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AUTHOR SERIES 1 : HERS

Guia is a famous writer and she's very good at what she does. She lives a normal life despite the people adoring how well she writes. But something unexpected happened.

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001

"Guia! What happened to your story? Why did it change? I thought Eros and Amy will be the end game!" Joanna said. This girl, I'm really at the door of our classroom and here she is. asking question about the story that I updated last night. I rolled my eyes as I walk past her.

"We have a quiz, right? Have you already reviewed?" I diverted the topic. She shook her head and glared at me. Wow, now she's mad? I ignored her glare and get my notes from my bag. I read again for me to remember the things that might

be in the quiz later.

Our teacher came, checked our attendance, and proceeded to giving the exam cards which has the questionnaires. I finished after a while and instructed to go out as the others are not yet finished with theirs. I went outside and wait for

Joanna to finish hers.

Minutes later, I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked up and saw her smiling like an idiot.

"So?" her eyebrows are up as if waiting for me to answer her questions earlier.

I sighed because she won't just give something up unless she knew that she no power toget what she wants, which rarely happens, "Fine"

She clapped her hands while smiling and jumping. She was shushed by the teacher that is in our classroom. She's that loud.

"Eros isn't just for her, okay? Even if they want to be together, they're not just meant for each other. As a matter of fact, I have a leading lady for him," I calmly said.

She put her hands on both sides of her waist and one of her eyebrows shot up, "Who's the lucky girl?"

I smiled at her sweetly and said, "Me"

We were called to get inside and Joanna, being the over dramatic she is, stood there

with her mouth open. Gross.

I sat down and she followed a minute after I entered. She also sat down but she stared at me. It's not just any other stare but an intense one. I looked at her with a questioning look. What the heck are you doing? But she just pointed me and

said, "You, I thought 'they're just fictional characters', huh?"

"They're really just fictional characters. Stop thinking that they'll suddenly exist," it may be harsh, but she needs to wake up from the thought of having a person that's exactly the same with the one that's on the books.

She pouted and looked at our white board. The class resumed and hours later, it's our dismissal. It's 8pm. We bid our goodbye and, on my way, home I suddenly thought of Eros' possible plot. We reached our home, and I ate dinner. I went upstairs and done my night routines and started typing on my laptop.

I started Eros' story.

I woke up feeling someone tapping my face and then I remembered that our housemaids are only allowed to knock on my door for the whole one minute. I instantly opened my eyes checking if someone forgot about the house rules. I was surprised to see a guy.

I instantly rose from bed and grab the scissors that is on my bedside table. I pointed it at him. He seemed to be taken aback at my sudden move, he raised both his hands with his eyes wide open.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?," I can't think clearly. I started

walking towards him while he's backing up.

"Miss, I don't even know where the heck am I and the reason why I'm here. Why don't

you put that scissor down and let's talk this out," he talked to me as if I'm at the edge of the building and going to jump. Instead of losing my grip from it, I hold it tightly and pushed it forward.

He walked backwards, " Miss, you may kill me with that scissor, please put it

down"

"You're not answering my questions!" I screamed.

He sighed, extended his right arm and smiled at me, "I am Eros James Martinez. Nice

to meet you, Ms. Author"

"Are you playing games with me? You can't fool me!"

"Are you being serious right now? You asked me and I answered honestly, still you won't believe me," his eyes scanned around my room and he started walking towards my study table. He sat down at the chair and opened my laptop.

I examined him from head to toe. He's lean and tall, he's jet black hair is in clean cut. His brows are thick which matches his deep, tantalizing brown eyes. He has pointed nose and cupid bow's lips. Just like I imagined him to be.

"Are you done checking me out? Can we now go downstairs? I'm really hungry," I didn't notice that he's done using my laptop.

"Uhh.. Yeah, let's go," I heard him laugh so I walked and left him behind.

I reached the kitchen and sat down. Our maids served me and placed the foods on my plate even though I didn't asked for it. They also poured me a glass of milk and water.

I heard someone's footsteps, everyone looked to see who it is, and there is Eros who's entering the kitchen. He stupidly waved his hand and awkwardly smiled, "Hi"

The maids looked at me with confused gaze but never said anything. Instead, they prepared for Eros' plates and seat. I motioned him to sit down because he's still standing there. He smiled and sat down. They also served him and when they're about to pour him milk, he stopped them, "Please no milk. I'm not a child to have one,"

They looked at me as if they're asking if they'll continue or not. I looked at Eros and he whispered 'no'. I shook my head and they left Eros alone. I wished that he will also leave me alone and eat quietly, but I guess my wish was not heard because the latter started talking.

"Does your maid act like that everyday?" he asked while looking around.

"Act like what?"

"Like they're a robot, programmed to follow all your orders" he raised his hands and acted like his drawing a circle when he said 'all'.

"Isn't it their job? To follow all of my orders and requests?" I mimicked what he'd done and he just shook his head.

We continued eating and I look at him from time to time. Checking if he'll disappear from my sight. I guess luck's really not on my side this day.

"Does your maid act like that everyday?" he asked while looking around.

"Act like what?"

"Like they're a robot, programmed to follow all your orders" he raised his hands and acted like his drawing a circle when he said 'all'.

"Isn't it their job? To follow all of my orders and requests?" I mimicked what he'd done and he just shook his head.

We continued eating and I look at him from time to time. Checking if he'll disappear from my sight. I guess luck's really not on my side this day. "Fifth"

"What?" I'm shocked when he suddenly spoke.

"That's the fifth time you stared at me. You'll get used to my handsomeness"

"Ew!" the nerve of this guy. Well, he's handsome I'll give him that. But there's no way I will tell him that he is.