Aloha all, thank you again for being patient. I entered another dance competition where I won first place in my category... So now that things have calmed down, I should be able to update chapters for you all....
Lara “I’m so glad this night is over,” Dani said from behind me. Dani, Maria, Shan, Nelly, and I were in the elevator itching to leave this place. Our shift is over, and we want to get out of here. Tonight, was weird like there was a full moon. I mean, it’s like all the crazies came out tonight. All of us agreed with whatever noise we could muster. Bing! The elevator door opened, and we all walked briskly to the exit. The ladies knew I was getting picked up, so they walked me out of the main entrance first. Nosy ladies, I thought. “Oh my goodness,” I heard Nelly say. “Damn” Maria said. “It’s so not fair,” Dani said. The thing is they said it all at the same time and I was confused, while Shan was laughing. I looked at her with my right eyebrow lifted. Shan moved her head in a certain direction. My eyes followed her movement and then I saw them. The two of them were leaning against the car, legs crossed at the ankles, arms folded across their chests. A sigh slipped
Crown When I left Orion and Lara, I drove straight to my house. Before I could twist the knob, the door flew open. “Dude, did you get laid last night,” was the question that came flying my way from a voice that needed to mind his own business. However, said voice, didn’t stop there but followed up with, “yeah, yeah, you did. Why else would you be out all night.” I shook my head side to side. “Report,” I said tersely and continued to walk into the house. “You no fun,” David mumbled, or in other words, annoying little brat. “Report” I repeated with a sign. “Fine. Lara still doesn’t know. Mr. Green is still investigating. The reason why he is looking into you and Orion is unknown,” David said. “He’s looking into Orion too,” I asked. “Yeah, but Orion overall has had a normal life so,” he said as he trailed off and shrugged his shoulders. “You, on the other hand, he is looking into more. Actually, he is really, really digging now. However, he won’t find anything we do
“It looks like we both don’t have an appetite,” I said. “Hmm,” Crown responded back to me. “Stop stalling,” I said perturbed. Crown breathed in and out deeply. “Marcus was in prison for killing his sister,” he said in a low voice. “I gathered that much on my own,” I replied dryly. “He was pretty young. 15 years old. His sentence was harsh. First degree murder,” Crown started to say but I cut him off. “No, second degree murder,” I said. “His report says first degree murder,” he replied. “Then how does a 15-year-old go to prison thinking he was charged with second degree murder,” I asked. Crown only stared at me. Blink. Blink, blink his eyes went. “Dude, what’s up,” I asked. “You’re telling me Marcus thinks he went to prison for second degree murder for killing his sister,” he asked me. “That’s what he said,” I told him. “What brought up you asking about Marcus,” he asked. “Marcus asked what I would do if I saw someone I thought was dead. From what Marcus had mentioned
I never thought I would come back to Fort Lauderdale, Florida. Even after all these years, my time here still feels like a dream. This is the place where I met my first love. Maybe that's why I feel like it was like dream. Granted, I was in my early 20's and I couldn't wait to leave home. Back then my thoughts were the furthest away from my family the better. I'm not saying that my family was bad or mean to me, it's just that I grew up in a religious home. I wanted to make my own choices. I wanted to experience young love, but I never got to experience that because it was not appropriate to have a boyfriend when growing up in the Kahaku household. I was just like any other girl my age. I liked boys, but nothing ever became of it. I may have had puppy love in grade school, but we just held hands, and I NEVER told my parents. In middle school I did have someone that we were boyfriend and girlfriend, however, I never kissed him. I was the only one that did not kiss her boyfrie
Orion It didn’t take long for my eyes to find where she was sitting with Eliza. I stood near the entrance at the hostess desk for bit taking her in. "She's really back" I whispered to myself. Her face is plain of makeup, or maybe she has but very light. She still looks delicate. Her figure is complimentary to her height. She’s smiling at something Eliza said. “Sir, how many in your party” I heard the hostess ask. “They are already here” I replied. The hostess nodded and didn’t continue to engage in a conversation. Is it bad if I want to get to know a friend’s ex-girlfriend? It’s been many years since she left, so it shouldn’t be a problem. Right? Everyone should have moved on. Right? Do I even care what anyone would think? My eyes slowly started to refocus, and I see Eliza waving at me. I put my hand up to wave back. She continued to look my way with a smile. My feet start moving towards their table. As I got closer, Eliza says “hey, I’m glad you made it.” I bend my
As I watched Eliza walking out I kind of felt uncomfortable. Bring on the social awkwardness. No matter how old I am, I will always be this. “Do you want desert” Orion asked. “Um, no thank you” I responded. I looked at the table and most of the food was gone. I really wanted to have desert, but I do not know what or how act with Orion sitting right in front of me. My whole body is tight. I had to tell myself, just treat him as if he was Eliza. Or any other friend that I have. Ok, I don’t have many friends. Honestly, I’d rather be here by myself than to sit across Orion. “Ok, well do you mind sitting with me while I have desert” he stated. My right eyebrow lifted. He noticed it and smiled. “We can catch up more. There wasn’t much of an opportunity to get to know each other back then, but now, why not” he said. I had to take a beat and think about it. Ok, I am 38 years old. My experiences have never given me life long close friends. Not that I’m complaining about it. I’m j
I’m starting to get to know my way around the hospital. Being in a new environment is exciting, but patients are still the same. It’s a good thing that I like what I do. Even though I only draw blood from these patients, it makes me feel that I am helping in some way. A very small way. Every early morning rounds begin, and the phlebotomist splits into two teams. Rounds is when the phlebotomist draw blood from the inpatients at a designative time, since there tends to be a lot of orders the phlebotomist all leave the lab at the same time. All orders are from the attending physicians for each patient. Each team has a leader that everyone in that team reports to. The team leader then keeps everyone focused to make sure all team members are not falling behind with their assigned blood draws. We are then assigned to go to different areas of the hospital to expedite the patients that need to have their blood drawn. My team leader is Nelly. After she gave me my draws, I left her. R
“Bossman, why you here, man” Marcus asked as he spotted me walking into the shop. “Why not? If I don’t come, you guys might get into trouble and burn this place down” I said in a teasing way. “Ha Ha, not even, you really helped all of us out, so we owe you. There is no way we would intentionally let you down” Marcus said leaning against the car he was working on. “I know. How’s it going here” I asked. “Oh, you know, can’t complain. Business is good. Customers keep coming in and we keep doing what we gotta do” Marcus said. These guys know their stuff when it comes to fixing cars. “That’s good. Well, I’ll be in the office” I said and went upstairs. I opened my own service station a few years ago. In addition to gas, I also have mechanics in house to fix cars. The guys I hire are those who are down on their luck and need a helping hand. I didn’t intentionally make my business this way it just became like this. They are a good bunch of guys, rough guys, but still good guys.