"EHHH?!"
Yes, I want to be her illustrator. Because why the hell not.
Remember that I am not in love with this woman after all! I just want to help out you know!
But its kinda nervous since this is my first time being an illustrator of someone.
I am so easy to accept things don't I?
"Y-yeah. I-its okay if you don't want to. Its your decision..."
"N-NO! I MEAN... ITS OKAY IF YOU WANT!!! BUT-"
*I am the one who is asking LOL*
"But I don't think you have experience in making illustration?"
*How dare you said that to me! Thats so sad :c *
"I have experience, being honest to you..."
"W-what kind of experience are you talking a-about??? I am still a vir-"
"Making arts..."
*This woman is like Nathan... so green*
So Sam challenge me to make illustration or art in just 2 days so I can prove to her that I can draw better. What a girly boss.
Its getting darker so we go home for now. She is living close to the school while me is farther that I need to take a jeepney.
What a hilarious day isn't? We reveal each other's true identity. I still can't believe that Yui was also just a normal student.
I was 15 when I started making my novel "Love Hurts". I am also known as the young writer at that time because of my age.
My parents are not at home always because they are working in other country. But the bad part is...
They don't even came back to see me again...
Its been 3 years if you ask me. I have been living with my own for 2 years now. When I was 15, I have my brother to look at me. But he has a girlfriend and they are now married and have children already, so he had no choice to leave me.
I will be honest. Yes, it hurts. Leaving you behind just for that. My brother leave a plenty of money so I can eat or go live in my own. But thats enough if you ask.
Thats also the reason why I quit school at that time and take my time writing novels. It feels like my parents doesn't even care that I live. But you know, I don't care about them anymore. Life is life.
I also have a meetup with my manager tommorow, I forgot. Nathan and I will be there too with some other friends.
If you ask me, all of my friends are writers. I don't have any friends since elementary and Junior Highschool.
*I know its depressing*
But I am glad that I have some friends that are always here for me. What an emotional sentence I say. LOL.
Before I arrived at my apartment, someone calling me on a phone while I was walking in the road in the dark. Oh also, this street is so damn dark that only one street light is ON.
*Click*
"Hello?"
"HEY KALE! ITS ME! SOPHIA!!!"
*Omg your mic was so god damn loud!*
"O-oh, hey! Whats up!" I said
"I AM OKAY HOW ABOUT YOU?!"
"I-I am completely fine..."
"OH THATS GRE-"
"SOPHIA CAN YOU F*CKING LOWER YOUR MIC SETTINGS? MY EARS ARE GONNA WIPED OUT BECAUSE OF YOUR MIC!!!"
**After a seconds**
"How about this?"
"Yes. Much better!"
This is Sophia Fiona. She is my friend back when I was still writing. We met at the Novelline Convention at MOA last 2 years ago. She is not an author basically, but rather a fan of my book. She is so cheerful and more like a happy girl at all times. Sometimes she is kinda annoying whenever you do somethings and she goes disturb you like a dumb frick.
But I might say that she is a good friend after all. Didn't even expect that a fan will also be my friend somehow.
*Also this is not my Girlfriend so shut the hell up*
"So, what do you need?" I ask
"NatNat said to me that you will be meet up with the gang tommorow afternoon, right?"
(NatNat - Nathan)
"Y-yeah?"
"HEY HEY! CAN I COME WITH YOU TOMMO-"
"NO!"
*Thats why I hated Nathan sometimes... this will happen if you say to this woman that we have a meetup*
"EHH?! P W E A S E!"
*UGHHH THIS GIRL!!!*
"Okay okay fine! I need to hang up byeeeee-"
*Click*
*See? This is what you get from her*
After a walk, I finally reach my apartment. And as usual, I need to do the illustration now so its all finish and I can just submit to Sam tommorow. Its better to do it now so there is nothing else to do. Also I have to do tommorow as you may know. So, y e a h.
Luckily my drawing tools and papers are still here. I thought I already throw them to the trash last time I cleaned up here.
"LETS DO THIS!"
Oh wait... But first, how do I know what to draw if i don't know the concept of the book?
Nah, nevermind that. I will just draw a random anime-ish character of my own!
**1 hour later**
So finished doing the layers and the whole body concept. Now I will only do is the line and fix and after is coloring and shading.
*I am an 4rT1sT3r*
**After 2 hours**
*OH MY GOD, IT WAS A PAIN THE BACK JESUS CHRIST!*
But finally, its finished!
What did I draw?
My imagination character of Fantasia Fiance, Seraph!
In the book, Seraph is also the main protagonist. She is the daughter of the most rich person in the world (Yeah, I know its weird).
She is not present at the book cover of the book sadly. The only character in that book cover was Quis which is the male protagonist and his like girlfy Jacceline. So I don't know what Seraph looks like, so I just imagine her at my perspective.
So her hair color? I just make it blonde. She is wearing like a queen gown with color purple and white color in it. She is wearing like a 1000 US dollars earrings (I don't know what tp say so this what my brain came out). And of course, she is a cutie.
I would say that this is really nice illustration, for me. I don't know.
(I know you will not see the illustration, so just imagine it, hehe)
Its 9 pm now, so I guess I will take a little time scrolling to the news feed of Facebook before I go to bed.
Also its been a while since I go online at Facebook. Like 1 year ago. I am not that kind of person who is like an internet guy. I just do stuff realistic. I only use Messages as my online messaging app at that time.
My name on FB was just Kale Fretz, cuz why not?
I have another account which is my real account, but I don't want to use it since I will encounter a lot of notifications like friend request and like that. If you know what I am saying...
I got a friend request from Saman-
*Oh this is the bossy woman*
Her name in FB is Sam San. Its cute if yo-
*NO NO! I MEANT FOR THE NAME OR HER USERNAME!!!*
It was 30 minutes ago, so I can tell that she is still online?
*Accept*
And then...
*Ping*
After I accept this request, I already got a message from her. She was so fast in real time LOL.
"HEY! YO WASSUP! THIS IS SAMANTHA! HELLO! MAKE SURE YOU FINISH THAT ILLUSTRATION I TELL YOU LIKE A WHILE AGO, OKEH?!"
*This woman...*
"K" *sent*
Yes, I am this cold in terms of messaging. Some say that I am cold replying to messages, but you know what, this is just my style in texting someone.
Okay enough talking. Lets go to sleep.
**Next day - Recess time at school**
"WHERE IS THE ILLU-"
"Here it is, Maam Samantha!"
I gave her my illustration I made last night. And guess what. She literally liked it.
"Wait, I know this character!!!" she said.
*Oh, she knows it! Well of course she is the au-*
"Is this me?"
*BLEH!*
"DO YOU THINK YOU ARE MATCH WITH THAT DRAWING?!" I said
"Then who it is?"
*A author who doesn't know the character of her book. But makes sense since she didn't have the illustration of Seraph*
"Its Seraph from your book Fantasia Fiance..."
"O-oh..."
Wait, she is turning like red...
*DOES THIS MEAN?!*
*NO NO! I DIDN'T MEAN TO... LIKE YOU KNOW...*
"T-thanks..." she said.
"A-AH. No big deal!! He he."
*I am so ashamed to myself...*
"Hey!!!"
*Oh, someone called me... *
He seems like he is sweating a lot. Does he run a mile to go here?
"Are you Ray Diaz of B-10?" he asked.
"Y-yes..."
"Ms. Zen is calling you at the faculty room, please come with me..."
Ms. Zen? Who the hell is she? Is that our teacher? Or what? I didn't even remember her...
**At the faculty room**
"I will just leave you here..."
And then these dude just leave me here inside the faculty room. It was empty and only one person is inside...
"U-uhm excuse me? Are you Ms. Zen?" I ask that lady at the back of the row of tables.
"Hello..."
"... Kale Diaz!"
*W-what?!*
"O-oh... I am not-"
"I totally know you..."
*HOLY CRAP! WHY DOES SHE KNOW MY TRUE IDENTITY?!*
"Can I have a moment of talk with you?"
I am very nervous while I was coming near to her. But apparently she is like a hot babe.
*WOAH WOAH KALE! CALM DOWN! THIS IS A TEACHER!*
"Hey Kale..."
"Y-YESS-S?!"
"Can you..."
"... Can you sign this book for me? You know that I am a fan of your book literally a year now! I am a big fan of your book!"
*E H ?*
"Is this is the only reason why you called me?" I ask her
"YES! BECAUSE I AM A BIG FAN OF YOU-"
*Okay okay shut your mouth now. I am gonna get this book and signed so I can leave now*
But first...
"OMG!!! YOU REALLY SIGNED IT!!! YOU ARE THE REAL KALE D!!!"
*Omg... *
"M-ms Zen right?"
"YES!"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Oh! What is it?"
"How do you know the real me?" I ask
I mean, only the girl at the office last time I enrolled here and take an exam (I completely forgot her name) and Samantha are the one who only know that I am Kale...
"Oh, its because I searched around the interent KaleD real face reveal and more. And I see a photo that like you are like the photo I see. So maybe thats you and thats you!"
*This lady was so addicted like hell*
"... Also I think you forgot me..."
*W h u t ?*
I don't even know who the hell are you. I don't know a name Zen.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" I ask.
"SO YOU COMPLETELY FORGOT ME HUHU!!!" and the she started like crying like a baby.
"H-HEY HEY! CALM DOWN! I AM JUST ASKIN!"
"Its me...!"
"... Ms. Dianne Zen!"
*Dianne Zen? Who the crap is Dianne Zen?*
*Oh wait*
WAIT A SEC!
"DIANNE ZEN FROM SOUTH FIELD JHS?!"
"YES I AM!"
"OKAY THANKS I WILL NOW LEAVE!"
"WAIT WAIT KALEEE!!!"
*COME ON MAN I WANNA LEAVE NOW!*
"It seems like you are hiding your identity very well..." she said.
*Do you think so?*
"How was your life? You have been gone for 2 years. You didn't even come to school..."
"Well its on the other day. Long story, Maam." I answered.
"I am really glad that you are good..."
She is Ms. Dianne. She was my teacher in Math back in Junior Highschool. She is like the most chill teacher you will meet, considering that she is not discussing too much in the class, thats why its kinda boring to me. I am not usually close to her. I always hated my teacher when I was Junior Highschool.
May I ask...
WHY ARE YOU HERE?!