I'm skipping my math homework for you guys so be happy. Gosh, private school is hard! Me might want to change school, anyway I don't even remember where I was. I don't have internet as of right now so I can't check. Let's just hope it makes sense.

Oh! If anyone is reading my other story, I'll update soon. I have some days off, so I can figure out where I stopped. Some author I am, forgetting what I've written. Eh, you just sit there and enjoy the story, or role your eyes and find something you like better.

Do you believe in karma? Your good deeds add up in your next life, or maybe you're one of those who think it would do so in this life time. It would be fair wouldn't it? You might think of some skank or idiot at your school and agree with that. Still there are a lot of persons who have done a lot of bad thing, then regretting them. Should they still suffer for it?

If you love him it's worth the pain.

Yes, I was willing to take whatever pain karma or anyone else would give me. I did truly love him, even it seemed like he loved his art more than anything else. I was the number one living creature, even if he claimed that his art had a soul. It was just a canvas with paint on to me, but to him it was so much more. I bet he would love his art more than his first born. Would that surprise me? No, in some ways it would surprise me if he ever had children. I can imagine him being good with children, but I could never imagine him with his own children.

It was raining outside. I didn't want to go outside, but I know I had to. It doesn't matter if you want to or not when you need the money. One need food and somewhere to live is also great. My son was at his father. I looked up on the painting I had bought, he had liked it. Not as much as he would like one with pirates, but he didn't hate it.

I packed myself in a raincoat. I could hear it raining hard on the other side of the door. I didn't have a choice. I had to go to work, too late to call in sick or anything now.

City of Lights my ass, it was all dark outside. Some cars drove by, no one showering me. Thankfully. I could feel that my hair was dripping wet. I would have to pull it up so it wouldn't drip all over the customers.

Getting used to the cold and wet, I started enjoying the rain. Even so, I didn't shed any tears running inside changing into my dry uniform. I worked at an exclusive restaurant, one might say. I dried my face and removed my running mascara. One would have to look good to get any tip. Some people are that shallow. That was a good thing for me. Sometimes I would make more on tip than I did working.

I smiled to Clara who I was working with this evening. She gave me some tables, and I got off to work. My heart skipped a beat when I spotted Deidara. I was about to greet him when I saw this beautiful woman sitting across him. His hand over hers. I kept my face. I was breaking on the inside, even if I knew this would happen.

I walked over to their table with a smiled. Grated them and gave them a menu before I walked over to my other tables. It was a quiet night, not many wanted to go out in this weather. I could help study Deidaras fiancé. She had short blue hair, a white rose in her. Her skin was perfect and pale. Her perfect tight fitting forest green dress showed that she was big in the right places, but she had a petit frame. A perfect time glace figure. She noticed my eyes and smiled at me, I couldn't do anything but to smile back at her. I had thought I would hate her for having more of him than me. They were engaged, I was the one he was cheating on.

The only thing she made me do was to wonder. Why did he dislike her so much, and why would he choose me over her? She was so beautiful, prettier than me in so many ways. All I had was my blond hair, blue eyes and a skinny figure. Her grey eyes would take all the attention away from mine, her piercing sad grey eyes was a mystery, leaving mine boring. I was skinny, I had no fat, no curves, and I looked more like a little boy than a grown woman. Her body was beautiful. She was perfect, so why me? What made me better?

I had to go over to them again. "Ready to order?" I asked with a smile. Deidara looked at me. His eyes told me nothing, no emotions, all blank. "Yes, I think we are." Her voice was so sweet. "We'll take two of the daily special, and one bottle of red wine that goes with it." She showed me her ID. Her name was Konan, 24 years old. "Can you show me where the bathrooms are?" Deidara smiled, and added a please.

He followed me over to the bathrooms, pushed me against the wall and kissed me. "I'm guessing it's you're fiancé sitting out there," I said. He nodded, the whole situation was twisted enough. She could walk in on us any second. He didn't seem to care, I wanted to care. After a short while I had to push him off. "I'm on work, and I can't stay here forever without her getting suspicious." He just gave a sly smile. "Meet me here in half an hour?" I didn't give any answer, I just walked away. What if he was using me to break up with his girlfriend?