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Spring Fantasy Chapter 6-Amara and Max Part A
"..." = talking '...' = thinking
[East- Max and Amara]
"Can you please paint this for me? I really loved you painting of the 'Sky and Ocean'." A girl gushed over Amara as she sweat dropped.
"Um... I'm kinda busy right now. If you give me your address, maybe I'll send something to you later." Amara said, looking around for Max, hoping that he'll come and save her from this somehow.
Just then Max walked out of the fast food restaurant and saw Amara, he looked at the crowd around her and shook his head. This is not the first time fans crowded Amara, and he has a feeling this won't be last time either.
He decided that he'll be nice and 'save' Amara, so he threw the half finished sandwich away and watched as Amara looks as if she's going to cry. He scratched his head, not knowing what he did.
Then he watched as a man approached Amara with other black suited men behind him. Max pointed behind Amara, as she turned to face those men.
"Who are you? And what do you want?" Amara asked, hoping that Max would come sooner.
"Miss Zhao, our master just wanted you to come with us. He has some important deal to talk to you about." The man in front said to her.
Amara looked at his... sunglasses, she couldn't even see his eyes behind that.
'How dare he cover away his eyes? Doesn't he know that eyes are a person's most beautiful thing?' She thought angrily, not believing that she didn't taught anything to the world in the past few years.
She walked towards the man and poked him in the chest.
"Look, black person. I don't care who you are or what you want. I want all of you to take off your sunglasses right now!" She demanded while looking around.
Her fans looked at her and decided to follow their idol.
"Yeah, take them off!"
"Are you eyes too ugly for her to see?"
"Haven't she taught you anything with all those lectures she gave?"
Words after words, sentences after sentences, the men are being surrouned. Amara stood at the back, grinning like an idiot. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around to see Max.
"Hey Maxy, I've taken care of everything around here. We should get going now!" She said.
With one last look at the crowd she and Max walked down the road, not caring what's happening behind them. Although... they think they have heard a few screams and cries behind them.
"You are so mean to those men. What did they want anyways?" Max asked, turning around one final time.
"Oh, they are just business men, wanting me to talk to their boss. Yeah, right! As if! I won't talk to anyone's boss unless I want to!" She said as she turned her nose up towards the sky.
"Business? I thought you are an artist, what do you need business for?" Max asked, confused.
Amara nearly tripped over her own feet. I guess she forgot to tell Max where she came from.
"Look, I need to tell you something..." Her stomach made a sound and interrupted her. The both of them stopped and looked down at her stomach.
Then Max sweat dropped as Amara laughed nervously.
"Um... sorry, I guess I'm just hungry."
Max's eyes got huge.
"Hungry? You just ate 1 hour ago!" He said, thinking about the amout of money he is going to spend each day with her.
"Well... you have to eat at all times! Come on, I think I smell something over there! Let's go!" She said while pointing at a restaurant.
Max followed her finger and looked at the restaurant as well and his mouth dropped open.
"Wai... wait! That's a six star restaurant, I don't think I have that much money with me today." He said nervously, mentally counting the money he's got in his pockets and wallet.
"Don't worry, they won't charge us anything!" Amara said, already walking towards it.
"Why?"
"Because I'm Amara Zhao! That's why!" She said then stuck her tongue out at him then turned around and ran towards the restaurant with him on her tail.
[Restaurant]
"Wow, my first meal in a 6 star restaurant!" Max exclaimed. "I'll give anything to live like this everyday."
Amara yawned and leaned back on her chair.
"You'll get bored of it in a week."
Max stopped wondering around and looked at her.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I know how that feels, I have experience."
Max looked at her and remembered how famous she is.
"Yeah... you are famous. You always eat in a six star restaurant."
Amara looked at him disapprovingly.
"Just because I'm famous, that doesn't mean that I like it. I have to go through with this all my life. I want to a normal person, just have a life of a normal person. I don't want to famous or rich, I just want to normal. Do you understand?"
She said looking at him, hoping that he'd understand. She doesn't know why, but she has this urge to tell him everything and make him understand every single one of her feelings.
"I know... but it's just that..."
"It's just nothing! I'm a normal person, and I expect you to treat me like a normal person, rather than a famous artist... please." She said, almost pleading him.
Max nodded and she sighed a breath of relief and smiled at him.
"Now, you asked me before why I have to talk to business men?"
Max nodded.
"It's going to be a long story, do you really want to hear it?"
Max nodded eagerly as he leaned forward a bit.
"Okay, here goes. I was born in a rich family, all four of us were born in a rich family. My parents are business people, and I have to follow their foorsteps and when I become 18, I'm expected to take over my family business. Which is humongus in North America. I'm not that type of person who can sit in an office for a whole day and just read reports and have meetings. I want to be out there and doing things, things I love to do. Not something that is totally boring, so I chose art. I became terrific at art and I then became an artist. Although, I still have to take over my family business when I'm 18.
"Another turn is that... I paint depressing scenes, and there's reason behind it. Because I came from a rich family, I do not have the right to choose my future husband, my parents have already decided that for me since the moment that I was born. So, when I was born I had a fiance already. Unfortunately, he died... his whole family died in a car crash. And it was all my fault. I asked him to come over one night, it was pouring outside and there were thunder and lightning. The whole place was so dark it was unbelievably. He agreed and because he was dining with his family at a restaurant, so all of them came along. On the way, they had a car crash and all of them died. From then on, I can't paint happy moments anymore, all I paint is depressing pictures. And that was the 'wonderful childhood of mine."
She said and took a gulp of her drink and looked at Max, waiting for his reaction.
"Wow, I never knew you came from a rich family."
"Well... now you know."
"I'm sorry about your ex-fiance." He said softly lookint at Amara. At the mention of him, her eyes darkened but she shrugged and smiled anyways.
"Let's drop that dark and gloomy subject and talk about the others!" Amara suggested with a devilish grin.
"What about them?"
"You know... don't you think that all of them would make great couples?" Amara suggested while her grin deepened.
Max tilted his head and thought about it then shook his head.
"I don't think so."
Amara's shoulders dropped and she pouted.
"Why?"
"I think they have totally different personalities, it'll be a great thing if they don't kill each other along the way."
Again Amara pouted.
"Why?"
"Well... let's start with Ray and Charlotte for starters. Ray is nice, but when he's mad, you don't want to mess with him. Charlotte's got a sharp tongue and that could set Ray off easily. I think they're probably planning on how to kill each other right now." He said.
Amara sat up and looked at him.
"I don't agree."
"Why not?"
"Ray is nice and Charlotte is mean. What if... Ray could work up some of his charm and maybe... he'll get through Charlotte and teach her to be a nice little girl from now on. Then, they'll fall in love with each other." She then gave a dreamy sigh and smiled at the thought of that.
Max just looks at her, but he's got to admit, she might be right about that one.
"Fine, then what about Kai and Cecilia and Tyson and Naomi. I don't think they'll get along."
"Yeah they will! Kai is stone and Cecilia is water. Cecilia is very nice and kind and gentle, she could get through anyone she wants to. She'll probably melt Kai's heart and he'll turn nice as well. Tyson will probably drive Naomi go crazy with his attitude. Although, that might be a good thing. Tyson just might be able to let Naomi lossen up her feelings and they'll fall in love!" Amara exclaimed snapping her fingers.
"Oh yeah, I have a question."
"Yeah?"
"Why is Naomi so cold all the time?"
"One is that it's just her personality, another reason is not for me to tell you, maybe she'll tell you guys later."
Max nodded at that, it's fair.
"So... what are you planning on doing with them?"
Upon hearing that question, Amara's devilish side appeared again as she narrowed her eyes dangerously.
"I'm going to play matchmaker! Ha ha ha ha ha!" She laughed evily as Max just smiled nervously.
'Is she an angel or devil? Am I in danger here?' Max thought as his face twitched with each evil laugh of Amara.
They might be laughing right now, but by the time tomorrow... they might just be crying....
TBC.....
Thanks for reading, please R&R.
Spring Fantasy Chapter 6-Amara and Max Part A
"..." = talking '...' = thinking
[East- Max and Amara]
"Can you please paint this for me? I really loved you painting of the 'Sky and Ocean'." A girl gushed over Amara as she sweat dropped.
"Um... I'm kinda busy right now. If you give me your address, maybe I'll send something to you later." Amara said, looking around for Max, hoping that he'll come and save her from this somehow.
Just then Max walked out of the fast food restaurant and saw Amara, he looked at the crowd around her and shook his head. This is not the first time fans crowded Amara, and he has a feeling this won't be last time either.
He decided that he'll be nice and 'save' Amara, so he threw the half finished sandwich away and watched as Amara looks as if she's going to cry. He scratched his head, not knowing what he did.
Then he watched as a man approached Amara with other black suited men behind him. Max pointed behind Amara, as she turned to face those men.
"Who are you? And what do you want?" Amara asked, hoping that Max would come sooner.
"Miss Zhao, our master just wanted you to come with us. He has some important deal to talk to you about." The man in front said to her.
Amara looked at his... sunglasses, she couldn't even see his eyes behind that.
'How dare he cover away his eyes? Doesn't he know that eyes are a person's most beautiful thing?' She thought angrily, not believing that she didn't taught anything to the world in the past few years.
She walked towards the man and poked him in the chest.
"Look, black person. I don't care who you are or what you want. I want all of you to take off your sunglasses right now!" She demanded while looking around.
Her fans looked at her and decided to follow their idol.
"Yeah, take them off!"
"Are you eyes too ugly for her to see?"
"Haven't she taught you anything with all those lectures she gave?"
Words after words, sentences after sentences, the men are being surrouned. Amara stood at the back, grinning like an idiot. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around to see Max.
"Hey Maxy, I've taken care of everything around here. We should get going now!" She said.
With one last look at the crowd she and Max walked down the road, not caring what's happening behind them. Although... they think they have heard a few screams and cries behind them.
"You are so mean to those men. What did they want anyways?" Max asked, turning around one final time.
"Oh, they are just business men, wanting me to talk to their boss. Yeah, right! As if! I won't talk to anyone's boss unless I want to!" She said as she turned her nose up towards the sky.
"Business? I thought you are an artist, what do you need business for?" Max asked, confused.
Amara nearly tripped over her own feet. I guess she forgot to tell Max where she came from.
"Look, I need to tell you something..." Her stomach made a sound and interrupted her. The both of them stopped and looked down at her stomach.
Then Max sweat dropped as Amara laughed nervously.
"Um... sorry, I guess I'm just hungry."
Max's eyes got huge.
"Hungry? You just ate 1 hour ago!" He said, thinking about the amout of money he is going to spend each day with her.
"Well... you have to eat at all times! Come on, I think I smell something over there! Let's go!" She said while pointing at a restaurant.
Max followed her finger and looked at the restaurant as well and his mouth dropped open.
"Wai... wait! That's a six star restaurant, I don't think I have that much money with me today." He said nervously, mentally counting the money he's got in his pockets and wallet.
"Don't worry, they won't charge us anything!" Amara said, already walking towards it.
"Why?"
"Because I'm Amara Zhao! That's why!" She said then stuck her tongue out at him then turned around and ran towards the restaurant with him on her tail.
[Restaurant]
"Wow, my first meal in a 6 star restaurant!" Max exclaimed. "I'll give anything to live like this everyday."
Amara yawned and leaned back on her chair.
"You'll get bored of it in a week."
Max stopped wondering around and looked at her.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I know how that feels, I have experience."
Max looked at her and remembered how famous she is.
"Yeah... you are famous. You always eat in a six star restaurant."
Amara looked at him disapprovingly.
"Just because I'm famous, that doesn't mean that I like it. I have to go through with this all my life. I want to a normal person, just have a life of a normal person. I don't want to famous or rich, I just want to normal. Do you understand?"
She said looking at him, hoping that he'd understand. She doesn't know why, but she has this urge to tell him everything and make him understand every single one of her feelings.
"I know... but it's just that..."
"It's just nothing! I'm a normal person, and I expect you to treat me like a normal person, rather than a famous artist... please." She said, almost pleading him.
Max nodded and she sighed a breath of relief and smiled at him.
"Now, you asked me before why I have to talk to business men?"
Max nodded.
"It's going to be a long story, do you really want to hear it?"
Max nodded eagerly as he leaned forward a bit.
"Okay, here goes. I was born in a rich family, all four of us were born in a rich family. My parents are business people, and I have to follow their foorsteps and when I become 18, I'm expected to take over my family business. Which is humongus in North America. I'm not that type of person who can sit in an office for a whole day and just read reports and have meetings. I want to be out there and doing things, things I love to do. Not something that is totally boring, so I chose art. I became terrific at art and I then became an artist. Although, I still have to take over my family business when I'm 18.
"Another turn is that... I paint depressing scenes, and there's reason behind it. Because I came from a rich family, I do not have the right to choose my future husband, my parents have already decided that for me since the moment that I was born. So, when I was born I had a fiance already. Unfortunately, he died... his whole family died in a car crash. And it was all my fault. I asked him to come over one night, it was pouring outside and there were thunder and lightning. The whole place was so dark it was unbelievably. He agreed and because he was dining with his family at a restaurant, so all of them came along. On the way, they had a car crash and all of them died. From then on, I can't paint happy moments anymore, all I paint is depressing pictures. And that was the 'wonderful childhood of mine."
She said and took a gulp of her drink and looked at Max, waiting for his reaction.
"Wow, I never knew you came from a rich family."
"Well... now you know."
"I'm sorry about your ex-fiance." He said softly lookint at Amara. At the mention of him, her eyes darkened but she shrugged and smiled anyways.
"Let's drop that dark and gloomy subject and talk about the others!" Amara suggested with a devilish grin.
"What about them?"
"You know... don't you think that all of them would make great couples?" Amara suggested while her grin deepened.
Max tilted his head and thought about it then shook his head.
"I don't think so."
Amara's shoulders dropped and she pouted.
"Why?"
"I think they have totally different personalities, it'll be a great thing if they don't kill each other along the way."
Again Amara pouted.
"Why?"
"Well... let's start with Ray and Charlotte for starters. Ray is nice, but when he's mad, you don't want to mess with him. Charlotte's got a sharp tongue and that could set Ray off easily. I think they're probably planning on how to kill each other right now." He said.
Amara sat up and looked at him.
"I don't agree."
"Why not?"
"Ray is nice and Charlotte is mean. What if... Ray could work up some of his charm and maybe... he'll get through Charlotte and teach her to be a nice little girl from now on. Then, they'll fall in love with each other." She then gave a dreamy sigh and smiled at the thought of that.
Max just looks at her, but he's got to admit, she might be right about that one.
"Fine, then what about Kai and Cecilia and Tyson and Naomi. I don't think they'll get along."
"Yeah they will! Kai is stone and Cecilia is water. Cecilia is very nice and kind and gentle, she could get through anyone she wants to. She'll probably melt Kai's heart and he'll turn nice as well. Tyson will probably drive Naomi go crazy with his attitude. Although, that might be a good thing. Tyson just might be able to let Naomi lossen up her feelings and they'll fall in love!" Amara exclaimed snapping her fingers.
"Oh yeah, I have a question."
"Yeah?"
"Why is Naomi so cold all the time?"
"One is that it's just her personality, another reason is not for me to tell you, maybe she'll tell you guys later."
Max nodded at that, it's fair.
"So... what are you planning on doing with them?"
Upon hearing that question, Amara's devilish side appeared again as she narrowed her eyes dangerously.
"I'm going to play matchmaker! Ha ha ha ha ha!" She laughed evily as Max just smiled nervously.
'Is she an angel or devil? Am I in danger here?' Max thought as his face twitched with each evil laugh of Amara.
They might be laughing right now, but by the time tomorrow... they might just be crying....
TBC.....
Thanks for reading, please R&R.