Alexis
My first day wasn't so bad. Avelyn introduced me to my tutor, James who looked please to me and even more pleased with my work when we began. James introduced me to other celebrity artists when we were free. Some just looked at me like I was lost, like I don't belong. It was obviously because of my race but then again, I don't give a damn.

"Just ignore them," James said to me. At least someone was on my side.

So today is my fifth day and I'm on a 30 minute break. I'm walking to the garden to sit. Maybe I'll be inspired on what to draw next. I bump into someone because I'm obviously not looking, instead fumbling with my ear buds. Damn these things. Unfortunately, I don't realize my mistake until my glasses crack.

"Oh man. I am so sorry," whoever I I bumped into says.

"No, there no problem," I say looking up.

This guy could be an actor or a model. I'm no pervert, I just admire beautiful people when I see them. He's blonde, has sharp facial features and is tall. Like six feet tall. Did I mention he has brown eyes? Again, I'm not checking him out, I just tend to notice people's eyes once I meet them. It's a bad habit because they begin to think I'm staring.

"oh no. I broke your glasses. Let me get you to the optician," he says.

"Optician?" There's an optician here? What is with this place? Must they have everything? Heck they even have three swimming pools and two restaurants.

"Yeah. There is one. I guess you're wondering why we've got everything?" he asks, more like says.

"Yeah."

"I'll explain once we get you new glasses and go eat."

"Okay."

"I'm Sam Bolton by the way."

"I'm Alexis Chiedozie. You can just call me Alexis."

The optician is in a hospital and not a clinic. I'm bummed. What else does this place have? After getting my glasses - which Sam graciously paid for - we go to eat.

"So tell me a little about yourself," he says after we order.

I've never liked that statement because it reminds me of my father, where I'm coming from and why I'm now like a hollow metal.
I suck it up though. After all I have to move on. I just tell him the basics.

"I'm Alexis. I'm Nigerian. I study at the university of Saskatchewan, Canada. I'm here because Avelyn got me a place in the art department."
I rattle it out like rehearsed lyrics. Either Sam doesn't notice or he chooses to ignore it which I'm grateful for.

"That explains it," he says as we begin to eat.

"Explains what?"

"I've never seen you around here before and Grand Arts is only for celebrities. No ordinary person gets in. It kind of surprised me to see you here, not that I'm complaining. You seem nice."

"Oh, thank you."

"So let me introduce my self properly. I'm Sam. I'm a singer and I work at the music building. My dad is actually a manager there."

"That's nice," I say curtly.

After a pause, he asks, "Hey, how old are you?"

"I'm seventeen. And you?"

"Twenty. Wait, aren't you underaged to be in college?"

"How did you know that I'm university student?" I ask.

"You look like one," comes the response. "So, how come you are an undergrad at such a young age?"

Long story short, I finished high school early and the Lord touched their hearts into accepting me."

He chuckles, "Okay."

I remember something, "Hey, you said you'll explain why they have basically every thing here."

"Oh yeah. Well, since Grand Arts is only for celebrities, they decided to expand their land. They did this because the stars were always getting mobbed by their fans. So the corporation put everything they'd need so that no one has a reason to die."

"Makes sense."

I look at the time. Oh man, my break is almost over.

"I gotta go," I say.

"Yeah, me too. Thanks though. I had fun."

"Dude, we just talked. Besides, I'm boring."

"No, you're not. I'll see you some other time, Alexis."

"You too Sam."

Sam
As I walk back to the music studio, I can't help but think about Alexis. She seems a nice girl but has thus aura of sadness around her. It's not my business but she never smiled throughout our conversation. I just feel like helping her. Well, I'll think about that later since I'm close to the studio and I have a song to record.

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Diane