a table where her computer and notebook were, a chair with the built in rack full of papers and files.
A small kitchen, a small bathroom, a tiny service area and a room a little bigger with a TV, the couch, a small center table and an armchair. At least it was organized.
She passed the hand on her face and looked at the clock. 18:33. Saturday and monday weren't days of posting in her site, her readers knew it. She left it pretty clear at the warning space at her site. And in her twitter. She always forgot to get in the last one. She had a lot of followers and couldn't read everything that they sent, but she always respond to the ones that she could.
She got up and went to the bathroom, taking her clothes off and having a quick shower, putting nice clothes later. Saturday was day of having dinner out. She wanted to eat something without reservation. It wasn't hard to find place for one in the restaurants. She didn't care if it was smoking or not smoking area. She smoked, but she could control it. It wasn't something that she was addicted. It was just to pass some cool image of her.
She got the purse and the car's keys, going to the garage and then the vegeta restaurant. As she prevent, it didn't took 15 minutes to get a table. Usually people that eat alone in places didn't take long to left, what was good for the place. She orders a cold dish and a white wine. She looked around and it was full of table with friends having fun or couples. She didn't even remember how was being like that with a lot of friends and she didn't got close to know how was like to be a couple. has a problem of not caring to don't have a boyfriend. She had her mans, of course, one here, other there. Never a serious relantionship. She didn't wanted one. Her friends always complain about the boyfriend that didn't called or the one that forgot the birthday of so many years of dating. She was happy to not worry about anyone but herself. And now Luck.
She drank her wine slowly, tasting it. She saw each person in that place. Until she got herself thinking about . What would he be doing now? Or how would it be if he was there to distract her? It was amazing how the time was faster when he started to talk with her. Not that they had a lot of time together, at least the moments that they had, for her, were fast and great.
Her dish came and she was still thinking about . Her dinner passed and he was still in her head. She asked the bill and what a surprise! He was still there. She get out of the place with him together, in her mind.
- That's insane - she whispered to herself, getting oin the car and putting the citbell while the valet closed the door. They haven't talk in a week. Not that she kept couting the days that they didn't talk, she just knew when she remembered him and count the days.
She went to a coffe place and bought a drink, getting back to the car and getting quiet, she turned the sound of the radio and looked to the sky.
"... And now one more All Time Low song, Stella."
She looked to the sky and turned her eyes, turning off the sound. She whispered, got back to face the sky. She didn't wanted to come back home now. She looked to the clock on the car. 21:30. It was early and she would take a long time to fall asleep. She turned the car and went to 's place, why don't spend some time with Luck? She was always well recepted by him.
... she didn't knew what to tell Carter. What it could be? I'm sorry, I will change? The things weren't that easy.
Denise could promise the world to him and yet she couldn't do everything that she promise. Her routine wouldn't let. Why break it? It was never bad.
- You could at least try. - he said, concern - Or at least pretend you're trying. - he said more concern.
She blushes.
- I don't want to try - she whispered without forces - I like this routine, I met you in it...
- No. - he cuts her phrase - You met me, just because you broke it. Do you think that is part of it because you include it. It wasn't a part, remember?
She didn't knew what to say to him. What could be? I'm sorry, I'll change? The things weren't that easy.
Denise choose to know that he was telling the truth. Her routine were made by not-routine. That was the idea. She saw him shake the head and turning, whispering "goodbye" before getting out of sight. She felt her eyes wet with the tears and her knees fail, making her sit on the square bench. It was so good that she didn't regret her choice, because it was too late to fix what she did.
Before she got up, to went home and remake her routine the way before Carter get in her life, she felt a punch in her heart. It was her heart protesting about her actions and choices.
Continues
finished reading the chapter of the history without a name that mentioned be inspired in him and Luck. Obviously there wansn't a dog character, or a bass guy of a famous band. But there was something in here that he knew it was part of him. He didn't knew where and he was absolutaly sure that the character was .
After finding her site and started to read the history, he get in there every break moments and reading all of the histories that he could. It was funny how she could imagine these situations, in a point of writing a lot of different histories and making every one really good. He never read so much in all his life as he was all that month.
He looked at the calendary. He got back in only three weeks to United States. He was in Japan and would be there for a few more days before left to Germany. He heard some knock on the door and get the atention away from his iMax. He got up when he heard the knocking again and went to the door, opening it and seeing .
- You're not going?
- Where? - he asks confused.
- Well, we're going with the people from Glamour Kills in that crazy restaurant, remember?
- Oh... I'm not in the mood, you guys can go.
- Oh, c'mon ! - hold the door when he saw the friend getting ready to close it. - Every time we get out you choose to be locked in the room. What you're doing here?
- Nothing. - he put his shoulders up.
- Dude, you're in Japan. C'mon, let's enjoy the town, the food, buying some cheap eletronics.
faced the iMac on the table of his room. It wouldn't get out from there.
- Ok. I'll put my shoes - he whispereed without emotion getting up to get it.
It didn't help at all that he went, bought a new BlackBerry, much better and with 3G internet where he would acess 's site and read her histories.
- What is this? - sat next to him, seeing the text that he was reading. The bass guy looked to the vocal with an eyebrow up.
- Do you need to spy? Can't you wait until I answer?
laughs and get out of next to him, stop reading what was on the phone screen.
- Are you reading histories, huh?
turned his eyes.
- wrote it, I'm seeing how they are.
- Do you wanna bet how he got all this time locked in the room because he was reading her histories? - passed at their side and made an irritable noise.
- Are you serious? - laughs - Oh, c'mon !
- He didn't knew that he's interest on the owner of his dog. - Jack got close when he heard the conversation.
- I'm interesting about knowing about her, not in her.
- Ok - the friends said ironically.
- , who you wanna lie to?
He shakes his head. He just liked 's histories, what was wrong about it? Would change something if he didn't knew her? Maybe. Probably the friends woudln't make fun of him every time he talked her name.
Nine.
- Hello? - run to answer the phone.
- Are you busy? - she could hear 's voice.
- No, no. - she got the phone and went to her room, laying in her bed. - Where you are now?
- London - he smiled - How are you?
- Ok.
- You don't seem ok.
- Well, is 9 AM here - she said, embaraced and he sighed his eyed, surprised.
- Aught. - he whisper. She laughs - I'm sorry, I forgot about your paticular timezone.
- Err... That's ok. Hot in here?
- Sort of, it's raining a lot. What about there?
- Hell. - laughs of the comment of the girl.
- Normal. And Luck?
- Very good. I guess now you'll feel a little difference on his size. He's eating more now.
- Is he fat?
- No. I putted a morning cooper with him in my agenda - they laugh - Is more for me than for him, but I guess he's pretty happy for making part of this programation. At least, when he comes back, he lays and sleep, so he don't give too much problems to you gardner or the pool cleaning guy.
laughs.
- They must be really suffering with Luck.
- A lot. But he's a good dog, excepting that he just obeys me, that chances it a little bit. But I learned that if I say to him obey one of them he gets good.
just listened to the excited voice of the girl, telling about everything that Luck did.
- You know what is more impressive? I don't get out with him in a dog-collar. He's awesome, extremely intelligent.
- Very impressive - laughs.
- A lot.
Then the subject was over. Until come back with it.
- Have you find your apartment?
- Not yet. - she said lowder - I don't find one that I like.
- Hm. - whispers - Ah! I got back on the end of next week.
- Really? - That's good! - She tried to not show too much exciting with the news. She felt happy for being able to see him again. - Luck will like a lot of the news.
As fast as the smile showed up on 's face, it went away with the complement of 's phrase. So Luck would like the news and she woudn't? She was indifferent? He was quiet without knowing what to say.
- ?
- Oh, I gotta go, they're knocking here. Send kisses to Luck.
- Ok. - she said, without emotion. Ok, kisses to Luck. Just for him. - Goodbye then.
- Yeah... Goodbye - and he turned off making her preshing the "off" button on the phone and opening the arms. She sighed. Why always that they ended a conversations by the phone, she felt bad and with the impression of missing a talk?
- What is that face, ? - asked, sitting on the sound box in front of the stage. - It's making three days since you're with this face of who eat and didn't like it.
- It's nothing, . You're seeing things. - he says serious, tuning his bass on the right toun.
- , if there's something you don't know how to do is disguising. Spit it.
The blond one sighted and took the band of the bass out of himself, giving the instrument to someone in staff. He sat on the side of , in the box, breathing deep.
- You know ?
- I knew it... - laughs - It had to be about her. Go on. What happened?
- There's some things on her bothering me.
You think her is a him?
They got quiet until slap on the head and whispers a "Aught".
- Don't say shit - he whispers - Is just that, ok, is stupid, but is poking me. She doesn't seem interested in me.
- Ahá! - points to him - Finally was taken by the right girl.
Pause.
- Let me see if I understood. - raised a hand - The right girl for me is the one who doesn't give a shit?
- No, , stop being stupid. - the insuted one raised the eyed - Look. All the girls you're interest on, are interest on you. Of course that 85% are groupies, but the others 14,9% are the ones who would do anything for you. The fans. And is 0.1% of the girls. Just because she is not interest on you. Or pretend she isn't. And is a good one because you learn more about her and you learn to deal with her.
- What?
- look, if you knew that she's interest on you, you woudn't be hours looking for her. You would just say "hey, when are we going to bed?" and just it. Because of her not be interested, you give more attention, wanting her more than the usual.
- Talking like that, you make me have the impression that I'm a crazy addicted that needs her company.
raised his shoulders.
- Look, , I don't say anything, just that you seem away since the beggining of the tour.
- I don't know how I may be interest on her. denies with the head. - I met her three times and sice we get on tour I only talk to her two times!
- I think it was love at the first sight. - made a thinking face - Think with me , c'mon, it's not hard - he adds when he saw the friends making a bad face and turning the eyes. - See, if you weren't interest on her, it wouldn't help with Luck and, consequently, you wouldn't let her get in your house without even know her.
- It makes sense.
- Of course it does. Well, since whern I say things that don't make sense? What a lie... - got up and left, leaving a thinking behind.
To be continue...
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