{{   S E T H   }}

"Rest Day! Yes!" I screamed through my room as I woke up. "It's just me and this small little thing," I said, hugging the thing given by my dream girl.

"SETH!!!!!" My mom disturbed the fvckin' moment of me and my dream girl! "WHAT IS IT, STEPHANIE?!" I yelled back as I went downstairs. Calling my Mom's first name makes me wanna laugh. "SETH! MY EYELINER IS MISSING!" She freaked out while rummaging her make up kits. "Did you used it?" She glared at me. What the heck?

"I don't even know how to use that thing!" I pouted. "Alright, buy me a new one. Pick the limited edition, alright?" She suddenly changed her mood as she said that. "B-but---" "No buts! And I need it right now." Mom demanded. I exhaled, realizing I can't do anything when it comes to my mom. You should do what she commands or else you'll be a living specie without money. I took a bath and dressed up as an average person.

I make my way to the parking lot to drive my shinning black car. I stopped and I looked at the skies. Clouds decimate the blue skies right now. This is gonna be a rainy day. I drove fast to the Mall. Hoping that lunatic self-proclaimed Cupid will not appear and won't ruin my day. "Hola, amigo!" Speaking of that guy. He appeared sitting on the passenger seat, wearing a floral shirt and a beach hat. What the freakin' heck?! "You look so funny, Ambrose," I told him while my eyes were on the road. "Why thank you, Scum!" He said. "Tch" I pouted when he called me scum.

"Where are you going?" He asked and I narrowed my eyes on him. "Don't question me like that. You're not my mother." I rolled my eyes and I heard he sighed. "Going to the Mall?" He suddenly uttered, looking at his fingers. I didn't speak. How did he even know that? "Yes. How did you know?" I asked but he rudely ignored my question.

"To see who?" Ambrose smiled smugly. "To see who?" I sarcastically repeated his question. "I'm going to the mall to buy an eyeliner. A limited eyeliner." I corrected him. I lifted my left eyebrow once I saw a small smirk grew on his face after I said it. "Buying a makeup kit is not the purpose of why you're going to the mall." I narrowed my eyes after he said that statement.

"As I told you before, it's not 'what', it's who'" "I don't get you." "This day, this is gonna be one of the most memorable things can happen in your life. You're dying to search the girl of your dreams, right? Then guess what, you will meet her after." Ambrose told me. I unintentionally pressed the breaks as I heard 'girl of my dreams'.

"Stop saying talkshits" I chuckled as I resumed to drive. "That's not a talkshit, rumors, fake news or what." He exhaled, shaking his head. "Okay, I'm not forcing you to believe me but aren't you excited to meet your girl on the cosmetic store?" He questioned, looking into my eyes. "Are you sure I'm gonna meet her?" I curiously asked him. "Yup, I promise." Ambrose grinned. "Pinky swear?" "No little white lies" He smiled which made me bite my lower lip. Sht! I'm excited.