Que Sera Sera Chapter 24: The Fast Track

“Phew! We’re finally done!” Mike threw his huge bio book in the air. It did an ungraceful spin in the air before promptly landing in a mud puddle.

“Hm… Mike?” Ariel snickered.

“What?”

“You need that book next term.”

“Aw Shit!” Mike quickly retrieved the book, but it was almost fully soaked through.

Laughing at Mike’s attempts at drying off his book, Joe and Ariel yelled a quick good-bye to him before heading off to Joe’s house. The accounting final was tomorrow, and Ariel had pleaded with Joe for some last minute reviews.

“You know everything already Ari, so why are we doing more reviews?”

“I just need a little more help with section 3B. The prof says it’s going to be at least 30% of the exam.”

“But we went over that section at least 5 times. You know it forward and backward.”

“I just don’t want to take any chances. If I don’t get a B in this class, Prof McArthur says I won’t be able to enrol in her class next semester.”

“You didn’t tell me that earlier!”

“I know, but she only told me two days ago. Now you see what I need that review?”

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“Here you go.” Joe handed a bag of roasted chestnuts to Ariel.

“Thanks.” Ariel smiled. Who knew Joe was so considerate.

“Eat them while they’re hot, they taste better.” He said, “but not too fast, or you’ll burn yourself.”

“I know how to eat chestnuts Joe.” Ariel said wryly.

“I know that, I’m just…” He decided to be quiet. Why am blabbering like a fool? Come on Joe, show her you’re not an idiot!

“You want to walk around?” Ariel asked. Joe had insisted they get roasted chestnuts before they looked at the light displays.

“Sure.” He grabbed Ariel’s hand and led her to the nearest set of light. It was of Santa and his reindeers, and Rudolf’s nose glowed brightly.

Ariel blushed a little. No one has ever held her hand in public before, and instead of being embarrassed like she normally would be, she found she liked it.

For the next half an hour, Joe and Ariel walked around and looked at all the displays. Joe continued to hold Ariel’s hand and he was surprised she let him. It was 10 o’clock by the time they were done seeing the displays and Joe really wanted to ride the Christmas Train after. Even though she was starting to get worried about Mira at home alone, Ariel couldn’t refuse Joe’s puppy dog look. In the end, she agreed. Since it was near Christmas, the line-up was long.

Looking at all the families in the line-up, Ariel felt a little bit teary. She missed her family. A lot.

“You ok Ariel?” Joe asked, concerned.

“Yes.” Ariel gave a shaky smile. “Just thinking about my family, especially my parents.”

“Where you close to them?” Joe asked.

Ariel frowned at him, “yeah, I mean, they were my parents.”

“Oh.” Joe felt the need to defend his last comment. “It’s just that I’m not particularly close to my father. He’s off in Taiwan somewhere doing business related stuff and I haven’t seen him in at least half a year. He’s never really been there fore me, his business always came first.”

“That’s too bad.” Ariel looked pensive. “Kind of ironic. I’d do anything to talk to my dad again.”

Joe hugged her lightly. Ariel stiffened, then relaxed. “What’s that for?.”

“I don’t know.” Joe grinned. “seemed like you could use a hug.”

Ariel smiled back at him, his grin was infectious, “Thanks.”

“I’m so glad it’s almost Christmas.”

“Yes, me too. Especially since all the exams are done.”

Joe nodded, “You thought you did well on the exam, right?”

“I think so. I mean, I got answers for all the questions. I just hope I didn’t make a stupid mistake somewhere.”

“I’m sure you did fine.”

Ariel just nodded.

“Do you want to come over to my house on Christmas Day?” Joe quickly continued when Ariel looked at him questioningly. “It’s just both Mike’s and my Dad are not home on Christmas, so Mike and his Mom always come over to my house. I was just wandering if you want to come too.”

“Thanks for the offer Joe, but I don’t think so.” She elaborated when he looked disappointed. “Mira and I have been alone for years, so we developed all these weird traditions for ourselves around Christmas. One of them is that we must both stay at home.

“Besides, Mike would probably spend Christmas with Rainie.” Ariel continued him.

“Fine, I’ll just spend Christmas alone then.” Joe sighed melodramatically.

Ariel pinched him lightly before running onto the Christmas train – it was finally their turn.

On the train, they oh-ed and ah-ed like little kids at the various light exhibits. Joe put his arm around Ariel’s shoulder and she leaned on him. All too soon, it was time to go home. Joe looked increasingly uncomfortable as he drove near her basement. Although Ariel noticed, she pretended she didn’t.

“Ariel!” Joe called just before she was about to open her door.

“Yes?” She turned around.

“Do you,” He said extremely fast. “Doyouwanttogooutagainsometime?”

“What?”

Joe took a deep breath, “Do you want to go out again sometime?”

“Sure.” Ariel smiled, “but please stop sounding so nervous, it makes me nervous.”

Joe chuckled quietly, looked at her for a moment, and then leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before dashing away to his car.

Ariel stood there, rooted by the door for a long minute as she recovered from shock. That was my first kiss.

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“I want all the gory details.” Rainie exclaimed excitedly.

“I told you Rainie, there aren’t any.” Ariel rolled her eyes as she was brewing coffee. Luckily, she wasn’t facing the counter, so Rainie didn’t see it. “And stop sounding like Mira. She grilled me for details when I got home last night too.”

“How can there not be any details. There’s got to be more to it than what you told me.”

“How do you know?”

“Because there is no way the only thing you did on your date was walk around Stanley Park while eating chestnuts!” Rainie sounded frustrated.

“That is all we did!” Ariel didn’t want to tell Rainie about the kiss. If she did, Rainie would probably get so excited that she would blurt it out so everyone in the Lotus could hear.

“I give up!” Rainie glared at Ariel. “You are hopeless.”

Ariel finally turned around and handed Rainie her coffee, “Jeez, what tipped you off?”

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“So you ran off? Just like that?” Mike asked incredulously.

“Yup.” Joe leaned back on the couch.

“You never cease to amaze me with the weird stuff you do around her.”

“I never cease to amaze myself.” Joe chugged down his eggnog.

“Why are you drinking eggnog?”

“My mom is making me, something about getting into the festive spirit. and if you don’t get out of here soon, she’s going to make you drink it too.”

“I’m outta here man.” Mike bolted for the door.

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“Nothing sir.” Arron reported to Ge. “We still don’t know why Ariel is hiding from him.”

Ge rubbed his temples, “why am I not surprised?”

“Our agents are concerned about James’ latest business transaction. It seems that he’s purchasing some land down in South America. The only reason we know about it is because the land he’s buying belongs to an orphanage. Since he doesn’t seem the charitable type, or San Salvador Office flagged him.”

“That is odd. Find out why he’s buying it. It’s definitely illegal, whatever it is,” Ge looked at the paperwork infront of him. “but he’s good. All his documents and paper works are perfect and his stories and alibis air tight. We can’t get any proof on him. All these cover-ups are professionally done. We need to find out who’s doing them.”

“What do we do once we find out?”

“We need to take him out. His company is making a tone of profit – far too much to be gained through legal means and he’s rapidly becoming powerful.” Ge took a close look at the piece of paper in his hands. “He’s dangerous.”

“If you say so, Sir.”

Ge frowned at Arron, “Just spit it out.”

“He is Ariel and Miranda’s stepfather. Wouldn’t they be upset if you arrest him.”

“Judging by the way they’re running from him, I don’t think so.”

“But what if they’ve only got a small quarrel with him and were merely being stubborn and wilful by running away? Wouldn’t they be upset then.”

“Ariel’s not like that. You know that. It doesn’t matter anyways. If what he’s doing is illegal, we take him down.”

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“Joe, dude! Come hang out with us.” Jason yelled loudly into the receiver.

“I don’t-“ Joe started saying.

“Don’t tell me you don’t have time,” Jason slurred, he was definitely drunk. “You haven’t hanged out with us since you started going out with your new girlfriend.”

“We’ve only been going out for a few days you idiot, and stop drinking so much!”

“You’re such a pansy Joe.” Jason swore, “Maria honey, I’ll be with you in a second.”

“Where are you?”

“We’re at Jessica’s.”

“Jessica. Your blond and blue eyed ex-girl friend who swore never to talk to you again?” Joe asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, she couldn’t get enough of me.”

“And yet you’re with another girl right now?”

“So What? Jess and I are hardly exclusive.”

“You’re an ass.”

“Hey, she’s in a room with Brian. I bet you don’t need to me tell you what they’re doing.” Jason chortled as if he told a funny joke. “Oh, that feels good Janice… Oh yes Chelsea.”

“Look, I got stuff to do, I’ll see you later.”

“That lame excuse won’t work… ah… today. If you’re ah not ah here in 30 minutes, I’m going to go over to your house. We all ah know how much your mother loves me.”

Joe didn’t even want to think about what Jason was doing and felt annoyed. Mrs. Cheng hated Jason. She hated his spiky hair, multiple body piercings, and oversized clothing, and he knows it. Anytime he wanted Joe to do something, he threatened to come over. Joe didn’t like Jason much either, but since that one time Jason got him out of trouble in grade 9, it seemed like he was always doing what Jason wanted.

“Stop shitting me man.”

“I’m not fucking kidding you. Get here or I’ll go there.” Jason hung up the phone.

Joe slammed down his phone, grabbed his coat, and started driving to Jessica’s house. Jason is annoying, immature, and a slob, but he never goes back on his words. If Joe didn’t show up in the next 30 minutes, Jason will make good of his promise and come to Joe’s house, and that could be disastrous. Why the hell am I friends with him?

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Hi Guys! Thanks for reading. Sorry for the long gap between the updates. I was going to update around New Years, but I got a bacterial infections and couldn’t. Then school started, and well… Anyways, enjoy this update and please comment!

Happy Chinese New Year!

Que Sera Sera Chapter 14: Carpe Diem, Cramming, and Carbon

What should I wear? I don’t want to wear something that makes me look like a total geek, but I don’t want to look like I’m trying to impress him. Ariel fretted in front of her mirror. It is a study session for Pete’s sake. We’ve had plenty of those, and I never really felt the need to dress up… But this time, it’s at his house, and its one of those large fancy houses on Marine Drive, so I don’t want to look like a slob. On the other hand, I don’t want Joe to get the wrong ideas if I dress up. Ariel fell on her bed.

“It’s hopeless!”

“Ari?” Mir poked her head into the living room. There basement only have one small closet size room, and Ariel insisted Mira take it. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah,” Ariel groaned from her bed.

“What’s wrong?” Mira flopped down on Ariel’s bed, nearly causing her to fall off, “if you get me up at seven on a Saturday morning, there has better be a good reason.”

Dejectedly, Ariel explained.

Miranda screamed.

“Mira!”

“Oh my gosh! Ariel has her first crush!”

“It is NOT my first crush! I’ve liked over people before.”

“Fine, fine, but it’s your first crush in like the last 3 years, this is a cause for celebration.’

“Why should I celebrate? I can’t like him, since we move around so much. I don’t know when or where we’ll move to next, and we have to ‘disappear’, and I don’t want to go away feeling like a total wreck because of something that wouldn’t work out in the first place.”

“Ari. Come on. Don’t worry about that. Live in the moment. Carpe Diem, remember? I know you; if you like Joe enough to admit it, then you must like him quite a bit, so why not make a move?”

“When have I ever said Carpe Diem? And have you seen Joe? Girls fall over themselves trying to get him to notice them. I’m not gorgeous, I don’t stand a chance.”

“Regardless Ari, give it a try. You are gorgeous, you just don’t know it, and you’re so much more than just a pretty face. I can go on for an hour talking about what you’re good at.”

“Only an hour?” Ariel joked.

“Glad to see you’re humble as usual,” Miranda said sarcastically, “get up, we’re going to doll you up.”

Amid Ariel’s loud protests and many compromises, Miranda accomplished her task.

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“I can’t believe Mira talked me into wearing high heels.” Ariel muttered to herself. “Note to self Ariel, never wear high heels on public transit in the middle of the winter.”

Ariel looked down on her attire. Mira had dressed her in a simple form-hugging white sweater with dark skinny jeans and high heel boots. A silver chunky necklace around her neck completes the look. Because it’s raining, like it always is, Ariel wore her waterproof trench coat on top.

Ariel quickly walked up to the gate and pushed the door bell. Joe’s house is extremely large, and he has one of those electronic door opening systems.

“Ariel?” Joe asked over the intercom.

“Yup, could you open the door? It’s cold.”

The door buzzed and opened, Ariel walked in, and almost groaned out loud when she realized how far the gate is from the house. Clutching her trench coat closer, she carefully walked up to the house’s door. Joe really does have a cool house. From the front, it appeared as though the entire house was made of glass. The window panes are tinted, so people could not see in. The house seemed to have three stories, with the top and bottom layer slightly bigger than the middle, somewhat resembling a sandwich. The roof was domed and also made of glass; Ariel thought she saw plants underneath it. That’s funny Ariel, the only person with a greenhouse on their roof is Nana, and she’s been dead for years. You need to stop hallucinating.

Joe was waiting for Ariel at the font door; he practically pulled her in and slammed the door shut.

“Hey.” Joe smiled.

“Hey yourself.” Ariel smiled back as she took her trench coat and boots off.

“You look good.”

“Are you implying that I normally don’t?” Ariel teased. “Where should I put my coat?”

“In the closet. And you need to stop twisting my words Ari.”

Ariel slipped her coat on a hanger and hanged it up in the over sized closet. “I’m just teasing. You have a very nice house.”

“Thank you. It’s very…”

“Groovy.”

“Groovy?” Joe looked surprised.

“What?”

“You don’t seem the type of person to say the word ‘groovy’.”

Ariel smirked, “you of all people should know not to judge a book by its cover.”

“What’s that suppose to mean?”

“Figure it out.”

Before Joe had a chance to say anything else, Mike called out from the kitchen.

“Could you two love birds get in here?”

Joe blushed.

Ariel almost did. She raised her eye brows at Joe and walked into the kitchen. “Love birds?”

“Yeah.” Mike was sitting around the Island near the middle of the room. “I’m here to study, not watch you two flirt.”

“Really,” Ariel was sceptical, “I don’t think studious is how anyone would describe you.”

Mike grinned, “It isn’t. But at least you two have stopped flirting.”

“Is that how you flirt with girls Mike?” Ariel joked.

“Nope,” Mike grinned. “But that is how Joe flir- ow!”

Joe smiled beatifically and pretended he hasn’t pinched Mike, “can we start?”

Before Mike could get another word in, Joe opened up the accounting book and started talking at lightning speed. Poor Mike had no chance.

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“I give up!” Mike tossed his accounting book in the air.

“Oh come on Mike, it’s really easy, you just do these-“

“Joe,” Ariel interrupted, “I have to agree with Mike. We’ve been studying for too long, and things don’t make sense anymore. Can we take a break?”

“Please?” Mike whined.

“Fine,” Joe leaned back in his chair, “My head is starting to hurt too. Does anyone want more coffee?”

“Yeah,” Mike pushed his mug over, “thanks.”

“Do you have hot chocolate?” Ariel asked.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Thanks.” Ariel pushed her mug over to him.

“Joe?” Mike asked.

“Yeah?” Joe asked while brewing coffee.

“You should show Ariel the greenhouse.”

Ariel’s year perked up, “Greenhouse?”

“Yeah,” Mike answered, “Joe’s got this great greenhouse on his roof. It’s really cool, he’s got all sorts of plants in it.”

“I didn’t figure you to be a gardener Joe.”

“I’m not, my mom is; she really loves that garden.”

“Why?”

“My grandmother’s friend had a greenhouse on their roof. Mom and Dad got married in it, and so when my parents had this house built, Melissa designed on for her.”

“Melissa?” No way.

“My mom’s friend.”

Nana? It can’t be. There are no other greenhouse gardens in the world like Nana’s…

“Can I see it?” Ariel asked.

“Sure, I’ll take you up there.”

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God. It is Nana’s garden… Ariel started to get emotional. No way. How? Nana never mentioned she designed another greenhouse garden. The one at her house was designed by her and put together by her and Granddad, why would she design a second one?

“Ariel?” Joe waved his hand in front of Ariel’s face.

“Yes,” Ariel stopped her daydreaming. “This garden reminds me of the one that my Nana used to have.”

“Really?”

Ariel nodded. “The lady that designed this, she must have really liked your mom.”

“I don’t know about that, but my mom was very fond of her. Mom was an orphan, her parents died when she was very young, and Mom grew up in an orphanage in Kitchener, that’s in Ontario by the way. Melissa was one of the volunteers at the orphanage and she was very kind to my mother. She supported my mother financially for University, which allowed her to get a B.Com. and become an entrepreneur. She has a very successful career.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah, according to Mom, she and Melissa’s son were engaged. Except they were more like siblings, and then they both met people they really love, so that didn’t happen.”

“Really? What was the name of the Melissa’s son?” It can’t be Dad… can it?

“Matthew.”

It is Dad. Wow.

“Why did you ask?”

“Just curious. So how did Melissa feel about your mom marrying someone else?”

“She was a little disappointed, but she really liked my Dad and Uncle Matthew’s wife, so she was happy. They had a double wedding in Melissa’s garden.”

I didn’t know Mom and Dad got married in Nana’s garden….

“Really?”

“Yeah, but then Mom had a fallout with Melissa’s family when I was not even a year old I think. She said it was over something stupid, but Mom’s really stubborn, so she didn’t try to get in contact with Melissa’s family until 5 or 6 years ago. Unfortunately, they moved, so we don’t know where they are anymore.”

“That’s a shame. How do you know this so well?”

“Mom constantly talked to me about it. She feels really bad, and I guess after hearing it so much, I remember it really well.”

“Do you know if your Uncle Matthew had any children?”

“I don’t know. Mom never mentioned any children.”

“Oh.” Ariel sighed in relief. Good, he doesn’t know about me.

“You’re curious.”

“It just sounds like a wonderful story. Both my parents died when Mira and I were young, and we have no other family. So it’s just us.”

“Oh. That sucks.”

“I know. I miss my parents.” Ariel smiled wistfully, then teasingly. “Do you think we should go down stairs before Mike jumps to the wrong conclusion again?”

Joe laughed, but inside he felt a bit disappointed, “That’s probably a good idea.”

Que Sera Sera Chapter 11: Preparations

“Mira, how do you want to celebrate Christmas?” Ariel asked Mira in late November. The sisters were cleaning up after breakfast. Well, Ariel was cleaning, Miranda was daydreaming.

“The usual I guess.”

“Church on Christmas eve, eating a ton of extremely healthy food, going to bed late, waking up early on Christmas morning, having a huge breakfast, and watch movies while gorging on junk food until we both feel sick?”

“Yup. Why are you asking?”

“Just wondering if you want to do something different this year, that’s all.”

“Like what?”

“Like maybe spending time with Josh?”

“I will on Christmas Eve, but Christmas is for family, we’ve had this tradition since we were young.”

“True.” Ariel brightened up considerably when she thought of an idea. “Mira, do you want to invite Josh over for Christmas day?”

“What?” Mira became flustered. “No! Yes! Well… I don’t know.”

“Yes or no?” Ariel rolled her eyes.

“He’ll see me in my PJ’s! Besides, our basement is a bit of a dump.”

“How about we invite him over, we’ll get you some new PJ’s, and you can count it as my Christmas gift to you.” Ariel grinned, “Besides, he’s been here before. Just ask him.”

“Alright.” Miranda sounded dubious, “but he’ll think I’m weird for asking so early. We’ve only gone out for a month, it’s weird if I ask him to do something a month, won’t I seem desperate?”

Ariel rolled her eyes, “jeez, when did you become in indecisive? At any rate, just ask him, if not now, then in a couple of weeks. Where did the strong, ‘not scared of anything’ Miranda go?”

“She fell in love.” Miranda said in an extremely girly voice.

Ariel threw her dish towel at her.

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“Is this seat taken?”

Ariel looked up from her studying and smiled when she realized it was Joe. “Nope.”

“So how’s it going?” He asked.

“Alright. Just trying to study.”

“You’re diligent. I don’t study during the term at all.”

“That’s because you have more time to cram near exam time than I do.”

“Oh yeah, you work.”

“I don’t only work; I am also ‘mommy’ to a teenage girl. Though speaking of work, I need to get going, my shift starts in a couple of minutes.”

“But you said you’d help me with biology!” Joe whined.

“I thought you said you don’t study during the term?” Ariel raised one of her eyebrow.

“I’ve changed my mind.”

“Fine, when do you have time?”

“Now.”

“I don’t.”

“How about a trade, I’ll teach you accounting and you teach me bio.”

“We already have that deal Einstein.”

“I mean at the same time. How about you come to my house next week? Mike, my buddy also needs help with accounting, I’ll grab him, and we can have a giant study session.”

Ariel considered it. “Alright, see you next week.”

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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 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 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.

—————

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.