"Now, ladies. .how do you hold a wine glass?"

Gloria eyed the sparkling wine glass in front of her. Her classmates too stared at their own .

"I don't know. .just hold it?" Lucinda shrugged , her pale skin as sparkling as the glass.

Madame Delores grey eyes fell on the ice queen .

Well, she actually resembled an ice queen with her pale skin and white sheet of hair. .rosy lips and blue eyes.

"Care to explain Miss Barron?" Madam Delores asked in a silky voice .

Gloria could recognize that tone. It had a hidden meaning.

Lucinda was about to make a fool out of herself.

The rest of the class, which compressed about twenty girls, glanced at their classmate .

Lucinda gave a pfft and took the wine glass in her hand, slender fingers cupping the glass.

Everyone kept looking as she lifted the glass up in the air like a prize.

"Very well," Madame Delores smiled and Gloria could see she was mocking . " If you can please bring the glass here, Miss Barron."

Lucinda was sitting in the middle row and she got up without creasing her Dolce and Gabbana summer dress. Walking up to Madam Delores, spine straight , eyebrows raised, chin up.

She placed the glass on top of the table and then turned around-

"I believe I did not ask you to leave." Madam Delores said ,her grey eyes on the glass .

Gloria saw how Lucinda tried not to roll her eyes and stood beside the teacher herself.

Madame was a 40-ish woman but she was cheating on her actual age and looked like a 30 years old woman with her hair pin back into an elegant bun . Her ears sporting diamond studs. A slim watch on her wrist . The black skirt complimenting her slender body.

"Now class, " she lifted the glass from it's slender stem, "can anyone tell me what's wrong with this glass? How Miss Barron," she glanced at Lucinda , a condescending smile on her face, " ruined the beauty of it?"

Gloria lifted her hand in the air.

"Yes ,Miss Dickinson?"

Gloria stood up, all eyes on her now.

"Madame, Lucinda stained the glass with her fingerprints."

Madame Delores smile widened as Lucinda tried not to say anything rash.

"Very good. You may sit down now."

"Thank you." Gloria sat down, her skin flush because the weight of her grey eyes stopped her breath.

Madame had the kind of eyes that looked into your soul and knew all your secrets.

She glanced at Lucinda who had a sour look on her face but the second madame Delores eyes fell on her, quick as a fox, she fixed her face into a polite consideration.

"Please be seated and try not to. .rush the process of learning. That will get you. . nowhere." She advised silkly.

As Lucinda went her merry way,Madame looked around at the class of young aspiring girls.

"Ladies, you always have to hold a wine glass from it's stem and not the upper body. Staining anything is not up to my students standards. "

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She knocked on the door twice.

"Come in."

Pushing the pale pink door all the way, Gloria stepped inside, her silk PJs on.

Her mother's room was always so warm and welcoming . .like an old friend. Gloria loved her mother's room more than she lover her own because well the queen lived here so. .

She was sitting down on a pedestal in front of the dressing table, slathering a moisturizer on her hands.

Gloria went straight to the bed and laid down on it like a snow angel. The king size bed as fluffy as a cloud.

And from this position she glanced at her mother's back. She always thought her mother was the most gorgeous person on earth not because she was overly beautiful. . because you couldn't help but fall in love with her warm soul and sky blue eyes.

Even in her 50s , her grace had no match.

"What is it? I know you have something in your heart." She asked rubbing her hands slowly, making the moisturizer absorb.

Gloria stared at the ceiling.

"Mom, how did you know dad was the one?"

A slight chuckle filled the spacious room.

"It was a cup of tea. "

Gloria frowned, her nose scrunching up .

"I don't believe it."

"You must . He hates tea and for my sake he had several cups of it on our first date. " She answered, getting up. The silk gown slithering with be motion.

Gloria lifted herself on her elbows seeing her mother coming towards her .

She sat down on the edge of the bed and Gloria changed her position, laying her head in her mother's lap.

"Did you find him?" Her mother asked , treading her fingers in her hair.

"Kind of. It's hazy though. .I'm not even sure if it's him." She added, gloomy.

"Then get assurance first," she laughed lightly making her daughter smile just a little.

"I'm on to that. I wonder if he will be the one ?"

"There is no chart for that. There is no way of finding out but I do have a few tricks up my sleeves."

"Yeah?"

She could hear the eagerness in her voice.

"Well, for instance. .his actions will give him away, Glow. Some men are like parrots. All they do is yak yak yak. Avoid them at all cost. Now the real ones take action where you're concerned. ."

Gloria glanced up at her mother.

"Did dad take action?"

A lovely smile appeared on her face, eyes crinkling at the edges.

"Indeed . He never thought about the ifs and buts when it came to me. He went for it. Now glow, do not judge a man based on his looks and money. Do not go on that road. Only shallow people take that road. In the end it's the soul that matters. The body will decay but the heart won't."

Gloria nodded absently.

Because really. .

In the end it's the soul that matters.

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Today she blessed her school with Balenciaga.

A shirt that had the brand logo on, a grey spandax that accentuated her thin waist and oh well she didn't have anything on the back so it didn't do any wonders for her backside since she was flat there.

Paired with golden watch and the iconic Balenciaga boots that Rihanna wore on a date.

She worshipped riri.

Today was the day.

It was the day where she will look in every cubicle . It wasn't her fault her fate was hiding there in the stink.

Once again she was standing in the boys bathroom. Her spine straight, eyes determined and big girl pants on!

This time she will not run in terror if she saw anything . . dangling. She will not scream or run for her life .

She will not!

She was a big girl!

Also her heart was on the line!

Her soulmate was just at an arm distance!

Nodding at her inner pep talk, she went for it.

First cubicle.

No one.

Second cubicle.

A horrified guy staring back.

Third cubicle.

A couple making out

Fourth cubicle.

Two guys making out.

Fifth cubicle.

A guy eating lunch.

And now she was standing in front of the last cubicle. The wooden door transformed into a golden one. .light streaming out from it.

Fisting her hand, she tried to clam her thudding heart . God since when did she get so . .scattered? She was a confident person.

She always imagined herself as going straight up to her love and saying "I love your . Let's get married!"

And now she felt tiny currents running up and down her body.

Go for it!

Pursing her lips, she opened the door and stepped in.

The stench of the bathroom welcoming her as the door shut close behind her and then she tried to adjust her eyes to the dark . .her hands stretching in the dark but . .there was no one in there.

She was all alone.

All her hands got was air.

Her arms fell to her sides as she tried not to tear up because. .she felt hurt.

So hurt she didn't even step out.

Leaning against the wall, she stared blankly in the total darkness. If only she had gotten the last name. .

She was so close to finding him and yet so far. .

It was all her fault.

A stinging sensation ran up her nose , Goodness! She was not going to cry ! He was just a guy!

A guy who could be the one, her heart pointed out.

Now that did it.

Tears welled up in her eyes and for the first time she was thankful she was concealed in the bathroom.

Just as she sniffed , the door burst open.

A large frame entered the bathroom, blocking out the lights .

Standing in the corner, she did not dare move or blink.

The light was filtering behind him , his face in the dark. The door shut close as he stepped completely in.

The air in the bathroom turned from stinky to woodsy.

Covering her mouth with her hand, she tried not to scream. This time in excitement because. .it was him!!

He was standing parallel to her, leaning against the wall.

The toilet between them.

Did he not see her?

Just as she was thinking about how to reveal her presence, a tick sound went off. .a tiny flame erupted from . .a lighter?

The smoke of nicotine filling up the bathroom.

The tiny flame of the cigarette visible now.

"Hey. ."

A string of colorful abuses burned her ear as he coughed , accidentally taking in too much of it.

"Fuck! What the fuck?!" His deep voice made her toes curl.

"I would appreciate if you don't use that word in my presence." Gloria said abruptly. Not really thinking.

"In case you didn't notice, I don't care about your presence . Get out."

Ouch.

He was clearly annoyed by the fact that she was also here.

"Don't you remember me?" She asked in disbelief.

She heard him sigh .

"Can you shut up and let me smoke in peace?" His irritation colored his words.

Blasphemy!

"It's me!" She said as if it should mean something to him.

"Okay." He said it slowly like she was mentally challenged person.

God was this happening with her?

"I know your name , Logan. You came here to smoke the last time." She said in aloud voice. A little shrill.

A moment of silence fell.

The silence stretched until she felt like he wouldn't answer and then-

"It's you."

Yes! He remembered her!

"Yes, it's me. I came here to meet yo-a friend." She caught herself at the last minute.

"A friend?" he repeated.

She nodded and then felt stupid for doing so because he couldn't see her.

"Yes."

"You got a kinky friend there." His dry voice forced a blush out of her cheeks.

"No it's not how you think it is-"

"That's what people usually say." His dry voice grated in her nerve.

She tried to change the topic.

"You visit this. .place regularly?" She inquired.

"Whats with the questions?"

You're being so obvious, she cursed herself.

"Well...since we are hiding in the same bathroom so a friendly chat won't hurt ."

Lame .

She sounded so lame.

"I don't want any chat. " His cut throat voice hurt a little.

Juts a little.

She decided to do what she came here for . Also she didn't care about the consequences.

Do or die.

"Can I sniff you?" She asked casually like sniffing people was such a normal thing to do.

"Is that what you and your friend do here? Sniff each other? " This time amusement laced his voice.

"No. Please answer the question."

"Am I really having this conversation?" He asked in mock wonder.

"Oh come on. It won't hurt you to say yes." A pinch of desperation in her voice.

She heard him sigh a little and mutter some incoherent stuff and then-

"Go ahead. Be my guest."

A jubilant smile erupt on her face but fortunately he couldn't see . All she had was a row of light that fell on his chest and she could make out words on his shirt.

Taking a deep breath , she stepped towards him. .her hands outstretched .

She took 3 steps forward and suddenly the tips of her fingers touched hard muscles.

Oh God!

"You're not feeling me right?"

She snatched her hands back, keeping them down by her side .

A deep chuckled resonated in the bathroom.

She was so close to him now. She could smell the nicotine mixed with his woodsy scent! Slowly she leaned in close , trying not get affected by his proximity . .heart thudding in her chest she took in a lung full of his scent and-

Gooey chocolate chip cookies!

She gasped .

"Can you back off now? I have to smoke and shit ."

But she wasn't really hearing him. Because . .she just found the one!

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