Tamara's POV
  The  sound ofm alarm penetrated into my ears. "Oh my goodness!" I exclaimed, while jerking up from my sleep. I just hope I wouldn't die soon of heart attack, this alarm would never cease to startle the hell out of me.
I fumed inwardly, while glaring at it on the nightstand beside my bed.
I placed a hand on my chest and released a sigh of relief.
"Stupid thing" I muttered and slowly crawled out the bed.
I should better start preparing for today's activity.
  I stepped into  thebathroom, I picked my yellow toothbrush and applied some toothpaste before brushing my teeth.
I was done brushing after a while, I hurriedly uncladded myself and stepped under the shower to have my bath.
After some minutes,
I rushed out of the bathroom and got to where my small bag was lying, I really don't have much wears anymore but that's my least problem for now in as much as I don't go around naked, then people should feel free to say whatever they want.
I quickly I applied my body lotion even if i don't have dresses, I should always glow in my own world right?. I put on my jean trouser and yellow hoodie. Yellow was one of favorite color.
Gosh! .. Not again! I almost scream loudly.
Why do I always forget to wash this goddamn shoe? Well.. It's not my fault though, I resumes by 8:00am and close at exactly 8:00pm.
Whoa.. Talking about the time, it was almost my resumption time and I am still here, talking to God knows.
In a blink, I used a rag to clean up my only shoe and rushed out of my room, hoping not to meet him in the living room.
I was glad I didn't met him, I quickly motioned to the main door and stepped out.
It's another beautiful day.. Hmmm
I walked alongside with a young pretty girl in the pedestrian lane. Yes, I actually walked down to my working place everyday since where I live to my working place is just a throw stone and..
Oops! Pardon my manners I haven't introduced myself yet, I love talking so much.
   My name is Tamara but you can simply call me Mara. I am Twenty one years old. I am light skinned with a very long and silky black hair which I love most about myself because I barely have time to take proper care of my hair.
And yes.. You need to see my dark blue eyes it's another reason I stopped regretting why I was brought to this earth. I so much love it! I was born and brought up here in Paris.
My childhood experience was not like that of other children and that was because I had lost my mother since birth. According to what I heard, my mom gave up to ghost while giving birth to me. And belive me when I say, It's so painful my Dad still blames me for my Mom's death.
He would always remind me that i brought nothing but bad luck into the Family, so that brought his strong hatred towards me.
He despises, he hates me, he doesn't like to spot me around him. He always find joy in hurting me, seeing me in despair pleases him so much.
My eyes became soaked as I remembered that night he had forcefully took my virginity, I cried, I begged him, but it all turned to his deaf ears.
I wiped the tears that were now rolling down my cheeks - Mom was not being fair, she should have just took me along with her, this life doesn't worth living. Well, except for the fact that I was still hoping to meet my one and only Celebrity Crush, RODNEY SHAW.
He has been my only source of comfort and happiness right from teen. Rodney has been singing since when he was four years old. But he started his acting career five years ago. He's just too good.
I am very sure I'm not the only die hard fan of Rodney, but if we are to be rated, I would definitely come first. His angelic voice melted my heart each time I listen to his songs, I always imagined myself sitting next to him whenever he appears on my TV screen.
A wide smile crept up on my face.
Rodney Shaw was all i have, although, I only get to meet him in my dreams and most times, I talk to his pictures whenever i am depressed. But I was still glad that I am fortunate to see him in my dreams, some ladies might even be praying to be in my shoes.
I didn't quite fancy cute guys or something, but I guess there's something that got me connected to Rodney. For Crush sake! I've been crushing on this guy since I was little and I never for once met him. Pathetic, right?
My Dad never permitted me to attend any of his shows, I could remember vividly when he had a concert in the city, I tried my possible best to sneak out but unfortunately for me, I was caught and I was grounded for straight two weeks. So ever since, I gave up and ride on with my loner life.
I was still in my deep thought when a car suddenly halted in front of me and it was not just a car, I mean a fascinating and breathtaking one.
Oh my world... Obviously, the car owner was stinkingly rich.
I was still admiring the car when a guy in black suit suddenly came down from the expensive car, he walked to the other side of the car and pulled the side door opened. The person slowly alighted from the car, one could tell from the figure that it was a man. He was backing me at first, but when he turned towards my direction, I could feel my heart beat stopped.
"What?!" I shrieked.
Was I imagining things again?