Que Sera Sera Chapter 10: Conversations

It was snowing. The first snowfall of the year. Little flakes drifted lazily from the sky to the ground, covering everything with a thin layer fluff.

Ariel looked out the window of the Lotus Café, the little coffee shop she now works at part time. True, Ariel could have gotten a better paying job at an office somewhere, but she resisted. James would have a much tougher time tracking me down if I do minimum wage jobs. He wouldn’t think that I would “stoop this low”.

It was Thursday afternoon, so there were very few patrons in The Lotus. Ariel was relieved; she really needed a rest. The bell above the door dinged, signifying the presence of a customer. A girl smaller than Ariel ran in and plopped herself on a chair near the window. The girl looked tired and wary, and Ariel felt a little sorry for her.

“Hi, what would you like to drink?” Ariel walked over.

“Oh, just coffee, black, thanks.” Rainie replied breathlessly.

Ariel poured her a cup of coffee, “here you go.”

“Thanks,” Rainie replied with her eyes closed.

“Are you alright?”

Rainie smiled tiredly, “yes, I’m just tired. I just moved here from Taiwan, and I’m still suffering from jetlag.”

“Ah,” Ariel smiled, “the coffee should wake you up no problem; we have the strongest coffee in town.”

“Really?”

“You should see this place near exam time. It’s like a zoo.”

Rainie laughed, “I’ll bet, well, I’ll keep that in mind when it’s time for me to write my exams, I have a feeling I’ll need strong coffee then.”

“Awesome, oh, where do you go to university?”

“VU, just down the road.”

“Me too! What are you studying?”

“Well, I haven’t started yet. I’m starting in the winter term when school starts again, but I will be studying art history.”

“That sounds interesting, I’m studying commerce. Why are you here so early then? The winter term doesn’t start until January.”

“I thought I’d come a little early to familiarize my self with the campus and Vancouver. I’ve never been away from Taiwan nor have I ever lived by myself. I had a feeling it will take some adjusting to.”

“Well, good luck. Maybe I’ll see you on campus.” Ariel said as she walked back to the counter.

“Yes, see you.” Rainie replied happily.

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“Hey Ge.”

“Hey Peanut.”

“How many times have I told you not to call me that? I am not that small.” Ariel feigned annoyance.

“I have news.” Something in Ge’s voice told Ariel this was not good news.

“What happened?” She asked worriedly.

“Stop fretting. Nothing big. The guy after you has just left Halifax. Seems like he’s got a tip that you’re out west.”

“Oh.”

“He’s not sure you’re in Vancouver yet though,” Ge quickly said.

“There aren’t that many major cities out west, he’ll figure out I’m here in no time.”

“Not necessarily, he doesn’t know whether you’re in a large city or a small town.”

“How many cities in Western Canada has a large enough Asian population to hide two Chinese girls? Pretty much just Calgary, Edmonton, Vancouver, and maybe Victoria. What should I do?”

“Hang tight, do what you usually do. James is monitoring the air lines for sure right now. It takes time to get you and Miranda aliases, if you make a major move with your current alias, it’ll raise too many red flags.”

“Alright. Thanks Ge.”

“No problem. I’ll let you know ASAP if anything else happens.”

“Ok.”

“Stay safe.”

“I always do.”

Que Sera Sera Chapter 9: Just for the Record

It’s a rainy day. A cloudy sky with torrents of rain pouring down. Staring out the large windows of the library at VU, Ariel felt a sense of melancholy settling in.

Mira went on her date with Josh yesterday, and Ariel couldn’t help but feel proud of her little sister. Mira looked wonderful for her first date, and Josh is actually quite a sweet guy, he didn’t even complain when Ariel insisted on taking lots of photos of him and Mira before they left. When Mira came back, she was smiling and singing. It seemed like they had a great time, and Ariel felt grateful that Mira is happy.

Yet… I can’t believe I am jealous. I’m jealous that my own sister is happy. I’m crazy. It’s not that I want Mira to be unhappy; I just wish I could have a special some one too. Someone to care about and love me. Is that too much to ask for?

Is it too much to wish that I could let the past go? Let every single thing go. Can I stop living in the shadows? Can I ever live without fear, without hurt, without looking over my shoulder everyday, without having to pretend I’m happy, without hiding who I am? Can I ever break free?

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Joe has been watching Ariel for the past 10 minutes. All she did was stare out the window. Not moving and not speaking. If she wasn’t breathing, Joe wouldn’t even be sure that she was still alive.

Joe debated whether to talk to her or not. What if she’s still mad at me about Friday? Well, there’s only one way to find out.

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“Ariel?”

Ariel turned around and saw Joe. She groaned inwardly. She had hoped to avoid him. But there he was and she can’t very well pretend he doesn’t exist. After all, I still need his help with accounting.

“Hey Joe.” Ariel smiled. “How’s it going?”

“Good.” Joe let out the breath he was holding silently. Ariel was still acting normal.

“How did it go with Tiffany?” Ariel couldn’t resist asking. Real mature Ariel.

“Um… Alright I guess.” What am I suppose to say?

“That’s good.” Ariel smiled. What did you expect him to say? That it went horrible? That he broke up with her? Get real. “So you’re still together?”

“What?” Joe asked a bit befuddled.

Gee Ariel, great question. Way to go, interrogate him about his girlfriend. That’s really smart. Ariel thought sarcastically. “Never mind.”

Does Ariel think Tiff is my girlfriend? Is she jealous? “Tiff’s not my girlfriend.”

Ariel raised an eyebrow, “oh? Then why did she claim she was?”

“I don’t know. She likes me I guess.”

“You think?” Ariel asked sarcastically. They’re not together! Wait, why am I happy about that?

Joe looked a bit sheepish. “I guess.” Does Ariel look a bit happier now? I think she was jealous. Wait, why am I glad that she was jealous?

“Alright, I bet you’re not here to chit chat with me. Let me guess, it starts with a b and ends with an -ology, and has something to do with you failing a class?”

Joe looked even more sheepish, “how’d you guess?”

Ariel snorted in a very unladylike way, “Let’s get started, or we’ll be here all day.”

Que Sera Sera Chapter 8: Teenage Moments

All Ariel wanted to do after leaving Joe at the Café is to go home and relax. Alas, Lady Luck was not on her side that day. The pipe underneath the sink sprung a small leak. With a loud sigh, Ariel got out her tools, lied down facing up under the sink, and started trying to fix it.

“Ariel!” Miranda burst in through the door of the house. “Ari, where are you?”

Ariel jerked up and bumped her head on the pipes. “Ow!”

“What are you doing under there?” Miranda asked, peering down at Ariel’s scowling face.

Ariel huffed, “trying to fix a leak you little twerp.”

“I’m not a twerp. And I don’t see a leak.”

“That’s because I taped it.” Ariel got up.

“You taped a leaky pipe?” Miranda was struggling not to laugh, “And it works?”

“For a bit, but it won’t work forever, hence I’m trying to fix it.” Ariel rolled her eyes, “why were you so excited?”

A giant grin broke out on Miranda’s face, “I did it!”

“What?” Ariel asked slightly alarmed.

“Yeah, and it was so good.” Miranda smiled dreamily.

“What?” Ariel nearly yelled. “Where?”

“In the park.”

“You had sex in the park?” Ariel asked disbelievingly.

“What?” Miranda looked confused, “I didn’t have sex.”

“Then…”

“Oh my gosh Ariel, get your mind out of the gutter!”

“My mind is not in the gutter.”

“Then stop thinking about sex all the time.”

“I do not think about sex all the time! You need to work on your communication skills. If I told you I ‘did it’, what would you think?”

“I would think… Ok you have a point; I would think you had sex.”

“There.”

“Yeah, but you’re 19, you’re entitled to have sex at 19. I’m only 15.”

“There are 15 year olds who have had sex.”

“I know that, but really, do you think I would?”

“That’s not the point. If you didn’t ‘do it’, then what did you do?”

“I confessed to Josh!”

“You mean ‘Mr. Dreamy’?” Ariel air quoted with her hands.

Miranda swatted Ariel’s hands away, “yes, him. And guess what? He likes me too!”

“That’s great Mira! So…?”

“So what?”

“Are you going to go out with him?”

“Yes.” Miranda blushed, “Yes, we’re going to go see a movie on Sunday.”

Ariel shook her head and sniffed dramatically, “ah! My little darling sister has her first boyfriend! You’re all grown up now.”

“Ari!” Miranda yelled, turned, and stomped out of the kitchen.

“What?”

“You are so unbelievably immature!”

Que Sera Sera Chapter 7: Parallel Musings

“Jerk, asshole, idiot…” Ariel muttered as she walked home from the café. “Asking me out just before his girlfriend shows up.”

Why the heck do I care? I don’t even like him. Ariel reasoned. Why should I be upset that his girlfriend showed up? Why am I upset that I won’t get to go on that stupid date… Though… was he trying to ask me out?

Ariel grunted. “I’m just upset he’s two timing his girlfriend. I just pity his girlfriend for having such a playboy for a boyfriend. That’s all.”

Ariel smiled, feeling placated. Though she’s such a bitch, she probably deserves it. Wait a minute, did I actually think that? Ariel paused on the sidewalk. When did I turn so mean?

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Where did she go? Joe wondered. For a small person, she sure runs fast. Why am I trying to find her?

How could Ariel be so calm? I just asked her out a second before Tiff showed up. Though did she not think I was trying to ask her out? If Ariel thought that I was asking her out, how could she stay so calm when Tiff showed up? Does Ariel not care if Tiff is my girlfriend? Why am I so upset that Ariel doesn’t care? Do I want her to care? If I want her to care… Do I like her?

“No way. I don’t like her. How can I like a weird chick like her? Liking Ariel, that’s funny.” Joe gave a shaky laugh. “No way. That’s ridiculous.”

Joe gave up searching for Ariel. I’ll talk to her on Monday. Stop thinking about her Joe! Joe shook his head. Remember Natasha? She broke your heart. Joe paused. The memory of it doesn’t hurt as much anymore. I think I’m finally getting over her.

Is it because of Ariel?

Que Sera Sera Chapter 6: Small Fragment

Joe looked at the person with the high pitched voice and almost groaned out loud.

Tiffany made a beeline for Joe, “What a surprise seeing you here!”

“Yes, very surprising.” Joe replied sarcastically.

“So, when are we going on that date you promised me?” Tiffany crooned to Joe, ignoring Ariel.

Joe took a giant gulp of coffee to delay having to reply.

Ariel coughed.

Tiffany turned and looked at Ariel distastefully. I have nothing to worry about from her. Still, it doesn’t hurt to make sure she knows that Joe is mine.. “Hi my name is Tiffany. I’m Joe’s girlfriend. You are?”

Joe choked and nearly spat his coffee out. “You’re not –“

Tiffany patted Joe on his back, “there there darling, take it easy.”

“It’s nice to meet you Tiffany, I have to get going.” Ariel replied calmly. She smiled a calculated smile, “Thanks for the coffee Joe.”

“Ariel!” Joe called as Ariel walked out of the coffee shop.

“Why are you so concerned about some girl that’s not your girlfriend?” Tiffany asked and sat down in Ariel’s vacated spot.

“I’m not your boyfriend, so why do you care about me?”

“If I recall correctly, we never broke up. You just stopped calling one day.”

Joe gave Tiffany an exasperated look. “Wasn’t that clear enough?”

“I thought that was because that skank was after you and you couldn’t get rid of her.”

“Bianca is not a skank, we were never together, she’s just a good friend of mine, and you knew that I wasn’t interested in you. I did something stupid in a moment of weakness.”

“You call sleeping with me ‘something stupid’?” Tiffany asked painfully.

“It’s not personally Tiff, but it wasn’t something I should have done, with anyone.”

“How long before you get over your ex-fiancé Joe? How long are you going to hold the torch for someone who obviously only cares about money? She isn’t worth it Joe.”

“I know, and I am over Natasha.”

“Liar.”

“I’m not lying.” Joe paused. “But I don’t like you in that way either Tiffany.”

“Why not? What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing, you’re great. You’re like a sister to me. We’ve known each other since forever; I just don’t see you in that way.”

“But I’ve liked you since forever Joe. How –“

“I’m sorry.” Joe said gently and got up. “I can’t.”

“Why don’t you love me Joe?” Tiffany whispered as Joe walked out. “What do I have to do to get you to forget her? How could you love someone like her? Why, why, why…?”

Que Sera Sera Chapter 5: Unexpected and Hanging

“Damn!” Ariel threw her books on the table in the library. She smiled apologetically at the other patrons of the library, and flopped down on the table. I am so going to fail this midterm tomorrow…

“You need some help?” A rather familiar voice asked.

Ariel looked up and then flopped down on the table again. Great, a superficial idiot just offered to teach me.

“I’m bad at accounting you know.” Joe read her mind. “And judging by your rather sullen countenance, I’m pretty sure I can help you.”

Ariel sat up again, “did you just say ‘sullen countenance?’”

Joe looked confused. “Yes I did.”

Ok, so he’s not a complete idiot. “Alright, teach me what you know.”

Joe smiled, “what don’t you get?”

He has a nice smile. Ariel thought almost subconsciously. “A lot. I don’t understand accounting in general, and since I missed two weeks near the beginning of the term…”

Joe shook his head, “looks like we’re going to be here for a while.”

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“So how did you do?” Joe asked Ariel over coffee at a coffee house near the university. It was Friday, and Ariel has just finished her gruelling, tiring, and confusing accounting midterm.

Ariel frowned, “I think I passed.”

Joe raised his eyebrow. “You don’t seem too happy about that.”

“I don’t like to just pass.” Ariel shrugged. “I like doing well in my classes, but with accounting…”

“Hey, we’ve all got classes where we feel like that. I mean, I get accounting perfectly fine, but when it comes to biology…” Joe made a face. “I’m just glad I only have to take a couple science courses.”

“Hey, if you need help.” Ariel offered.

Joe’s face lit up, “really?”

“Why not? I don’t find bio all that challenging, though admittedly, I’m glad I don’t have to take many science courses either.”

“Thanks a lot.”

“No problem.” Ariel paused. “Thanks.”

“For?”

“For helping me with accounting. I don’t think I would have passed this midterm without you.”

“Hey, it was my pleasure, it helped me study too.”

Ariel smile and Joe felt his heart flutter. What is wrong with me?

“Do you want to go see a movie sometimes?” Joe asked impulsively.

“What?” Ariel looked shocked.

Why the heck did I ask that? She’s a nerdy kid-

Before either of them had a chance to say anything else, a high pitched voice shrieked, “Joe? Is that you?”

Que Sera Sera Chapter 4: Friendly Bantering

“Ari, have you ever had a boyfriend?” Miranda asked one morning at breakfast.

Ariel choked on her milk, “what?”

“A boyfriend, you know, some of the opposite sex that you’re in a romantic relationship with?”

“I know what a boyfriend is Mira.” She paused. “Why’d you ask?”

“Just wondering.”

Ariel stayed silent.

“It’s just that there’s this guy in my class, and he’s really cute. He’s…” Miranda sighed. “He’s absolute dreamy.”

Ariel tried to stop herself from gagging. She didn’t succeed.

Miranda shot Ariel an annoyed look.

“Mira, do you like him?”

“Like him?” Miranda looked perplexed.

“Yes… Are you… attracted to him?” Seeing Miranda’s still perplexed look, she continued, “Do you feel… different when he’s around? Butterflies in your stomach, feeling warm, acting unusual? Hm… feeling nervous?”

“Well… Yeah. I guess.” Miranda said a bit dejectedly, “but it doesn’t matter, it’s not as if he’s interested in me.”

“How do you know that?”

“He’s… him. He’s popular, smart, sporty, and absolutely dreamy, there are lots of girls that are constantly around him. I bet he doesn’t even know I’m alive.”

“Hey, don’t say that. You’re an amazing girl yourself Mira. How many 16 year old girls do you know has a black belt at Tae Kwon Do? How many can apply make up in less than a minute… in a moving car? How many can already do second year university math? How many can put together a fabulous outfit for less than 20 bucks?”

“Of course it sounds amazing when you say it. You’re going to be a lawyer, so of course you know how to twist everything to sound good. Besides, you’re a genius. Though why are you doing a commerce degree? You have a degree in political sciences, why don’t you just apply to law school right now?”

“It’s less conspicuous. There aren’t that many 19 year olds in law school.” Ariel grinned goofily. “Just go for Mr. Dreamy. You never know unless you try. Just don’t try to impress him with your Tae Kwon Do skills. You might end up knocking him unconscious, which normally sends them running in the other direction.”

“You’re hilarious Ari. You’re so funny I forgot to laugh. And about the whole 19 years old part, aren’t you a ‘disguised’ as 23 year old this time?”

“So? Anyways, just tell him, ok? And let’s go. I’m late for accounting class with the Wicked Witch of the West.”

“You don’t make any sense Ari.”

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“Hello?” Ariel said cautiously into the phone.

“Hey kiddo.” Replied Ge.

Ariel smiled, “Hey grandpa.”

“You wound me.” Ge sniffed into the phone.

“Yeah, yeah.” Ariel rolled her eyes dramatically, then realized Ge can’t see her. “How is everything?”

Ge knew she meant James. “Everything is fine. He doesn’t know where you are, but he does have someone out looking for you. According to my sources, he’s in Edmonton right now, and hasn’t a clue that you’re where you are.”

Ariel sighed and relaxed, “thanks.”

“No problem, I’ll get one of my guys to give him a false tip that you’re in Halifax, that should get him off your trail for a while.”

“Thanks Ge.”

“So when are you coming home?”

“Home?” Ariel asked cynically.

“Yes Ariel, home.”

“You know as well as I do that I don’t consider that place home.”

Ge sighed, “Why do we have this argument every time we have a conversation? It’s been a year and a half Ariel. You’re 19, almost 20, he can’t do anything to you anymore.”

“What about Mira? She 15. If I go back, James gets custody of her. I can’t let that happen.”

“Come on Ariel. You can only hide for so long, sooner or later, he’s going to find you, he’s got connections every where. And then you have to pack up, move, and the cycle starts all over again.”

“I know Ge. I’m not going back. Not until Mira turns 18, and even then, I’m not going back. Like you said, he’s got connections everywhere; the only way to remain out of his grasp is to be invisible.”

“I don’t understand why you keep running away from him, I know he’s strict, but-“

Ariel cut him off. “I can’t tell you why Ge, but trust me, there is a very good reason, and if you were me, you would make exactly the same choices I have. Just trust me.”

There was a long silence, “You’re so annoyingly stubborn.”

“And that’s why you love me.” Ariel joked.

Ge sighed, “Just try to stay out of trouble, ok? I don’t want to hack the police department’s computer again.”

“That was not my fault! That guy was hitting on me, so I hit him.”

“He was a police officer.”

“He was at least 30 years old and he had a wedding ring on. I was 17. Creepy pedophile.”

“He arrested you.”

“And you bailed me out. It’s good to know the leader of the mafia.”

“I am not the leader of the mafia!”

“Fine, the leader of the Canadian mafia.”

“It’s not a mafia.”

“Fine, fine, ‘The Secret Investigation Service’.”

“I should have never told you that.”

“I knew anyways.”

“How.”

“I’m a genius.”

“And extremely modest.”

“Very.” Ariel said angelically.

“You’re insufferable.” Ge complained.

“If I’m insufferable, that makes you the friend of the insufferable, which is quite sad.”

“I have no time to quibble with you.” Ge said in a snotty voice, “I have more important things to do.”

“Sure, sure. I gotta go anyways. Talk to you later.”

“See you. Stay safe.”

“I always do.”

“Not.”

“I resent that.”

Ge’s laughter was the last thing she heard before the phone disconnected.

Que Sera Sera Chapter 3: Memories and Encounters

Ariel smoothed her black pencil skirt. It’s her first day of class, and judging by what everyone else is wearing, she is definitely over-dressed. It’s alright. She thought warily to herself. At least the prof will appreciate my seriousness and dedication to her class. Afterall, I am 2 weeks behind.

Ariel sighed. She does not like accounting. Before she has time to dwell on it, the professor walked into the room, and Ariel decided to concentrate on the lecture.

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“Dude, why did it take you so long to get here?” Mike He asked Joe as they tried to sneak into their accounting class.

“Traffic jam on the road.” Joe replied.

“Since when do you wait in a traffic jam rather than manoeuvring your way out?”

“Since an unfortunate event last Friday.”

Ignore the evil look from the prof, they finally sat down near the back of the lecture hall.

“What happened on Friday?”

“I –“ Joe was about to continue when he noticed her.

It looks like her. She was sitting near the front of the class, looking totally absorbed in the lecture. Joe strained his neck, trying to figure out if it is her. Just then, the girl’s pen dropped on the ground, causing her to lean down in order to pick it up. Joe let out the breath he was holding. It isn’t her.

“Joe, Joe?” Mike waved his hand in front of Joe’s face. “Are you alright? What are you looking at?”

“Nothing,” Joe continued to look at the girl, she looks familiar. “I thought I saw Natasha.”

“Natasha? Your ex – girlfriend Natasha?”

Joe nodded.

“The one that cheated on you, and then married a rich guy before even bothering to break up with you?”

Joe nodded again. “There’s something familiar about that girl over there though. I think I’ve met her somewhere.”

“You need to get a life… and a girlfriend. Don’t like one bad apple spoil the entire crate.”

“Barrel.”

“What?”

“One bad apple spoils the barrel, not the crate.” Joe focused on the lecture.

“Whatever.” Mike tried focusing on the lecture. “Do you know what Professor McArthur is talking about?”

Joe sighed. “I’ll teach it to you the day before midterms.”

“Thanks man.” And Mike promptly fell asleep.

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Ariel was having trouble following the lecture. It wasn’t even because she missed a few weeks of class; it was just that she’s never understood accounting. Ariel doesn’t mind math, and she understood all of her other second year commerce courses perfectly, but somehow, accounting and her just doesn’t mesh. Not at all.

The prof ended the class after what seems like hours of lectures, and Ariel gratefully packed up. Her head was starting to hurt, and she just wanted some fresh air. Unfortunately, Lady Luck was not on her side.

“Ms. Zhang, could I speak to you for a moment?” The prof asked.

Shoot! What did I do this time? Ariel wondered as she walked to the front of the class. Damn, what’s her name again?

“Ms. Zhang,” the prof began. “I understand you just transferred into this class?”

“Yes, professor…” Shoot, what is her name?

“McArthur.” The prof replied with a small smile. It was not a friendly smile. “Ms. Zhang, I agreed to let you into my class because your overall marks for the last few years have been impressive. However, your accounting marks are perhaps not up to scratch. I am also concerned about your tendency to switch schools, therefore, I expect you to catch up to this classes’ progress as soon as possible. Please note that you will be expected to write the same midterm in a few weeks as everyone else. Is that understood?”

“Yes Ms. McArthur.” What a bitch! “I understand.”

“Good.” Ms. McArthur found a sheet of paper on her desk. “Here are some things that could help you. If you need extra help, feel free to come and see me, or if you prefer getting help from your peers, Mr. Joe Cheng is quite good at accounting.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Good luck.” She said as she walked away.

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Joe is waiting for outside of the lecture hall. He finally figured out who the Natasha look-alike was. What is that crazy girl doing in my class? And why am I waiting for her? This is silly; I don’t even know her name.

Before he has time to dwell on it longer, Ariel walked out of the lecture hall. She was swearing in at 4 different languages, and did not seem to notice Joe.

“Hey!” Joe called.

Ariel paid him no notice.

Annoyed, Joe walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. “I was talking to you.”

Ariel gave him a bored look. “Yes?”

“Er…” Joe didn’t know what to say. Doesn’t he remember her?

“Oh, you’re the guy that hit me with his car.”

“Yes.”

“So?”

“So what?”

“So why are you talking to me?” Ariel asked him as if he was stupid.

Joe figured he better change the topic. “I’m Joe.”

“Ariel.” She looked at him suspiciously and then started walking away. “If we’re done with the introductions, I gotta go now.”

“No, wait.” Joe blocked her way. “Were you always in this class?”

“Does that matter?”

“Just curious.”

“Well then, you can continue being curious.” Ariel side stepped, and before Joe can say anything or stop her, she walked away.

What a weird girl.

What a weird guy.

Que Sera Sera Chapter 2: Lopsided Discussions

The car screeched to a halt. Time slowed as Ariel jumped, rolled across the hood of the car, and promptly fell on the ground.

“Ow!” She groaned as she sat up.

“What the hell is your problem?” The driver of the car came out of his car. “It’s dangerous to jump on moving cars!”

Ariel picked herself up from the ground. She has a headache, her knee hurts, and this annoying guy is yelling at her. “It’s more dangerous to charge full speed at pedestrians!”

Joe was speechless for a moment. Most girls don’t yell at him. “Regardless, you shouldn’t jump on cars when they charge at you.”

Ariel game him an annoyed look. “If I were to punch you really hard right now, where would you rather I punch, your gut or you legs?”

“What?” Joe was surprised at the sudden change of topic. “Are you going to punch me right now?”

“No,” she paused, “though that is a tempting idea. I am merely pointing out that I would rather get hit by a car in the legs than in the stomach.”

“How about you watch where you’re going?”

“I was watching where I was going.” Ariel was getting mad. “When I stepped off the curb, there were no cars on the road. You’re the one that turned too quickly in your new BMW 645, and instead of stopping for pedestrians at the crosswalk, you barrel through and hit one. And when that said pedestrian, me in this case, tries to reduce the amount of damage both she and your nice car incurs, she gets yelled at by the very irresponsible, rude, and non-sympathetic owner?”

“But-“

“Sir, you have been in an accident recently, right? You scrapped your car against another one?”

“Yeah, how-”

“The person that repainted your car is not very competent; the coloring for the repainted area is off by about half a shade.”

Joe scrutinized his car, “I repainted my car, and I don’t see how the coloring is any different.”

“I don’t either.”

“What?” Joe looks perplexed, “then how –“

“Judging by the way you drive, it’s fairly obvious that you’re not a careful driver. I don’t need to remind you that you hit me with your car today, and it is within my rights to file a report. It’s relatively easy to get your license revoked sir, especially if you have had multiple accidents. Unless…” Ariel paused. “Are you driving with a suspended license?”

Joe suddenly felt like he was back in elementary school, when if he didn’t tell the truth, he was going to be punished severely. He nodded, and then realized what he just did, and shook his head profusely.

Ariel smirked, “then I suggest that the next time you choose to hit a pedestrian that you not yell at them. Though I must say, obeying traffic laws is probably a better idea. Have a nice day.” Ariel stalked off.

Before Joe had a chance to chase after her, a car honked. Joe’s car was blocking the road.

Joe aimed one last look at Ariel’s retreating back before getting in his car. What a weird girl. She doesn’t make any sense.

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“Ariel! I’m home!” Miranda yelled as she burst into the basement.

“Oh hey, how was your day?” Ariel asked while putting a giant band aid on her knee.

“Good.” She paused. “This is going to sound redundant, but that’s a huge bandage.”

“I know.”

“Aren’t you going to tell me what happened?”

“Aren’t you going to ask?”

Miranda rolled her eyes. “You’re such a kid… Alright, I’ll bite, what happened?”

“Well,” Ariel began dramatically.

Miranda threw her backpack at Ariel.

“Hey!” Ariel protested. “You’re injuring an injured person!”

“Could you cut the drama and just get to it.”

“Fine.” Ariel continued in a mock serious tone. “I got hit by a car.”

“What?”

“Yeah, I was crossing the street when a brand new 2004 BMW 645

Convertible, which is a really nice car by the way, turned too fast on to the road I was walking across and hit me.”

“Ouch.”

“I know! And the irresponsible driver yelled at me after too.”

“I didn’t mean you.” Miranda said dryly. “I meant, ‘ouch, poor guy.’ He must have been terrified when you verbally slew him.”

“Hey, I resent that!”

“At any rate, was he cute?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“It doesn’t. Was he cute?”

Ariel thought for a moment. “He was ok.”

“Cuter than Ge?”

“Why must you compare every guy I meet to Ge?”

“Because you’re the only person that doesn’t realize he’s madly in love with you. After all he’s done for us; I just want to make sure no one encroach on his territory.” Miranda grinned.

“Yeah, right.” Ariel scoffed. “You watch too many dramas.”

“So was Mr. Delinquent?”

“Was he what?” Ariel feigned ignorance.

“Was he cuter than Ge?”

“Hm… what if he was?”

“I’d be forced to kill him then.” Miranda feigned seriousness.

“You’re silly Mira.”

“I know.” Before Miranda has a chance to prod further, her stomach growled. “So what’s for dinner?”

“What’s your least favourite food?” Ariel raised her eyebrow.

“Celery? Ew!”

“Well, you’re in luck, because we’re not having it.” Ariel laughed.

“You’re so mean!”

“And it’s fun!”

Pouting dramatically, Miranda went over to the fridge to get food.

Ariel breathed a sigh of relief. At least she stopped grilling me about that guy. Mira can be so determined when it comes to my love life… or the lack of one. I hope she never thinks of asking me why, I don’t want to lie to her. Ariel got up. Though now that I think about it, that guy was kind of cute, a bit girly maybe, but cute.

Que Sera Sera Chapter 1: New Beginnings and a Car

Vancouver 2004

“Miranda Lin! Breakfast!” Called Ariel Lin from the kitchen.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” Miranda replied.

“Hurry up or you’re going to be late.”

“Ok, Ok! Jeez, why are you so impatient?” Asked Miranda as she ran into the kitchen.

“Because your counsellor won’t be happy if you’re late on the first day of school.” Replied Ariel. “You do want a good first day, don’t you?”

“Yeah, yeah.” said Miranda as she sat in a wobbly chair in the kitchen.

“Nervous?”

“Nah, this is what, my third new school in the last year? I’m use to it.” Miranda tried to sound brave.

“Sorry Mira, I know–” Ariel started after an uncomfortable silence.

“Stop apologizing Ari, I know you’re not trying to make my life difficult. It’s not your fault that we’re orphans with an abusive stepfather. I appreciate you trying to get us out of that life. Really.”

Ariel still looks unconvinced, “But you have to put up with–”

“I like switching schools. It’s always a new experience.” Miranda said while stuffing down the last bit of toast. “I’m done.”

“Oh right. Let’s go!” Ariel tried injecting a bit of enthusiasm into her voice. Inwardly she sighed. No matter what Mira says, Ariel felt guilty every time Miranda starts a new school, and that happens very often. I should stop depriving her of a normal childhood.

“Ari?” Mira waved her hand in front of Ariel’s face. “Stop zoning out and let’s go!”

“Oh right,” Ariel snapped out of it with a start. “Have I said you’re very mature for a 15 year old?”

“I’m not mature; you just think I’m mature because you’re so immature.”

Ariel rolled her eyes as she locked the door to her house and started walking to Mira’s school. Ariel and Miranda don’t actually live in a house. They lived in a small and dark basement of one. Having little money, it was all Ariel could afford.

“So what’s my life story this time Ari?” Miranda asked.

“I’ve kept it the same as the one we had in Calgary. I think we can still use it for a while.”

“Ah, so my name is Miranda Zhang, not Miranda Lin. I’m from Calgary; I’m orphaned with an older sister. I use to live with my grandma until she passed away 2 years ago. I like volleyball, watching TV, and cooking and I don’t like soccer, reading, or celery. Is that good? I’ve kept my interests the same. I figure they can’t help James track us down.”

“That’s good. Your interests can stay the same. Don’t lie too much though, stick as close to the truth as possible. As for James… well, we have Hu Ge to warn us, if James really gets close, we’ll leave right away. Don’t get too worried, our stepfather is a powerful man, but even he isn’t omnipotent, I doubt he’ll find us that easily.”

Miranda nodded. “I don’t want to go back to his house. He’s…”

“He’s violent, unpredictable, abusive and uncaring.” Ariel sighed, “I know Mira, that’s why I took you and left. You would have been stuck there until you’re 18 at least. And you know how powerful he is. He could easily control you like he controlled mom, and the last thing I want is for you to end up like her.”

For a second, the image of her mother, dirty, beaten up, with tears streaming down her face appeared in Miranda’s head. She pushed it out. I will not end up like mom. No matter what, I’ll be free of James’ clutches one day.

———————

After dropping Miranda off, Ariel took the bus to Vancouver University, or VU, which is a small university located on the east side of the city. She was due to start classes there next week, and Ariel is slightly nervous. This was her 3rd university in the last two years, even though Ariel is a semi genius, if it wasn’t for Hu Ge, her friend, she would never be able to transfer her credits between universities. It has been Ariel’s life long dream to become a lawyer, and getting into law school won’t be easy. Ariel owes Ge so much. If it wasn’t for him, Ariel would never be able to get away from James, her abusive stepfather. As powerful as James is, the Hu family is more powerful that him. Ariel befriended the Hu’s heir, Ge, when her parents were still alive. Ge knows everything, no, almost everything, about Ariel, and has helped her in every way he could. He was the one who alerted her every time James was about to find her. He was the one that arranged for Ariel to attend classes and transfer her credits from university to university all over Canada, sometimes with different names. He got them their fake ID’s, and provided much of their emotional support. Ariel owed Ge big time, and when she tries to thank him, he would always brush it off, saying “that’s what friends are for.” Ariel knew he was just saying that, Ge constantly goes above and beyond what he needed to do as a friend. The only thing Ariel refused from him was money. She didn’t want his money, everything else he did; she could chalk it up to favours done by a friend even when it seems far too much. Yet if she took his money, she’d feel way too indebted to him. She would feel like a puppet, and for that reason, she insisted on working, and dipping into the small fund of money left her by her father to support Mira and herself.

Ariel walked around the campus, trying to familiarize her self with the buildings for her classes. I am so glad VU is small, at least I won’t get lost easily. She paused. What if James finds me? Ariel pushed that thought out of her mind and continued walking. After walking around and talking to a few people, she decided to call it a day and go home. As she crossed the street on the pedestrian crosswalk to the nearest bus stop, a car suddenly turned on to the road she was on. The car charged at Ariel so quickly she barely had time to blink, let alone run away. Reflexively, she jumped as the driver of the car hit his brake.