A kiss that is never tasted is forever and ever wasted by Billie Holiday

According to my research, three years since my lovely crush broke up with her girlfriend who migrated to Italy. But until now she never move-on, so I'm waiting for the time when she can finally love again. Well, it was tough to wait, but until my ultimate dream wifey is single, there is still HOPE.

So here I am, looking at the vanity mirror and seriously fixing my make-up because make-up being on fleek was life. Even though you are not good at drawing if you master the arts of makeup, you can live forever.

"Nanoha, thirty minutes before we go live" Miss Florian reminded me.

Amitie Florian is the head writer slash producer of our noontime show where I'm one of the regular hosts. I did not face miss Florian, but I looked at her through the mirror and smiled. She was standing at the doorway of the dressing room.

"For a while miss Florian, I'm just finishing my make up," I said

"Well hurry, or else you won't be able to eat your lunch, your host-mate already finished eating," She said, I just smiled at Miss Florian, she smiled back and left me alone again in the dressing room. When there was no one except me in the room, I took my handbag and opened it. The two bars of snickers seems to glow inside my bag the moment I saw them. I closed my eyes, and I counted one to ten before closing my bag again and put it in the chair beside me. I took my bottled water on my left and drank its' contents it one gulped. I'm on a diet. I'm doing a water fasting. Actually last night I ate a whole box of pizza and 1.5 liters of coke to celebrate my success of having the supporting role in a drama series, where I was the best friend of the lead female artist.

I stood up and inspect my whole body. I'm wearing a white crop T-shirt and ripped jeans, with black boots to complete the set. I looked at my exposed tummy. It was still flat, but I can't help but get worried about my weight.

Three years ago was the turning point in my life. Since elementary up to high school, I belong to the obese community. I was so fat then I'm the number one victim of bullying, so I tried so hard to lose weight. When I managed to lose some extra pounds in less than a year, I posted my story on Facebook, and it hit a 1000 likes and share in one night. I become an inspiration to some ladies who also struggling in their weight. Media took an interest at me, and I was interviewed in some popular talk shows and health show. Miss Florian liked me, so she offered a segment in her noon time where I was the host, it was called a 200-pound beauty, a reality show about fat people. That show has been canceled for a while now. But miss Florian still kept me and made me a regular host of another show, then a few months after I was offered to have supporting roles, mostly I was the sidekick or best friend of the lead character, or the extra guy who will mostly die at the beginning of the series. A few months after, I become a mid-end celebrity.

I love my job, especially being a host. I love working with different people and meeting them. I also model some beauty products, perfume, clothing and even cheap canned food. Being a supporting actress is just extra credit, I never really into acting. So for me hosting is my passion, and in this kind of work IMAGE is your powerful weapon.

Suddenly Suzuka, my best friend, who happens to be my personal assistant, make up artist, and sibling-in-law, knocked on the doorway, she looked worried.

"Nanoha I have bad news," she told me frowning. I immediately become alert and looked at her entirely. She closed the door behind her and lean on it so nobody will interrupt us.

"It's about your request for your security team from TSAB agency," She told me

TSAB agency is the best Security Agency in Japan- Scratch that it was the best in the WORLD. They Provide top of the line agents that protect celebrities (like me) and VIP's not only in the country but for the whole world, and the Love of my life, My hot SEXY, down to earth, angel, so beautiful ultimate dream crush is currently the vice president of that Company.

"What About it?" I asked hoping it was not as bad as she thought

"Fate Testarossa denied your request; asking her to become your personal bodyguard... Again" she answered.

Ouch, That is bad news.. I thought.

A/N

I know, I have two stories to finish but.

Nah I won't give any excuses for my self except, I'm just having a hard time lately, sorry about that.

But this one has an ending actually already ( in my memories), This story is based on a local pocketbook. Forgot the Title though,

AND FOR DISCLAIMER

I DON'T OWN ANYTHING.

and so sorry for any wrong grammar, spelling, etc.