First thing in live,everytime we saw someone we might fell in love with them but do you ever wonder why? Cause i am.Everytime when a person past by i mean like anyone no matter how old they are or how different they are or where they come from,you might fell in love from the first time you saw them.I mean like anywhere. For me it call "first love at the first sight".For me why it call that when we in school we call it "crush". For me there is no word or disruption of a crush. But crush is just a definition of a *brief but intense infatuation for someone, especially someone unattainable* so that what it is.

Chapter 319
 
Poliana couldn't think at all. It was obvious that Lucius the First's beauty could be used as a weapon to distract his enemy.
The truth was, the emperor has been preparing for this day since he returned to Yapa. He ordered his room to be redecorated completely. The carpet, the wallpaper, and even the furniture were all replaced so their colors could enhance his look.
Poliana continued, "How could you look even more beautiful than the priceless jewels you are wearing, your highness? The red cape you are wearing looks especially perfect on you today. I am sure it costs a fortune, but if I was allowed, I want to give up my entire wealth to buy more of them for you…!"
Her training, when she was working as the emperor's personal guard, was at work now. Sir Mahogal taught her how to give proper compliments to the emperor, and Poliana couldn't stop herself from babbling. She thought even the flooring was making the emperor look more beautiful when suddenly, she realized what was happening.
This was the emperor's tactic!
'This is why he made me wait outside!'
It was too late for her to realize this. By the time Poliana could think, Lucius the First was already holding her hands. When she saw him up-close, Poliana blushed. The emperor even smelled beautiful.
She said to him, "Your highness! This isn't fair! You aren't fighting f-fairly. Your highness! You can't do this!"
"Haha."
Lucius the First didn't make an excuse. He just quietly escorted Poliana to a chair that was placed next to his own. Poliana kept repeating how he was being unfair, and when she was seated next to him, she became confused. 'Why is he sitting next to me? Why isn't he sitting in front of me?!'
Poliana tried to keep her distance from him by sitting as far away, and the emperor did not try to get closer. Poliana asked, "So, you spread the rumor about us?! How could you! That's not fair!"
"There is no such thing as a fair play in a war."
"But this isn't a war!"
"Of course, it is. This is the cruelest war there is. The war for love; a battle to gain a woman's heart."
If this was indeed a war, Poliana was at a disadvantage. Lucius the First already made a first surprise move, and now, she was bombarded with his unearthly beauty. But the emperor disagreed with her assessment, it was he who was always going to be on the losing side because he was the one in love. It was always going to be Poliana who had the key to ending this battle.
Even the emperor of this entire kingdom was weak when he was standing in front of the woman he loved. Lucius the First never forgot his weaker position. He was reminded of it every day, and instead of complaining about it, he was ready to use it to his advantage.
To win, one must do anything and everything necessary. The emperor was ready to do whatever it took to win Poliana's heart.
Poliana said to him, "I…"
She was finally beginning to get used to the emperor's beauty. It was a very difficult task, but thankfully, she spent a long time with him in the past, so she had at least some tolerance for him. Poliana remembered the words she planned to say to him before coming to Yapa. She was going to tell him about her plan.
'Let's do this!'
"Your highness, you and I…"
"After leaving Sitrin, I thought about our situation deeply."
"Pardon?"
Poliana became quiet as the emperor continued, "I thought about how the Pol I know would react. What would she say? Would she want to marry me just because we had a child together now? Before I left, I told you that I hoped you would become happy. You shouldn't deny the fact that you are a woman."
Lucius the First looked down a little before adding, "Later, I asked myself why I said such a thing to you. I know you aren't an idiot. You would never deny yourself happiness, right? Then suddenly, I realized that your definition of happiness was different than mine. This wasn't what you wanted. I assume you came here today to tell me this, right?"
The emperor smiled and said what Poliana was going to say, "You were probably going to tell me now that you are willing to marry me for Gerald. But you can't give up being a knight, so you want a divorce right after our wedding. You want me to say yes to this plan, right?"
This was exactly what Poliana was going to say to the emperor. When Lucius the First looked at her and held her hands. Poliana could not pull away as he asked, "Did I get it right?"
"Your highness is incredibly intelligent, wise, and… knows me very well. If you already knew what I was going to say, why did you do this?"
"Because you don't know."
"Don't know what?"
"Happiness."
Poliana frowned. She certainly knew what happiness was. It was the day she met the emperor and he accepted her as his knight; the day that he told her that if all of his knights were like her, he would've been able to conquer the continent twice as fast. It was the day when she was able to help his highness. The day she gained a new brother Sir Donau… and the day she saw the emperor's smile on that cliff.
All these days… They were Poliana's happiness.
"Your highness, I do know what happiness is like."
"No, you don't. You don't know and that is why you are refusing this. You may know a part of it, but not all of it. You don't know all the different kinds of happiness you can enjoy in your life. Only those who have experienced it can know, and since you haven't, how would you know? I realize that your definition of happiness is different than others, but Pol, you haven't experienced the joy others have. So how can you know if you don't want it? You have never experienced the kind of happiness the other women felt in their lives, so how can you say that you don't want it? You are frustrated that other people don't understand your definition of happiness, but you are doing the same thing. You are not willing to try the things that make other women happy."
This was the truth. Poliana became speechless and Lucius the First took his chance. He squeezed his hands around hers, taking her silence as her acceptance. Even if it wasn't, it didn't matter. He was going to do whatever it took to make his dream come true.
He said to her, "So please, give me a chance to show you."
Poliana felt shocked. She could see herself in the emperor's eyes. She could see that in this very moment, she was the only thing in his eyes.
Lucius the First continued, "I will show you what happiness feels like. I will show you the true joy of a woman being loved. I will teach you what it is like to be loved by the emperor. I promise that my love for you will never change."

The handsome Emperor falls in love with a Knightess! Knightess Poliana loses to the Acreian Army and despite her struggles to survive in a male infested military, she is now about to die. But then, the young king of Acreia sees her efforts and tells her: "I have a dream, I wish to conquer the world and become an Emperor, would you like to join me?"

Waking up, I turned around to look at Asher. He was sleeping peacefully, looking so innocent. But was he really? How was the peaceful thing going to ruin my life beautifully? 

The word's of Mr. Foxy rang in my years again. 
"Think, Adella. You are not dumb. Why would a man with such a high status marry you? I'll tell you. There are only two possibilities either he knows who you are or it's because  of the memories of your past life which have been disturbing him. 
Adella, get a hold of yourself. Ask yourself do you want to be strong or weak? Wake up before you ruin yourself. You still have to find out the mystery of each of your parents' deaths and take revenge for each one of them. 
Use the necklace, it will take you to each of the memories of them. Three memories. That's all. If you realise, well and good but if not….. "

Standing up from the bed, I walked towards the balcony. The breeze I felt on my cheeks was so soothing. Looking up at the moon, I realised something. No one can ever love me as much as my parents. No one. They were, are and will always be the greatest gift, I could ever receive. 

Love. True love. What is it? Is it the happiness a guy, who was a complete stranger, says he trusts you? Or was it when I looked in my mother's eyes, who pushed me away from her to save me? 

Care. Greatest care. When did I ever receive it? Was it when a guy was spending his money, buying me materialistic things? Or was it when my father gently wiped my knees when I first fell while I was walking? 

I was feeling so confused? Who am I without my parents, my armour who protected me each time? My head was aching as I closed my eyes sliding into the first memory. My first parents, centuries ago. 

"Mom, I am hungry." The little me whined, pulling at a lady's dress. Not just any lady. My mother. 

"Your dad will be back in a moment. Then all of us will have dinner together." She said as she crouched down, petting me. 

"Mom?" 

"Yes?" 

"Raven was laughing when I said a girl should be courageous and bold. Why was she laughing, mom?" 

"They think a man is what defines a girl." 

"Is it?" I asked, looking at her with curiosity filled in my eyes. 

"No. A girl is her own independent definition. She doesn't depend on a man for her definition. But…" Mom trailed off, as sadness clouded her eyes. 

"But what, mom?" 

"Nothing. Remember, Adella you are not anyone's definition. You are a warrior. And I am not ashamed that my daughter can do things which even makes a man shiver. You are not a jinx but my pride. And not just mine but also your father's." She said as her face held a proud smile which she passed down to me. 

"I will not let you down mom. I will be something everyone will look up to." 

"I know." She said, caressing my cheek. The softest, purest touch I ever felt. 

"A girl is not her face or her etiquettes or her clothes. A girl is her character. A girl is a goddess which can not only handle her family but also has the courage to change the world for the better. She's not just any caged bird but a phoenix, who rises each time after being burnt to ashes." She said as she stood up. Her eyes held determination as her voice held courage. The courage which could have changed the whole world. 

"Mom."

"Yes?"

"You are the best." I said, as I hugged her legs. 

"Am I?" She asked laughing, as she lifted me up in her arms. 

"Yes!"

"Let's go. I'll show you something." She said, walking out the kitchen to her and father's room. 

We entered as she turned around to close the door. Opening her cupboard, she pulled the clothes to one side revealing a knob. She turned it as it revealed a dark passage. Putting me down, she picked up the candle which was burning on father's study table, handing it over to me. 

"Walk ahead, Adella." 

"Yes mom." Following her words, I stepped into the dark passage. We walked till we reached a spacious room. Taking the candle from me, my mother lit up the lamps, lighting up the once dark room. 

There was a sword kept in the centre of the room. Mom walked towards it as she lifted it up, removing it's scabbard. The sword was not only beautiful and shiny but also sharp and dangerous. 

"Come here, Adella." She said, as she crouched down. Taking small steps, the little me walked to her. "Read the words inscribed on the sword." 

I looked at the sword to find those three words which I didn't know at that time, will be the basis of my life. 

"Loyal. Brave. True." 

"These are the three qualities of a warrior." Both mom and me turned around, to look at a man standing at the end of the passage. It was none other than my father. 
"It takes three lifetimes to discover these three qualities which are already engraved deep in your soul." 

"Yes father." I said as I turned to him standing straight. My mother stood up as she bowed to him, paying him her respect. "My lord." 

"Hmm. Adella?" 

"Yes father?" 

"Starting from tomorrow, we'll discover your bravery. You have to stand in my shoes tomorrow. Be prepared." 

"Yes father." 

Slowly opening my eyes, I looked at the sun rising. It was so beautiful. It wasn't only marking the beginning of a new day but also foreboding the darkness of tonight.

"Happy birthday, Adella." I heard those words as two arms wrapped around me from behind. My eyes widened as I turned around to look at my husband. 

How does he know it's my birthday? Unless… 



Nyctophilia.

Finding comfort in the darkness of the night. 
Crazy, isn't it? Who in their right mind will find comfort in darkness? 

I, Adella Weisser, did. 

Found by a man on Earth. I was sold off to the black market. But luckily when the auction was taking place I was bought over by a kind man. 

The man and his wife were kind enough to bring me up. Provide me with food, education and clothes. But all days are not the same. The man was a businessman and his company was going bankrupt as he was drowning in debts. 

His real daughter never cared for the old man's troubles but she always wanted the old man to bring her the best things that existed. She never wanted to be second. 

Even though the lady didn't like me, she never fought with the old man when he gave me the same things he gave his daughter. 

Troubled. I stepped out to find a solution to the old man's troubles. And happened to stumble upon a handsome man. On our first meet my necklace entangled with his shirt's button as my fate entangled with his. 

Returning back home. I found out that I was sold to the same man as a wife. 

Funny. Were our fates only entangled and not our hearts? Will he ever see me as anything more than a mere bought over wife?

I don't know the answers to these questions but I knew I had to find them along my way.

And I will.

P.S. I'll change the book cover soon this shall be the final name for the book. No more changes. And I'm editing the already published chapters.

*P.O.V means Point Of View, and Menzoni is the main character of this story, her first name is "Mezu" (12 years old) and in the present time, she reveals her story and tells us about her past as the way she sees;
(Menzoni P.O.V)
"Mother" and "Father"...
These two words, the two words that actually meant everything to me in the past, everything, the two words that had more meaning than anyone else thinks of it has to be, even more than its definition in the dictionary; It's the two persons who take care of their children... And, All I was enjoying the most... Is that I kept making fun of these idiots who wrote that definition, I really did enjoy teasing them the whole time,... We were such a happy family, living in "California"... Many years ago, I was too lucky, more than I thought!...
When I was around the two true mother and father that brought me to this life, they were my guide, I could never live without them...
Mum, the blonde woman who took care of me more than anyone else did, she was my source of all care and love, she taught me the true meaning of love, She gave me care more than I needed... And every time I was with her, I looked at the world as if I'm the luckiest girl in the world because she (I mean myself) had the best mother in the world... And dad, he was the father that every kid wished to have...
But he was better before he became the (Junior High School's) headmaster, 'cause he became so jealous and selfish now...
Every evening, back there, I and my parents used to go and visit somewhere in the city like the museum, the stores, and more. Everywhere we went together, they always bought for me candies, they knew that I like that stuff so much, they might know everything about me! Everything I hated and everything I loved so much! I was in heaven and I wasn't realizing that at all! I still remember well that day, when I was 6 years old, and when we went to grandpa's farm, it was my very first time to visit a farm! There were so many animals, silence and peace, a difference between here and there! There were cows, chickens, dogs, cats, etc... and more! I couldn't heonamed it "The animal land" where all the kinds of animals exist in one place! And when we, the three of us, we're discovering more that place, (Maybe I was the only one who was discovered, because they're my parents, they're older than me, they started their lives before I did and they're also farmers' children!)
We were just walking and looking around, that place is so quiet! Not like the city! I got too excited and I ran through the trees and grass, at the same time, dad put his hand on mum's shoulder, they looked at each other and smiled...

Despite Mezu being happy with her parents, her life would change completely after her mother got killed right in front of her... How did she react to that accident?

I know you all have different point of views, cultures, background as well as definition of love, but I will like to share with you a definition we all know; i mean that of the dictionary (oxford) and my own definition.


       OXFORD DEFINITION OF LOVE

The oxford dictionary defines love by dividing it into three main parts_

-AFFECTION: a strong "feeling" of deep affection for someone or something,

-ROMANTIC: a strong "feeling" of affection for somebody that you are sexually attracted to.

-ENJOYMENT: a strong "feeling" of enjoyment that something gives you.

To sum up the definition, love means having a very strong "feeling" or affection for somebody. 

Please note one common word_ "feelings"

       MY OWN DEFINITION OF LOVE

I define love as "sacrifice"_ love is "sacrifice". Short and simple.

As Mo Jia's bodyguard described the whole incident, everyone in the room had different expressions.
The uneasy feeling that Mo Jia has been avoiding earlier came back again as Mo Zihan opened his mouth, "How could he.."
Ying Yue glared at him before he could speak any further. He raised an eyebrow to which she shook her head at him. This little exchange escaped Mo Jia's eyes since since she was busy sorting out her thoughts.
Looking at Mo Zihan, Ying Yue could tell that he was angry when his sister is being treated as such. But she did not want him to badmouth Tang Yichen in front of Mo Jia, not when she was not sure about her feelings.
Ying Yue could see it that her brother Tang is smitten by this woman. Why would he cheat on her when he is making efforts on his part to spend more time with Mo Jia?
As for his Secretary… Ying Yue narrowed her eyes as she thought about Lucy. Call it a woman's sixth sense, but she has always felt that the woman was quite bitchy.
She has noticed it before that Lucy would always glare at her when she talked with Tang Yichen.
'Don't tell me that bitch is also eyeing brother Tang like my manager?' She wondered to herself before looking at Mo Jia, "So, was this the reason why your heart ached?" She asked her, feeling amused.
Did she not know what it meant when her heart is reacting to a man? 
Mo Jia frowned. Was Tang Yichen the reason behind it? "Yes," she replied. Whenever she felt such weird sensations, it was always related to that grumpy man.
Mo Zihan looked at Ying Yue confusedly as the woman went on, "Then, why do you it has got something to do with heart issues? Didn't you consider it that you are in love?"
Nian Zhen bobbed his head slightly, appreciating Ying Yue for coming to this point. His Young Miss' low EQ certainly was a problem.
Mo Jia's head snapped towards Ying Yue, "You mean to say that this is love?"
Ying Yue chuckled, "Why not?" Her gaze landed at Mo Zihan, "My heart skips a beat when I look at you," She said and Mo Zihan's eyes darkened as his breathing hitched at the intensity of her gaze. The woman averted her gaze before looking back at Mo Jia, "Lovers say such things to each other."
"Its philosophical, isn't it?" Mo Jia pursed her lips.
Ying Yue sighed as she leaned back on the couch in defeat. It seemed things like love are beyond Mo Jia's comprehension.
"What is your definition of love?" Mo Zihan took the matter into his hands.
"The emotion experienced when oxytocin is released in the brain. That emotion is love," Mo Jia said it from neuroscience standpoint without batting an eyelid before continuing, "It induces warm and fuzzy feelings of trust, affection, romance and bonding. Usually peaks after the sex act which causes bonding-useful as a cooperative mechanism for men and women so they can raise the resultant child, increases sexual arousal. Some foods, especially chocolate boost oxytocin, which is why it is the typical gift given by guys to their girlfriends, so as to put them in mood," she concluded, her tone serious and expressions stoic.
Both the men in the room choked on air while Ying Yue's face reddened as she tried to control her laughter. She did not want to appear rude but this is so hilarious. Damn! What a typical definition of love.
She looked at Mo Jia as if she was an exotic treasure. No wonder Brother Tang fell in love with her, she is so adorable.
Unaware of the gazes on her, Mo Jia looked at the wall in front of her before continuing, "I indeed felt some of these fuzzy feelings so I suggested that we should date."
Their marriage was a kind of accident and they have not consummated the marriage which eliminates the 'sex act' from the definition, subsequently eliminating the chance in between them. They were more like… friends?
Ying Yue did not want to do this but her mischievous side kicked in at this moment, "You mean to say that this is just the first stage of affections? And not love?"
Mo Jia nodded her head. That's what she meant. 
"Then how about we push brother Tang towards other women?" She asked to which three heads snapped at her direction in an instant. She coughed before continue, "Come on! Don't look at me like that. Brother Tang is one of the most eligible bachelor, so what if Miss Mo does not wants him, other women are ready to pounce on him. What do you think of that?" She asked.
Mo Jia frowned, "We can just file for divorce and part amicably so that he can have anyone he wants," She repeated the same words she had said in the morning.
Ying Yue smirked evilly, "Imagine the sight of Brother Tang romancing with a woman, kissing her passionately, what do you feel?''
Nian Zhen: "_" Second Young Mistress is quite… straight-forward.
Mo Zihan sudden had the urge to kiss the woman as she suddenly seemed so sexy. But he controlled himself and focused on his sister, waiting for her answer.
"Vulgar sight," Mo Jia scrunched her face at the thought of Tang Yichen kissing a woman in the same way he had kissed her. It was not a good feeling.
"Right, so what would you do now?" Ying Yue asked.
"I'll just stay away from such lecherous men like elder brother have suggested me to," She quickly said, ignoring every single thought running through her mind.
"_"
She was fit for science but about such things… The more she thought, the more it felt like her head would split open.
Ying Yue glanced at both the men who were looking at her expectantly. She tried her best but Mo Jia's problem was incurable. The woman either did not understand or she did not want to understand it.


When childhood sweethearts reunite after years, sparks fly. But the sparks flew so high that they ended up landing in the Civil Affairs office on the same day.

So, what are these two big shots gonna do when they get to know each other's identity? Will their infatuation as kids change into something intense this time?

JOSEPHINE's POV

When the assembly finished, the professors told us to line up. They mentioned that the classes will be arranged by the ranking on our entrance exams. Sh*t, I'm stuck with Hernandez.
The first class will be consisting of the students who are ranks from one to forty. At least, I'm still with Yasmin. I wonder how Yusuf is doing with Caleb, though.
Entering the room, I'm glad that we can sit anywhere we want. I sat in the middle beside Yasmin. I don't want to sit on the front nor the back.
Our professor for the first class entered the room. "Good morning class. I'm Ms Abigail Griffin. Welcome to theatre arts. I know that some of you are already theatre actors as I have seen you in some plays but want to understand more the art of theatre. Oh, before you ask, I'm your acting teacher."
She looks pretty but strict. I thought.
"Ms Josephine King?" our professor said.
I raised my hand. "Present."
She slammed the board. She's in her twenties, but she's already a really strict professor.
She walked around the classroom, bringing the class' master list with her. "Ms Josephine King, stand up."
I stood up without hesitation because I'm really eager to become a theatre actor that understands the craft. I was already in plays back in high school but my parents don't allow me to join theatre companies outside the school until now.
"Mr Harper Hernandez, stand up," he stood up as well.
Ms Griffin looked at Hernandez and me alternately before stopping at Hernandez. "From the two of you, can someone tell me what is the definition of acting based on art?"
We raised our hands at the same time but our professor let Harper talk. Tch. "Mr Hernandez, please take those disrespectful hands of yours from your pockets."
He followed the instruction our professor had just told him. "Ms Griffin, there are two definitions of acting according to art. The first one, as a noun, is the art or occupation of performing in plays, movies, or television productions."
He smirked and continued with his answer after pausing for a while, thinking about his answer probably. "While on the other hand, as an adjective, is temporarily doing the duties of another person, synonymous to a substitute."
Our professor smiled at him, satisfied with his answer. "Very well said, Mr Hernandez. You may now take your seat."
She then walked towards me. "Ms King, you have written in your essay that theatre is your passion but you also have a love for psychology," she crossed her arms and stood in front of me like a boss. "So, may I ask you, Ms King, what's the definition of acting in psychology?"
I smiled and stood up properly. "Ms Griffin, in psychology, acting is a part of psychoanalysis which by definition is a set of theories and therapeutic techniques related to the study of the unconscious mind, which together form a method of treatment for mental disorders."
I cleared my throat because it was drying out since I was trying to speak without shaking. "Given the definition of psychoanalysis, the word act in psychology simply means the expressing of repressed or unconscious feeling in overt behaviour."
Our professor then smiled at me. I think she's satisfied, I'm happy about that. "Nicely spoken, Ms King. The professor who was in charge of your interview in the university has been telling me that you're one of the most diligent students when it comes to answering high intelligence questions and I could definitely see that. You may now take your seat."
Upon sitting, I felt someone staring at me so I looked at the direction and saw Hernandez staring at me. For some reason, we understand each other even though we're not speaking verbally.

'You're dead meat if you try to compete with me, Fina.' Harper looked at me with a sharp glare
Don't you dare ever call me Fina, Hernandez. We're not close. I furrowed my eyebrows at him.
Remember that you are the one who destroyed our friendship. He smirked.
Is it my fault that you're such an arrogant douchebag? I raised my eyebrow.

I then felt Yasmin poke me. "Pst. The professor is looking at both of you."
Upon looking at our pretty but strict professor, she had her right eyebrow arched. "Are you done staring at each other, Mr Hernanez and Ms King?"
I felt Hernandez' smile even though I could only see him in my peripheral view and my classmates who are trying to suppress their laughter since we're not acquainted yet. Tch, such an annoying face.
My professor started to explain what we'll be doing today. I was taking notes, being the bored student right now, so I just decided to write what she's stating using stenography. I stopped writing upon hearing my name.
Oh, good Lord.


***


YASMIN's POV

Our acting professor thought it was a good idea to test our acting skills on day one. She said it was a preparation for the representatives who will be auditioning for the competition next month.
The competition is between the seventeen sections of the theatre majors. We'll be competing with each other for the roles of the play our college will be doing for a high school in the province. If the play will be successful and important men noticed our play, the actors chosen will be performing the play at big universities here in our country and they will be guaranteed a spot in the Theatre Organisation.
And because she felt like it, she decided to use a script from one of Shakespeare's most famous stories.
"I'm going to pick partners and you're going to show me this scene that I'm going to flash on the screen. No pressure, no need to memorise because it's still your first day and the majority of you here are amateurs so it might be overwhelming. I just want to see your talent and skills."
While she was calling out the partners, I was glad but worried when I found out that I'll be with the greatest enemies on earth.


***


JOSEPHINE's POV

While Hernandez, Yasmin, and I are throwing our lines I felt his stare. I just let it slide because it might be needed for the role.
We went back to our original seats when Ms Griffin's alarm went off. Only three groups will be presenting today, according to her and we're part of those three groups. We'll be the last performers of the day.
I felt terrified with the way she shouted at the first groups.
"You deliver the lines too slowly!"
"You're too emotionless!"
"You're not doing justice to this masterpiece!"
"Your moves are too formulated!"
She sighed. "Harper Hernandez, Yasmin Hernandez, and Josephine King. You're last."
The three of us stood up and sent signals to each other by nodding.
We're on Act 2, Scene 2 wherein the nurse, Romeo, and Juliet are the ones present. We'll be doing original poetry so we really have to move and speak like people from the Elizabethan era.
While preparing for the scene, the class stood quiet. We then acted upon our role.
Hernandez and I looked at each other, without hesitation. He smiled like a teenage boy who fell in love at first sight. "So thrive my soul--"
"A thousand times good night!"
When we finished the scene, we went to the middle, held hands, and bowed. Everyone applauded, including our professor.
She smiled at us. "I certainly didn't expect that kind of performance because according to my observation earlier, Mr Hernandez and Ms King had some bad blood going on. I surely didn't see that in this presentation. You two looked really fond of each other. The delivery of lines, the execution, the actions, even with Ms Hernandez playing the role of the nurse, oh god, the three of you are so fit for the role!"
She stood up. "If you keep this up, I certainly will choose the three of you as part of the representatives of our class. Class dismissed."
While I was arranging my things, Yasmin spoke beside me. "Hey, I'll just be at our usual spot since my next class is still at 3:30 pm. Dramatic lit."
I smiled. "That's my favourite class, no fair that you'll be experiencing it first before me," I stated like a child who is envious because my neighbour got the latest car toy before me. Yasmin and I did our usual long handshake before I continued to speak. "My next class is 1:15 pm, Scenic Design. It's already 12 nn, let's eat lunch?"
"Let's go."
Yasmin and  I looked at the direction where the familiar voice came from. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? Jisung ditched me. He said he'll have lunch with his boyfriend, I don't want to be a third wheel anyway."
I sighed, not happy with how my day is going. "Let's go?"

Leaving their high school life behind, Josephine, Yasmin, and Yusuf move forward to a chapter of their life, college. With their never-ending love for theatre, they decided to go for performing arts.  

This life is messy, it won't be easy. Relationships, career, and their own life might be in danger with the path they're going to take. Will they take another step and enter in the dark world of reality or will they step back and stay in the comfort of a young person?

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(EXCERPT 1)

"Mr. Hernandez, what's your problem?" She asked in a very formal way, acting as if she has never crossed paths with him personally and only knew of him because of his outstanding academic and extra-curricular performance.

Harper laughed. "Wait," he put his lips close to her ear. "Sit properly, you're wearing a skirt and you're sitting like a frog," he smirked.

Fina faced him, her eyes showing evident emotions of irritation. With only inches away from his face which also makes them look like they were about to kiss, she spoke. "Mr. Hernandez, we're not children anymore. We don't have the same bond as before so please, know your limits. And for the record, it's not my fault if garbage like you would look at my body that way."

She pushed his face as Yasmin suddenly appeared at the space between Fina and Harper, a wide smile on her face that reached her ears. "Hey love birds, will you stop bickering? The assembly is about to start," Yasmin playfully raised her eyebrows.

Alarmed, Fina and Harper faced Yasmin almost at the same time. "We're not love birds!"

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(EXCERPT 2)

Caleb handed Yusuf his helmet and rode his bike. 

Yusuf followed him and hopped on as well and slowly wrapped his arms around Caleb from behind, his face turning crimson red.

"I... like the feeling of this. We should do this more often," Yusuf blushed and smacked Caleb's hand that was holding him. 

Caleb laughed before letting go of Yusuf's hand and started the engine. "Where do you want to go?" He asked.

"Heartlands," Yusuf answered.

Caleb looked back at Yusuf, furrowing his eyebrows. He is confused. Why Heartlands?

"You want to go to the playground. Are we a junior school couple?" Caleb asked, chuckling at the thought of them going to a playground for a date.

Yusuf nodded shyly, referring to Caleb's statement that he wants to go to a playground. "Please?" Yusuf tried to persuade Caleb by puffing his cheeks because he knows Caleb loves his cheeks to look puffy.

Caleb groaned. "Fine, stop puffing your cheeks. I might not be able to resist myself."

He knows he can never resist this boy, this is the sweetest thing they have ever done while they were testing the waters. 

It's the first time that he's actually felt like this. He couldn't explain what the feeling is, the only thing he knows is that he is so happy when he is with Yusuf. A happiness that he feels can last a long time. No, he feels it will last for a lifetime. Heck, maybe even another lifetime.

Caleb noticed that Yusuf's cheeks became a darker crimson, and because of what Caleb witnessed, he laughed and the bike started running. 

Caleb parked his bike near the area as they head into the currently deserted playground. 

Yusuf almost immediately fled to the top of the slide happily while Caleb was just strolling peacefully behind him. 

"You're really happy here?" Caleb asked while his hands were in his pockets, watching the joyful Yusuf that is in front of him.

Yusuf nodded. "I met the two b*tches here."

Caleb grinned. "You call them b*tches but you're really soft for them."

Yusuf looked down and paused. 

"They're the reason why I'm alive," Yusuf smiled and sat at the top of the slide.

Her last words barely left her mouth when James pulled her into his arm arms and invaded her mouth, delivering a hot searing kiss that could topple anyone. The kiss was full of longing and passionate love. They were so into their moment that they felt as if the world was perfect, but of course they knew it was not so they just wished that the world could end right then while everything in their world was at peace.
After a while they reluctantly patted but only because they needed to breathe.
They spent the rest of the long ride talking about what her parents liked and disliked, Katie slept for a while in the arms of her man. Their ride up was the perfect definition of peaceful.
In Jeremy's, Cindy's and Anna's car.
This is my first time meeting CEO Ning, who knew he was so sweet and charming" Anna quietly said.
"Wrong sweetheart, he is only sweet to one person and that is…"
"Katie" Cindy and Jeremy said in unison and they laughed 
Looking at Jeremy's charming smile Anna felt like she could melt, she has always had a huge crush on Jeremy, well maybe it started out a crush but it soon moved to infatuation and love.
He was the perfect definition of sweet, playful and smart. Although among the rich circle he had a reputation of womanizer it wasn't so. He partied a lot but with his friends, he drank a lot but with his friends and he occasionally doesn't spend the night at home but that's probably because he passed out on the floor of his friend's apartment.
As Anna sat there and watched him and Cindy converse and how he occasionally turned to smile at her she made up her mind that this weekend she was going to tell him how she felt.
In Danny's car
"You have to come man, I can't be forced to do this alone" Danny said to his phone
"Do what? Meet your wife, look Danny I have a lot on my plate I can't make it" a masculine and beautiful voice said from the other side of the phone.
"Oh come on, you have been doing the same everyday for years, if you take a break it won't kill you." Danny replied
"Hmm really, goodbye and gave fun." The man at the other end was about to hang up when Danny hurriedly said, "Ok…ok maybe if you take a break you would be able to continue with a fresh mind."
"Fine, send the address I'll be there." And with that the man finally hung up

Katie Song is a beautiful CEO of a small clothing line, but what happens after her night of fun with the strange man 
secrets and adoption. Read how she finds love and also unlocks the secret of her life.
she has to find out who her real parents her and fit it in to the world of the rich
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James Ning a lovable CEO with an overprotective sister who has a dark secret.

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Rose, a lady of both worlds. Both light and dark, but she seems to be the only one who can help our lovers get their happy ending. But no one really knows her except one but does he really know her.
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Yes this is a love story and it may seem predictable and boring but I implore you to give it a try. The true story lies in how our characters end up whether a happily ever after or a tragic end.

"Come in!" I shouted as I heard a knocked at my door.


The door opened and it emits Thelo, my only first cousin and my adoptive brother.


"Hm?" I raised my left brow but my sight is still on the book.


From my peripheral view, I saw him sat down on my bed "How are you, Cyn Wisteria?"


I rolled my eyes as he called me by my complete first names. "Im fine, Waldo Thelonious" I replied.


He cleared  his throat "I heard about what happened."


I stopped reading "It's nothing" I immediately stated.


"I think you should stop."


I looked at him and smiled "No"


"Why? Why are you keep on chasing him?" 


"You already know my reason." I shrugged and laughed a bit "Isn't it unfair? I have feelings for him all of a sudden while he, he haven't. I'm just being practical here."


"I'm not happy with he have done to you, Cyn." seriousness is really evident in his voice.


"Who would be?" a fleeting silenced passed "Look, instead of thinking the negative side, why don't you see the improvement? He talked to me. Unlike in the past, he will just ignore me or responds a nod and a shrug like he can't talk."


He nodded twice "He talked to you but he's so harsh"


"He's just being frank, Thelo."


"We all know that his a 'man of honor'." he raised both of his pointer and middle fingers to do the quotation mark sign


"Yeah?" I look at him


He sighed "Honor is a twin of pride, princess"


"Then?" 


"A lady of principle like you will never get along with a man full of pride like him" There! I knew that was his point.


"How do you say do?"


"Bareea and I? No matter how we loved each other, we separated. She's a woman of pride while I'm full of my principles. We might be compatible on most of the things but when it comes to opinionated things," he sighed "We can't get along and I think we'll never be"


"Because you two didn't give it a try. Look, no matter what circumstances there are, if you love each other then that will be nothing but a louse, so easy to remove."


He raised his brow "What do you know about love? hm, princess?"


"It's a feeling to be felt, to be give and to be receive" I simply said


"Can you state a concise definition?" he's challenging me. This is the first time we talked about me chasing Tivo. I don't exactly know why.


"I already stated it. By the way, does it need to have? Because if it does, the one I stated earlier is my definition for love."


He shake his head and smile "Stop when you know it needs to be, princess." I replied a nod "Wait, did you eat my yogurts?"


I raised both of my hands "I invoke my right against self-incrimination." I sweetly smiled.


He laugh and tapped my head "Have you seen, Mommy?"


"She's at the garden, I guess?"
"Okay. Gotta go" before he close the door I heard his shout "Queen?!"


I laughed. He always said that Auntie Mommy is his queen and I'm his princess and it's for eternity. I asked him one time if what's the position of the girl he will loved forever. He answered, empress. I find it cute for him. On the record, his an oh-so serious man.


I sigh and continue reading. A two hours passed I decided to took a bath and went downstairs for the lunch, after. I nod everytime I was greeted by our helpers. 


"Princess!" Auntie Mommy greeted me with a kiss on my cheeks.


"Where's Uncle Daddy?" I asked.


She pouted "I'm here yet you find your Uncle Daddy."


I laughed "Why and how will I find you if I know where are you, Auntie Mommy?" she rolled her eyes "Yeah right. Eat your lunch, you might get late." 


I ate my lunch and bid my goodbye to Auntie Mama after. On my way to school, I just read again so that I'm prepared when my profs are conducting surprise recitations.


When I arrived at the university, I immediately went outside of the car and took the path to the law building. Four journalists bumped onto me.


"Hi! Can we borrow a five minutes of your time?" A nerdy journalist asked.


I got my phone and set my timer for five minutes "Sure" I clicked my phone to start the timer.


"This interview is for the university's paper. Do you believe in fall out love? Justify your answer."



"No, because there isn't." I simply said.


"How'd you say that there isn't?"


"There isn't. Love doesn't fall out. It just changes into different type of love. Example a married couple decided to be annulled not because they fall out of love, it's because the romantic love they felt at the start changes into a typical platonic love."


"Last question" 


I looked at the timer "One minutes and ten point two seconds" I stated.
"The 'chasing' is all over the premises. What's the difference of your chasing to others?"


"What they have done is stupidity, not exactly a chase. Well, if its a chase then I have a unique one than them" my timer rang. I look at it."Time's up" 


Someone cleared his throat that makes me froze. "What's the use of your unique chase if I would'nt choose you?" that struck me more than his presence.


A fleeting silenced passed. I look at him as I knew that he state those words while looking at him. I composed myself.


"A proof" I genuinely smile "A proof that you're just not a man of honor, a man of pride but you're also a stupid guy." 


I held my chin up and started to walk. It's not because I have feelings for him, I will let him embarrassed me in front of many people. 


A minute passed, I stop and look around. I am beyond of the room where my supposed class is. I smoothly turned around so nobody will notice what I've done. But, I am completely shock when I saw that they're still looking at me. And, two person caught my attention; Lark, who's trying to contain his laugh and Tivo, who's brows furrowed while his two fingers are touching his lips.

 I cleared my throat and went inside of our room.







*****

'I have all the rights and power to fight but you engaged me in battle where I became unconsciously indefensible.'



After a long journey of chasing, she gave up. She was emptied. She was hurt. She was kept hurting. Then, she reflected. She moved on. She moved on with her secret. She promise to live with her life. She will conquer every of her battle. Not until one day. She tampered again at his battle. Was it really his battle? To whom the battle was? Who did really tamper? In that battle, will they win? 




Will they win...




If the battle was between the DEFENSE (DEFENDER AND DEFENDANT) against the PEOPLE OF THE PHILIPPINES.



or



If the battle was between the DEFENDER and the DEFENDANT?

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