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Muhammad Syafiee.

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Have your parents ever warned you not to mix around with that particular kid? That boy your parents tell you to stay away from? And everything your parents don't want you to end up to be like?
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Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Chapter 10; ¡Viva La Gloria!

If you remembered, I wrote a story once and posted on my blog. Well I'm going to post it again with a few minor editing.

“Get out of my house and never come back!” a woman shouted as she slammed the door shut loudly. He stood at the porch staring at the white, wooden door. He turned, picked up his suitcases and went on his way.

The cool night breeze made the atmosphere soothing as the lights from the street lamps gave away his identity. Carter McKnight waved for a taxi as he adjusted his grip on his suitcases. Taxis were rarely available at night in downtown New York. As busy as it may seem, New York was rather quiet at the suburbs.

Carter gave a sigh after half an hour of waiting and continued walking. His destination was unsure but he knew he needed to find a motel to get a rest. He halted as soon as he spotted a diner across the street. Carter’s tummy was grumbling anyways.

“Hello sir, may I take your order?” a young waitress approached him as soon as Carter sat down.

“Yes, please. One of those waffles will do,” he replied with a smile. McKnight sat there and looked outside the diner through the window. His mind wandered off.

“Here he is, Carter McKnight!” the host introduced as the curtains withdrew followed by a wild applause by the crowd.

Carter McKnight was a singer and a guitarist who played nightly in a restaurant. But recently, some sponsors wanted to promote him and eventually he had the chance to play in a gig. People loved him and he had his own album.

McKnight sang as he played the guitar. His singing and the rhythm of the guitar coincided perfectly as the song was played and sung.

“Sir, here are the waffles you ordered,” the waitress tapped his shoulder. That gave him a brief shock as he entered reality. He smiled to her.

“You look depressed. May I ask why?” she asked as she sat opposite him.

Carter McKnight gave a sigh and explained to her about the misery he was going through. Tabloids and paparazzi hunting him down, the love of his life threw him out of his own home and the mixed emotions he was going through.

“I don’t know why, but somehow, despite this, I feel there’s something bigger for me, you know?” Carter said and ate his waffle as he admired the waitress. She was fair and had the most beautiful eyes. He glanced at her name tag- Gloria.

“Things happen for a reason. Maybe the reason for all these is hidden for now,” she replied looking at Carter’s suitcase which had, “Carter McKnight” written on it and smiled as she stood up and left. McKnight looked on at Gloria as she approached another table to get the orders of the people there. Carter knew what she said was true. Everything happens for a reason. He stood up and picked up his bags. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a piece of torn paper which had, “(212) 288-9276, Call Me If You Need Anything” written on it. He left the diner and gave a smile to Gloria. She smiled back.

A bike sped on a puddle and that gave a splash on Carter’s coat. Carter wiped away the dirt but it was still wet. As he was about to continue searching for a motel, he heard a distant call. Someone was calling his name. He turned and saw Gloria waving at him.

“Mind walking home with you?” Gloria asked as she approached Carter.

“I’m looking for a motel actually. Remember? Got kicked out of the house,” Carter replied. Gloria giggled.

“I’ll walk you to the nearest motel then,” Gloria said. Carter just smiled.

Both of them walked under the starlit sky as they talk about their lives. Gloria was a university student who’s working while waiting for her term to start. She was 3 years younger than McKnight.

“You know, you made me smile today,” Carter looked at Gloria as they reached a motel. His eyes were fixed on hers. That made her smile nervously. McKnight got nearer to Gloria and they kissed.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have,” Carter took a step back and apologized. Gloria smiled, got nearer to Carter and gave another kiss.

“That’s for walking with me to my motel. I’m staying here temporarily,” Gloria said as she pointed to the motel room which had “ROOM 1204” on its door.

Gloria walked towards her room and gave a final smile to Carter before entering. He entered the motel and checked in.

“’Ere you go sir, yer’ room,” the receptionist informed with his Texan accent as he passed the keys to Carter. Carter entered his motel room and immediately lay down on the bed. He felt so comfortable. He thoughts was playing mind games on him again as this time, he thought off the time he proposed to Kristen, the woman who kicked him out of his own house.

It was romantic. They were at the beach at night looking at the stars. Carter popped the question out of the blue moon and Kristen replied with a “YES!” immediately. But Carter couldn’t stop thinking, “What went wrong?” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wedding ring.

He exited his motel room to get a fresh air and saw Annie walking towards the motel lobby. Excitedly, he grabbed his coat and headed to the lobby.“Gloria! Where are you heading?” Carter asked her as she turned.

“Oh. I’m just getting some fresh air,” she replied smiling to him. She never stopped smiling. Her smiles made Carter’s heart skipped a beat.

“Erm, I was wondering you see, uhh, do you want to have a drink?” he asked nervously. “Sure,” Gloria replied with giggle.

They walked to a 24 hours seaside open-air food centre. Both grabbed themselves a drink and some supper.

“The way you look at me, it makes me nervous,“ Gloria exclaimed as she blushed.

“You have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen Annie,” Carter replied as he held Gloria’s hand. Gloria blushed more.

They got nearer and as they wanted to kiss, a shooting star flew by. People started commenting on that beautiful scenery. Both of them looked on at the shooting star. Gloria closed her eyes and murmured something. It was a wish. People make wishes when they see a shooting star. McKnight gave it a try.

Out of nowhere, he felt a kiss on his lips. The sensation in him was burning. He never had felt this feeling before and he loved it. After what seems to be an eternity, which was a boon to Carter, they parted. Both were infinity on high and smiles paved way.

“I love you Gloria,” McKnight whispered. Call it love at first sight or whatever you wish, but he knew she was the reason he needed to find all along.

Gloria got closer to Carter and whispered, “I love you too Carter,”

He fell in love with a diner girl within a few hours of meeting her. They headed back to their motel as soon as they finished their supper. Hand in hand they walked down the streets. It was 3am in the morning by now. Carter held Gloria hands, kneeled down and took out a ring.

“This was the ring my ex-wife threw away after she kicked me out of my house,” Carter gave a brief laugh and continued, “I know we've just met but I swear, being with you makes me feel like me again. Gloria, would you be my love, forever?”

Gloria stood there with tears in her eyes. They just met and he's going to marry her. Will this work? She had no idea. As soon as she wanted to answer, Carter pushed her out of the way as swiftly as possible and an amplified loudness was heard. Gloria couldn’t make out that noise. She stood up, bright lights were all she saw and when the debris was cleared, she saw a 16-wheeler crushed at the spot where she and Carter stood.

She paced back and forth at the corridor, waiting for news from the doctors. The light from the “OPERATION IN PROGRESS” signboard went shut. The doctor appeared from behind the operation theatre door with blood on his gloves. The doctor approached Gloria, pulled down his mouth-mask and revealed the news…..

So yeah guys. You decide how you want it to end. Just leave an idea by the tagboard. I'll try and write the continuation depending on what you guys want. But honestly, I don't think anyone will read this. Hahh.

7:23 PM