Hey guys... It's been a while, yes? Finally, my exam is over, and I have free time... for now.
Thank you for your patience so far, I hope you guys can enjoy this story... now until the end of this story...
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Without lingering longer, happy reading...
3rd person POV
"Here we are...!" Gracie shouted, and suddenly braked her bicycle. As a result Blu thrown forward and hit the wall of the fence.
"That hurts..." Blu moaned in pain, "What the heck are you doing?!" he grumbled.
"Shut up! At least you guys arrive early, aren't you?" she replied without any feeling of guilt at all, and it made Blu more annoyed,"You should be grateful to me..." she grinned.
"That's won't be..." he hasn't finished his word when Jewel grabbed his collar, and dragged him.
"Okay then, we go first...!" Jewel exclaimed, dragging Blu.
"Stop dragging me!" he shouted irritably.
"We must hurry, you know...! this is also because of you, we're so late to submit the review."
"What?!"
The voices arguing between the two of them, slowly fade away from Gracie and Roberto who are putting their bikes, or maybe... not their bikes, under a shady tree by blooming flowers.
"My god..." Roberto said, staring at Blu and Jewel running toward the main building,"Are they going to be okay?"
"Of course..." Gracie responded, smiling at the two of them, "Because spring has just arrived..."
"Huh? What do you mean? Spring has already arrived a week ago..." Roberto seems didn't understand what she has just said.
"No..." Gracie shook her head, "But, Blu's spring..."
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Then... inside the main building...
Blu's POV
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"What...?!"
Jewel's voice echoed in a large, deserted hall. Well, I guess it makes sense... of course because the announcement will begin in about an hour.
"Really?!" Jewel asked a staff member who took care of the writer's profile data.
"I'm sorry, milady. Because according to terms, your review should be delivered by yesterday at the latest." the staff replied flatly.
"But there's still time, isn't it? There's still an hour before the announcement begins. The publisher must have had enough time, right?!" Jewel looks forcing, or maybe... stubborn.
Well, I can't blame her... because I know what it feels. This is my fault. She's been waiting for this day to arrive, but what can I do... I can only stand behind her... screaming noiseless.
"I'm really sorry. I can not do anything else." the staff replied, still flatly,"With so many stories we have received, we have no time to select them all over again..."
"But..." Jewel was about to argue again, but suddenly another voice came from inside the hall...
"What is it?"
Jewel and I turned, glancing at the voice. And it was came from a Toucan dressed in a neat suit, with feathers that were also arranged neatly.
"Ah... Mister Rafael..." the staff seemed to soften his voice as he stared at the bird, "Well sir... there is... ah... a writer who is late in submitting the review of her books. I'm just telling her if it's too late today."
The bird stared at both of us... but I know him. He is the publisher who publishes the best books of the best authors. And he also published my books. What's more, he's also a career friend of my deceased mother.
"Oh... is that... Hyacinthum, right?" he looked at me with a friendly smile, "It's been a long time. How are you?"
"Same as usual." I replied, smiling kindly,"But I told you to call me 'Blu'... just 'Blu', weren't I?"
"Well, you haven't changed at all. Unless you look more mature. So what are you doing here? Did you finally start writing again?"
"No, Mister Rafael... I..."
But he interrupted me, "I told you... call me Rafi... just Rafi." he smiled.
"Ah... right. So, Rafi... I just wanted to submit my review about her books." Jewel walked over to me,"She is Jewel. A new writer who wants to submit her 'art-works'."
Jewel stepped forward, and have shook-wings with him...
"Jewel, yes? So, you're a new writer?" asked Rafael.
"Yes... I just started my debut as a writer." Jewel replied, smiling awkwardly.
"Then you should have included data on your books on the list of books we wanted to publish."
"Well, that's our hope..." I said, "As you can see, we're late in submitting the review."
"So you wrote the review of her books?" asked Rafael, rather surprised.
I just nodded in responding...
"Tha's great... Hyacinthum G finally started writing again..."
"Not really... I just write a reveiw, nothing more..."
Rafael fell silent...
"Well, it's because I'm late for it. Maybe the books can not be published yet..." I continued.
"No!" he suddenly exclaimed, "The review is still acceptable!"
"Eh...?" Jewel and I were both surprised, as did the staff standing next to us.
"Are you sure, sir? They are late in submitting the review! They..." but Rafael interrupted the staff.
"It is okay. I'm the one who accepted it." Rafael smiled,"Because if Hyacinthum G who was writing her books review, I'm one hundred percent sure, no... but, a thousand percent if her books are so interesting."
"But..." the staff continued to argue, but Rafael kept interrupting him.
"It's okay... I'll handle this..." Rafael smiled to his staff.
Then...
"Yay...!"
Roberto and Jewel's voice broke the silence of the empty town hall, showing a happy and grateful impression.
"Congratulations... J Gemma!" Roberto congratulated Jewel, I think it's too early, though.
"Thanks..." Jewel smiled, "Even though it's the fool who's late to know the terms, he has a pretty helpful acquaintance."
"Hey! Who are you calling 'fool'... 'fool'?" I muttered, looking at them both from behind,"Besides, it's too early, you know? Even though your review is accepted, it is not certain that your books will be published."
"I know..." Jewel replied, turning to me with a smile, "After all, what I want has been accomplished... you know..."
But maybe, an hour later, that smile meant something else, when the result... the list of books that will be published has been displayed on that old board. It's as expected, many people are gathered around a decades-old brittle board. The board has been carrying news, announcements, and information... whether it's good or bad, depending on what people see on it.
But unfortunately...
"No way!" mumbled Gracie, among the crowd, staring at the board.
For Jewel... maybe...
"That's not possible...!" Roberto looked surprised.
That's a bad thing...
"I knew it... it's not there, eh..." Jewel murmured, standing amongst the crowd, still showing her smile.
"..." I was standing next to her, just staring at her eyes, no... but tears... her tears slowly dripping from her right eye. Tears streaming down her smile.
"Thank you..."
Her words just made me a little stunned, she slowly turned her face to look at me. Her smiling face that has been flooded with tears...
"Thank you... Tyler Blu Gunderson."
Hard to guess... what is the meaning behind those tears? I have no idea how she can keep smiling in this disappointment. She's been trying so hard, even in a book fair last week, she's got a lot of fans, and a lot of people love her books. Although I admit the ending of the story is quite sad, there is absolutely no happy impression.
"You've been reading and writing for me..." she continued, and I might be already understood what the meaning behind those tears are...
Maybe from the beginning, she didn't intend to pass the selection...
She's really a weird writer...
Looking into her smiling face with tears streaming through her cheeks, I saw something else... her body wobbly, looking unbalanced... her wet eyes slowly closing, her face turn pale, and her breath became heavy and tight...
Then, right in front of my eyes...
Chapter 8 : Writer's Love
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She fell unconscious...
And done...
Alright guys... thank you for taking the time to read this chapter. It may seem a bit short, but I hope you guys enjoy it...
I'll see you in the next CoL...
