Issues

1

'Am dead! So dead. My tuition is overdue along with my rent? What has my life become? F*ck! I'm an i***t! I shouldn't have left home. This was a bad idea.' The voice in Topaz Saffron's head said. It was true, I am officially screwed. Topaz thought as she sat in the dark dim theater. She was still on a date with Josh, a guy she met at a radio store. She had been seeing him for about a month. And he was officially her worst boyfriend ever. He kept blabbering about business whilst Topaz fixed a concentrated stare on him. She wasn't listening and the least she could do was to act like she was.

She stared at Josh with a sad expression—he didn't still notice. She had to break up with him. He had been fun...sometimes but he didn't feel like the right one. God! He definitely isn't the right one, he won't stop talking. He didn't make her feel...tingly and have shivers. Just like the others, he wasn't her type—and he clearly talked a lot and deserved someone similar to him.

'Get ready girl! Cause you're going to leave long. How many cats do you want? 20? 30?' The voice mocked. Topaz resisted the urge to cry. Oh! How she missed Saffron, her home, her kingdom. She missed her parents. The maids, at her beck and call and Alexandrite, her little brother—called Alex for short.

She lived a royal princess life—which she was—and she loved it a lot. But like every other human being, she had dreams. As a little girl, she was fascinated by planes and wanted to learn how to fly one. After her graduation from one of Saffron's finest private high schools. Frequently she insisted on her parents sending her to aviation school, but they rebuked her and decided on hiring private professors. Angered by her parent's conclusion and with the a little help from Alex, she ran off with an efficient amount of money and jewels.

Few days ago had clocked it. It had been three years since she ran off. And all the money and jewels had run out. A day after her disappearance, her face got plastered on papers and the news worldwide. She stepped into NewYork for half a day and changed her name to Tara Roads to avoid hints but her neighbors started to get noisy. Even walking on the streets of NewYork people stopped her jokingly, asking if she was the princess.

It went on for about two weeks. Filled with anger, she pulled on a black-tinted glasses and wrapped around her almost white, peculiar platinum blonde long hair inside a wide-brimmed hat. She stalked over to a hair salon and bought hair-dye.

Unknowingly to her, she picked one from the expired ones not bothering to check the details. The red color she wanted appeared black instead. Instantly, she fell in love with the color and the rest is history.

Topaz felt a light tap on her shoulder, snapping out of her thoughts she looked up to see Josh telling her the movie had come to a close. Silently they walked out of the cinema. Arriving at the entrance, Topaz turned to him with a civilized look.

"Josh, listen. I have something to tell you," I said softly trying to break the bad news in a calm, civilized manner. She never had the problem causing heartbreaks. Along with other self-problems she had, one of the top five was her not able to keep a man for a month; maximum, a month and two days.

"Before you say anything. I just want to say am happy to be here with you tonight...and nobody else." He grinned wildly. He was handsome and hot. Topaz thought, that was probably caught her attention. He still had his child-like features. His lean musculine face, short-cropped hair which was styled nicely—and Topaz looked like she went to take a hike. She was wearing a black plain T-shirt and shorts. He looked fit for the date they ventured; wearing blazers, a white t-shirt, and a shiny suit pants.

"Yeah. About that, this relationship isn't doing it for me. Am sorry but, this is goodbye."

Josh looked like he had seen a ghost. "Was it something I did."

'Yeah, you just won't stop talking.'

She placed a hand over her heart, "no. It's not you, it's all me. Am so sorry we cannot work out," she removed the hand from her chest and reach over to touch his shoulder, "we are not just meant to be."

He stared down at her hand on him a few seconds before flinching, "not now Topaz, I need to think." He walked a meter away.

She stared at him. His eyes met hers for a second and he looked away. Why does my life have to be like a novel? She groaned.

Topaz phone starts to ring, she pulls it out of her jeans pocket and answers in a sing-song voice after glancing at the caller ID, "hey Chelsea what's up."

"Am at the new club that just opened across your apartment, Tara, you have to come. Like right now, it's the bomb!!" she screamed into the phone as loud music clouded her voice. Along with changing her appearance, Topaz had opt out changing her name to Tara Armstrong.

"Really!! Fifteen minutes. I give me fifteen, I'll be there," Topaz said slipping the phone back in her pocket. She turned over to Josh, he was nowhere to be found. Squinting her eyes to the low dimmer corner of the cinema, she saw him. Josh had moved farther down. He was now leaning against a wall.

Smiling brightly, she waved at him, "bye!!!!!" As she walked away from him. For a minute, Topaz swore she saw the look of surprise, mixed with confusion in his eyes.