“He was so cute, handsome, and perfect.” Irene giggled as she opened her cellphone and pointed Prince Mharl to Marie. “Yeah! I knew that already. His name is everywhere since they were here for two events last time. Girls are on their feet running just to see him.” “Wait. Where is Joe? I have not seen him in a while. "Do you two have an LQ?" Irene teased Marie and tried to lift her spirits. "He is currently working on his project in Cubao. His Bachelor of Electrical Engineering course gives him an edge to do electrical wiring." “Now let’s talk about your crushes. These French fries are so yummy. After this, let’s eat ice cream again. “ Marie drank her bottled water and smiled, "I can't finish another set since..." “You eat small amounts and that's why you're thin.". Keep on eating. After the ice cream let’s go to McDonald's." “What?” As the two walked near the palace's river and ate ice cream in cones together when Irene visited her one day, they kept heading outside to buy the
“Why on earth am I thinking about that girl in the Philippines? She was quiet when we had our first meeting, and when we had our second one. And why she lied that she did not remember me. "In Singapore, she was still aloof and timid." The prince sighed in his deep thoughts as he stared at the trees he created on the canvas hanging in his dad's entryway. "Prince Mharl, let's have a talk." The king motioned to the prince to sit in the chair near the queen, who wore her favorite emerald dress, watched them both, and later focused on her only son. She missed how innocent he used to be. With the remote control in his hand, the king opened the TV screen in the center, which had been used as a mini stage for meetings in his office. The king's office looked like a curtain when not opened, but now it was a sight to behold. With doubts on his mind, he analyzed why his parents called him. “Yes, my highnesses.” "Focus on your journey and see it clearly. Look at your mom’s belly when you were s
“This is amazing! There is a group of artists in this group.” Marie smiled. It was two days after her painting contest that he told her. She got second place in their school. Joe cheered and told her that a journey can sometimes be up or down, but what matters most was being sports regardless of the outcome. With a red comb on her table, she ran it through her shoulder-level hair and stood with a cellphone in hand to make a quick glance outside. “I’ll join here. International Artists Group.” She put her right index finger on the “join group” button of her phone. When scanning the profile pictures of the group, she was amazed by the paintings of the natural world, portraiture, arrangements of objects, and abstractions. “Who made all of these? They are breathtaking! The colors are mixed of lustrous, glossy, radiant, and shadowy.” Marie's series of questions on her thoughts as she was filled with joy as she checked each of them. Soon, a notification popped out from her phone. Her re
Marie graduated with flying colors. She was not at the top of the class but made a place on the list of awardees. She was then offered by her former school Ramon Magsaysay High School a position as they needed one English teacher. Their one old English teacher retired two months after her board examination and since the result of the examination was not yet released, she was advised to be a volunteer teacher in that school. One month after, she went home late. “Good evening, Mar!” the guard greeted her in the shadow of the flickering light near the gate. ‘Good evening, too!” Soon she reached their room but wondered why no lights were turned on even on the path outside of the palace’s garden. Everything was dark, so she got her phone and used the flashlight there. She called everyone but no one answered. “Did I forget to know our schedules today? For the past two weeks, we are busy in school. Then, next week. Thanks, God it’s Friday. Tomorrow, I have my piano tutorial again." Marie
It was Thursday afternoon when Marie felt a sudden pain in her back. She just ignored it at first thinking that it was due to long hours of sitting. This is due to the paper works she needed to finish for the incoming English Literary and Speech class. Aside from that, she was assigned to make the program and certificates. Her companions were the two English teachers who were about to retire that year, so instead of letting them work, she volunteered to do it alone. “Ouch! The pain is no longer slight but I feel something not right in my back lately as well last week.” Irene peeled three oranges on her table and put them on a simple flowery plate next to Marie. “Mar, I guess it’s time for you to see the doctor. You may never know what caused pain in your back unless that doctor tells you otherwise. Tell Joe to accompany you." "However, you know that he is no longer free from his job at the Alyesan Firm". Marie was saddened by the thought. Irene took a bit of one apple, swallowed,
Marie found out that there were other four Filipinos who were accepted for the Fullbright scholarship. However, these four had their different specialized subjects majors different from her. While she enrolled at the State University of New York with a Master of Education major in English Language, the four were placed at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign and Middlebury College specializing in Science, Math, and Research. “Why on earth am I reading again a Danish magazine? Didn’t I give up the idea of knowing his whereabouts and updates already?" Marie thought as she grabbed a copy of the magazine under the table in one of the fast-food restaurants in New York while finishing her tea. Back to the prince's place, his frowned face was obviously displayed in the mirror of his room as he sat facing it. “How are you?” The prince read his message again before hitting the button on the International Artists Group Page. “For two days that she didn’t reply to my former message
“Wow!” I got $600 for 5 days in just 2 hours a day!” My family will be delighted about this. I’ll call mother now.” Marie thought as she looked at her Banco De Oro account online. Her students’ parents were the ones who paid her through online banking. “Mar, how are you?" It is Wednesday morning in our country. We missed you here. As she answered, she sounded in a hurry. Marie drank her lemon juice and replied, “Now is Tuesday, 7:00 in the evening here, mother. Our country is 13 hours ahead of New York.” “I see. “ “Mother, I’ll send money tomorrow to your BDO account. I’ll do the bank transfer online tonight and tomorrow, you will be able to withdraw the money.” From the very first time in several weeks, she called her mother. Marie was able to hear her father as well. Lan got the phone to Le and in a loud voice, “Mar, why did you send money here? We were supposed to send you because you were still in school.” “It’s alright, father. I did a part-time job here when the class is o
Marie still can’t believe what had happened to her Aunt Sheila in Denmark. She thought that Prince Mharl might help her to investigate it but the other side of her brain told her that she would find a way by herself. “Good evening. Ms. Marie Sieran speaking” Marie answered the phone while preparing to use the bathroom after her two hours of the tutorial. “Hello Ma’am. Good evening. This is Ms. Rice of Ivy League Stationers and we would like to inform you that your Poetry Book is now ready to be printed. Should you see the draft for the last time before we start printing them?” The secretary of a company called her. “Sure, Ma’am. Right after my third subject tomorrow, I’ll be there. That is before lunch.” She added as she returned to the living room to get her paper bag. “Okay, see you then. Thanks, Ma’am. “ “Bye, too.” Marie noticed that the paper bag she opened had a magazine of the royal family around the world. There was a notice of Free gIve aways from the book store of the Un