Trent+and+Johan

Watch out what you wish for. Chances are you'll end up regretting it later. That's what happened to me; Riland Deichart. Heck, it's practically the story of my life. You know, the say life is short; but the truth is...it's only short if you're an alcoholic junkie with cancer. It’s often times way too long. At least once you’ve made the same decisions I have. And it all started so inconspicuously…
 * The Ruse **

You may not know it, but sooner or later its going to happen to you. If it hasn't already. So this is basically a warning to all of you out there... if this ever gets out of here. I mean I was just an average guy entering college. I arrived earlier than my roomate and was unpacking my bag, taking my laptop out, when I noticed her enter the room from the corner of my eye.

She had glowing ember hair like long strands of the sun, eyes like a beautiful hazel mist, and a behind like nothing I'd ever seen before. For a second I had to pick myself up because I thought I had seen a goddess. But even her natural beauty was topped by her amazing voice; it was like the world stopped whenever she spoke, like the sound of doves singing. The first words that escaped her mouth were beyond usual (in retrospect); yet the first time I heard them I could scarcely open my mouth to reply. "Do you know where Brand Siki Abdul is?" I muttered, "No, I haven't seen him yet.", barely able to raise my jaw off the floor. "Oh...well tell him Jossa Uglistienshmidt came by." And just like that I came back to earth. I guess even goddess's have something wrong with them. But I'm sure I could work with Uglistienshmidt somehow. Of course that was before I realized what kind of person Jossa was. Maybe if I had this story would have a better ending.

Over the next few hours I had other things to think about besides just her. People, classes, women, friends, teachers, campus, women, exams, (drugs?), stationary, sports, women, and not to mention parties. So I explored the dorms, talking to people, trying to be sly, funny, interesting, whatever you want to call it. I guess for a new guy I made a good impression. It seemed like I was becoming popular with all the girls and guys. Maybe for the first time in my life. But my roommate… I didn't see him. And I wouldn't. Ever.

My life before I came to this school was nothing short of the typical American dream. I lived in the suburbs, had a nice mom and dad, went through high school with average friends, average grades, and a totally average reputation. I got an average girlfriend, an average day job, and a below average allowance. I suppose my acceptance to Wong University here was the most interesting thing that's ever happened to me. The people who board here may take it for granted, but this university is the best in the county, with the best facilities, best teachers, best opportunity to become...extraordinary. And I swear I've never wanted anything more than to be extraordinary.

But I did not want this.

Jossa came back later that week, Wednesday actually. I was talking with Mathias, I don’t know, talking about something stupid, when she came in, looking like the diva she was. She came for Brand again. "So you still haven't heard anything from him?" That strange swelling feeling in my stomach came back again, the butterflies. My mind preceded my tounge. "Hey baby, why don't you forget about Brand?", I said as if I was slick. My god, what was I thinking? With a look on her face I could only describe as "ew", she mumbled "Um, excuse me? What are you trying to say?" I should've stopped here, I should have just gone back to my business. But once a Deichart always a Deichart, or so dad used to say. "Why do you even care about that guy? He never even came." I muttered under my breath. I could see it in Jossa's face. She couldn't contain herself anymore. "Oh, that's enough, you jerk! You think you're so great, why don't you go dissappear? You always talk as if you're god's greatest gift to the earth, what in this world makes you think you're so special? You have no idea what Brand and me were, you have no right to talk to me like this!" Jossa shouted. Woah, things started moving faster now. With a slight pitch of urgency I spouted off, "Hey hey, wait, I didn't mean it like that! I just wasn't thinking! It's just...you talk about him a lot...but I don't even know how you know the guy. I didn't mean it like that!"

Silence.

Then...A kiss. The expression on my face was nothing short of being electrocuted. Mathias's reaction? To burst out laughing. All things considered, this is the most surreal thing that I've ever experienced. One second we're fighting...the next...she kisses me?! Of course, now that I think about it, I shouldn't be surprised she did this. It was just dragging me in further to her web. "I'm sorry Riland. I've been under a lot of stress. I'll be seeing you. I've got to go." 10 seconds later she's gone, back in the girl's dorm. And I'm just sitting there, like I just saw a ghost.

After a few days I started totally overlook the fact that I even had a roommate. He never came. Jossa came to my room every other day asking about Brand and somehow always ended up with her in my Queen-sized bed for the night, then ditching me the next morning. I felt like I was being used, but what the heck. It’s the best action I’ve had in years (read: only action).

But it didn't go unnoticed. Pretty soon the Vice Principle was calling me up to see if I know anything about Brand. "Tell the truth now, do you know anything about Brand Siki Bin Abdul Bin Muhammad Siti Ridwan Once's disapperance?", Mr.Dr.Sureshi PhD interrogated. Yeah, as if I would know anything about I guy I've never seen, heard or met. "I know you've been under a lot stress due to this, but Brand Siki was one of our most renowned, top students. It's important that you tell me if anyone's spoke about his location, or if you've recieved any calls from people about it, or rumours going around campus even. I've exhausted all of my other contacts. I'm skidding on thin ice here. "

"I'm sorry Mr.Sureshi, I haven't seen or heard anything from him since I came..." I muttered. This was quite an irritating way to start the semester. But at least I didn't have to wait in the corridor like Jossa had to, listening to Mr.Sureshi continually probe me, as if I would know anything about Brand.

**//__5i comments__//** : - It's not exactly complete is it? So, we can't say much but so far it sound interesting and we would like to read on. We don't exactly understand where the story is going at the moment. This is pretty gripping, and it's pretty catchy.

- Raisa can really tell the difference between the American writer, and the non-American writer.Trent should stop using "...", because it is irrelevent. Johan, you should stop using such complicated names and try to come up with something more original then "Toma Cruiser".

- Nashed has no comments because he couldn't agree more with Raisa, but he wants a better conclusion because at the moment, it doesn't make much sence.

- Some punctuation errors found in the first and second paragraphs. Check properly alright!

- The letters at the beginning of the sentences should be in CAPITALS!

- Johan, your punctuation is wrong. there should be a full stop or comma at the end of the speeches.

- You guys can do better!