Author's Rambling:i wish my prologue was detailed enough,

i'm pretty sure it isn't

though i'll try to do my newbie-ish best

alsoi just realize when i'm writing, i got stuck when i need a character name...

P.S:when i'm talking to my friend about writing in the prologue that english is my 2nd language?

he said that english is my 3rd language maybe fourth?

it doesn't mean i'm good at language lol,maybe it degrade in quality,definitely not confident in it.

Advice is highly appreciated

'' = thought

"" = dialogue

Chapter 1:The Fateful Meeting

                                 Warning:Highly Sarcasm And Explicit Language

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i just realize now why am i so angry inside,after i grew up

you see, if you get beaten up when you're a kid you grew up angry to anything, yes anything

saw someone smile?, you want to beat his smiley face until he can't smile anymore

saw an insect minding his own business, crush that vermin with your shoes  

saw some kid eating ice cream with her mom holding his hand?,wow..his mom is hot!

err......,anyway!

the only way you can make yourself calm is to vent it out

there's actually a lot of ways to vent it out

though when i was a kid ,even with my highly intelligence brain ,i can only found one way

can you guess?

exactly,Violence!

it's my middle name when i was a 6th grade until 8th grade,if.. i have one

you would have thought, i'm a good fighter by now since my middle name is violence and all.

can't say i was,i'm pretty suck at it apparently,because i lost a fight almost everytime

by bigger kids my age,because usually, they gang up on me

it doesn't count when they gang up on you,because it's not fair ,you say?

luckily for me, i realize it early that Life isn't f*cking Fair!

if you lost a fight because they gang up on you,it means you're weak

anyway, i kept loses more than win until i met her

like every single human out there

when you're innocent about love and relationship

you found your childhood sweetheart.

in my mind she's like an angel gracing me with her presence

her name is Grace Friedrich,a blond angel with a german and greek descent

she's so beautiful that,when she walk in the park,the dead flower will bloom and cyclist will crash to the tree

probably my imagination, but yeah i was a kid ,what do you expect?

first time i met her,it was when i'm trying to buy flower for my mom's birthday,with my piggy bank money

apparently her mother is a florist, or something and his father own a motorcycle shop

i was walking while hugging mr.piggy,with intention so i can hammer it in the shop,and they will pity me and mr.piggy will be saved

pretty smart isn't it?,until i met her that is

my kryptonite

when i walk into the shop,she's waiting in the counter,and her mother doing her stuff

cutting the flower and spraying it with water so it look fresh or something

"Excuse me,miss can i buy a Flower?"(Arthur)

i said to her mother,with a polite tone

my mother teach me noble like manner since i was a kid

she told me that when you're polite people,especially older one,they will like you more

i don't really believe it,but still doing it anyway

"Hello ,what do we have here"(Grace Mom)

"What do you need the flower for,umm.."(Grace Mom)

"Arthur.., Arthur Zenford ,you may call me Arthur my lady"(Arthur)

"Ohh my !,why thank you Arthur,though i'm not a lady anymore"(Grace Mom)

Grace mom said while a tinge of red on some part of her beautiful face,obviously blushing from the compliment

and then her cellphone ring

"Grace,would you take care of this handsome young man right here?"(Grace Mom)

"i'm sorry Arthur,talk with my daughter about the flower, okay?"(Grace Mom)

said with a smile ,and then she goes outside to answer the call

and then her daughter come... , i was mesmerized by her beauty for fraction of  second

until she says

"What do you need ,Kid?"(Grace)

'What??,what do you mean by calling me a kid, arent you a kid too!!'(Arthur)

"uhh..,yeah umm.., i need a flower bouquets"(Arthur)

"Ah yeah?,go figures,What kind of flowers,do you need?"(Grace)

said with a monotone like voice

"Peony,please if there's one"(Arthur)

"Do you want,combined flowers or only peony?"(Grace)

'What's with that monotone like voice anyway?'(Arthur)  

"Peony only"(Arthur)

"Okay, do you have the money?"(Grace)

she said while smirking and sparkling eyes looking at mr.piggy

'did she just smirk at me?'(Arthur)

"Hmph,of course i have a money,it's in my piggy bank!"(Arthur)

"is that so"(Grace)

all of a sudden, she forcefully takes mr.piggy from me and crush it with a hammer

"Wha?,hey! what are you doing.......?"(Arthur)

'Wait,a hammer?,where did she get it? Mr.Piggy!!!!!!,NOOOOOO!!!'(Arthur)

looking at my ashen face,she actually let out a giggle

her giggle sounds like a siren trying to get the sailors hypnotized so they capsized their ship

i think i blank out a second,her beautiful girlish giggle was.. otherwordly?

i forgot that he just hammered mr.piggy to death,i guess it's hammer time?

"let's see..,there's about $250 in here,a peony bouquets costs $65,here's the rest of your money"(Grace)

"uhh...,yeah thanks,may i know your name?"(Arthur)

"hmm?,ah.. you can call me Grace"(Grace)

after that fateful meeting and mr.piggy sacrifice,i almost goes to her flowershop everyday,so i'm not fighting some random dude anymore

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we talk about all sort of stuff,like what hobby she have and what grade she is in, which apparently at 8th grade

if there's nothing else to do with her 8th grader friend,she's helping her mom in the flowershop after school

after a few weeks getting to know each other,i kinda got curious about her and want some outsider information

so i ask some 7th grader random dude in my class about a girl called grace

"Grace?,you mean Grace Friedrich, our school flowers?"(Classmate A)

"So,she's popular?"(Arthur)

"Are you serious?,who doesn't know her in our school!,since she's beautiful and all plus with her cool personality"(Classmate A)

"in our school,she's called Ice Princess ,they say when she looks at you,your heart will be frozen and when she smile your heart will melt"(Classmate A)

'Pfft,Ice Princess he said,hahahaha....,more like Demon Queen!,if only you knew man....'(Arthur)

"She rarely smiles though,maybe when she's with her girls clique,and if you're lucky enough"(Classmate A)

"why do you ask anyway?,you like her or something Arthur?,well if it were you, maybe it's possible"(Classmate A)

so why did he say if it were me , it's possible?

i'm not bragging or anything , but i'm a handsome boy with blue eyes and noble like personality

girls in class call me Clumsy Prince ,a title deserving of myself

clumsy because sometimes i go to school, with bandage in my face and head,they doesn't know that it's because i got beaten up by freshman highschooler

and they won't know because i said, i just fall from stairs, and sometimes from pebble in the sidewalk

apparently my mother comes from a noble lineage from England ,she's not telling me specific stuff though, just that i got a noble lineage in my blood

pretty sure it has been tainted by my father's blood,i heard my mom says, once i ask why did you choose to marry a scum human like him

she said that, he's used to be a very reputable and rich man from his father inheritance,he own a few big company in U.S

but because of a scandal on insider trading in the stock market news got out, his company group stock price plummet ,and because of his lifestyle in high society

so he got in debt from gambling, need to sell all of his assets,and then you can figured out the rest

can't blame him though,he's just stupid because his father pamper him, and because my mom loves him, she can't say no to any of his request

which lead to us being poor,even though my mom work in a lab on pharmaceutical company, i don't know what she does though,obviously making drugs?

she could possibly  cooking Meth,she could also looking for a cure on cancer , don't know and don't care either

now, on my mom's birthday,my father died from cardiac arrest,tragic indeed.

but i'm happy atleast that f*cking leech is dead,i might miss him though afterall i'm his son,even though he's a faggot

i remember the last time i saw him, he's drinking  alchohol in the sofa with this sorrowful look on his face

maybe he have alot of regret in his life,but there's no cure for regret,life goes on.

that day,

my mom cried alot,and by alot i mean everytime she saw his favorite sofa,it makes me sad too,maybe my father has his uses too,or so i thought

"There's only you and me now Arthur,your father is gone,mom will take care of you"(Mom)

"i love you,son"(Mom)

"Love you too,mom"(Arthur)

she said in our house ,after his burial while hugging me

now, i would've thought with my father's gone,my pocket money will increase, and my monetary crisis will end

unfortunately it doesn't goes like what i want, my mom said that, all of it go to my trust fund for university or college

i was like 'the f*ck', i want to eat some ice cream and stuff without compromising my lunch money,f*ck college and universh*tty! ,i want my ice f*cking cream!!

petty right?,maybe but that's the way i am,they say when i was in kindergarten,i got personality disorder,dual personality and those kind of sh*t

i can at one time being kind,and being angry in another at seconds interval

some say i'm a bipolar child,i disagree though,because it's obviously just my other personality acting up

anyway after a few months after my dad is buried,mom bring back a man in his thirties,to our house

"Arthur,meet your new daddy"(Mom)

"Hello Arthur,your mom talk alot about you"(Man)

he said while offering a handshake,and smiling,he seems nice but maybe he's a snake inside!

trying to get my goddess like mom huh?,you need to pass the gatekeeper m*therf*cker!

so i grip his hand while giving it a squeeze,and pressure it with my hand

"he's a good kid..."(Man)

he smiles,while wincing in pain

'huhh..,pretty good man..,act strong in front of my mom huh?'(Arthur)

"i know right?,he's my son afterall"(Mom)

so yeah,that's how i met my step-dad,do i have a choice in it?,obviously no ,afterall i'm my mom good-mannered,kind and handsome son

besides.... he's rich,he's a doctor and also own a few hospitals in West coast,they met on this Medical Conference in Chicago

he said to me that it was love at first sight,so they get to know each other,few dates here and there and apparently they love each other.

great!,as long my mom's happy,and of course i'm happy that he's rich too,oh and his name is Fred Vilhelm,obviously Scandinavian or something

so my mom maiden name is Rachel Luvenia

and because Zenford is my father surname

so my name became Arthur Vilhelm  after they got married

what in the f*ck...,what am i a viking?

unfortunately because my new dad's house is in California they decided to move there,with me in tow of course

so i moved,there's no tearjerking goodbye with Grace,no...

but i will remember her forever, my childhood sweetheart