4 Chapter 4 - A Fool In Love
After signing the contract, I knew that I have to do a lot of planning for the task at hand. First, I had to find a decent living quarters at his request. Since Caroline King lived in Cerulean City, I figured it would be the best place to move to. I found a furnished house that had a decent bedspace, a small living room, a kitchen which also doubled as a dining room and a bathroom that had a shower. Once I had moved into my new place in Cerulean City, Mephisto frequently visited me, usually with a grocery bag, wanting to see my progress.
Knowing next to nothing about dating someone from the opposite sex since I haven't had a girlfriend since birth, I spent the first few days reading a lot about relationships and how to approach women. I learned that there are a lot of ways someone could do in increasing their chances of getting the woman they like to notice them. Most of them however came down to one common thing, confidence, and it was something that cannot be taught.
I was browsing through some article on the internet that supposedly would help you understand women. I was too focused on reading that I didn't hear Mephisto approach. Apparently, he was also reading the article behind me. When I was done, he burst into laughter which startled me from my reverie. He was actually tearing up from laughing. It was annoying but sort of funny.
"How can you stand reading crap like that?" He asked me. "T-t-that shit is the most hilarious thing I've read in a long while."
"I have no freaking idea how to make someone fall in love hence why I'm researching about it. Wanna do it for me?" Some guardian, he's actually messing up with my concentration.
When the laughing fit finally passed, he turned to me, his face all serious and took out a chocolate bar from his grocery bag, and began to eat it. "Aren't you too focused on yourself? Shouldn't you first study the object of your task?"
I could see his point, however that doesn't change the fact that I lack the confidence and the courage to approach her. "It won't do me good if I can't even utter a word in front of her when I do get the chance."
He laughed at this. "You make it sound as if she isn't human or something, you're staring at me and yet you fear a woman's judgment."
I know it was true but then again, I've kinda gotten used to seeing him around. "It's different, you're asking me to make someone who has by the way a legion of fans that would skin me alive, to fall in love with me, a fucking nobody."
"Why are you so afraid of what others would think of you? You humans are so petty, these emotions that you feel have led you to fall into my hands for a long time, not that I don't like it, but honestly, I expect you to at least learn even if it's just a minuscule from your own history." Now he was licking his fingers, trying to get the chocolate stains that were left. Then without even turning back to me, he went out but before he closed the door, thank god he decided to use it instead of vanishing in thin air as he usually did, he turned to me. "Here's something to think about, don't focus on what other people would think about you, if you let yourself be bothered by such, you'll only end up falling. In love and in war, the most important thing to remember is that you must push down your fear and face the unknown. For what is courage but simply confronting your fear and overcoming it. Love doesn't make sense to a lot of people especially for those who are experiencing it for the first time, most of them find it irrational, that feeling of needing to see and to talk to someone all the time. Now that I've told you all you need to know about confidence, I do hope you have something better up your sleeve than merely reading online articles made for boys who are looking for a quick fuck. Or you can also ignore what I just said. "
After that, I decided to close the online article and began to read about Caroline King. Upon browsing, I immediately knew that she did have a legion of fans who were devoted to her from the number of fan pages that popped up when I keyed in her name. After spending an hour and a half gathering information, I've learned a lot of things about her, some may seem trivial but for a would-be suitor or a stalker, it'd certainly be of great use.
She is 23, currently residing in one of Cerulean City's most expensive mansion, in Vanity Hills. She loves Korean food, has a penchant for romantic movies and a mad obsession with dogs. Her hobbies includes working out, walking her dog, a Siberian Husky named Silver, and hiking. She has a lot of pictures taken that featured her and a couple of her friends which were also celebrities (no surprise there) on her Instagram account. Overall, she was just a normal girl with likes and dislikes or so Mephisto would like me to believe, if you ignore the fact that she was a talented performer and actress. The most important piece of information I've retrieved is from a magazine interview she did a few years ago. She was asked about her ideal man and her answer was a bit vague but still it would give me an idea on what to work on. She wanted someone that was unpredictable in a good way, whatever that means I've yet to know but still it was better than nothing.
When Mephisto came back from what I presumed to be his grocery routine, I was distilling the information I've obtained while smoking. The alcohol would come later. Mephisto took care of the cancer for a while, putting me into remuneration which meant he basically cured me temporarily, at least that is until I complete or fail the task.
"So what's new?" He gave me a piece of tuna sandwich which is presumably both our dinner, took out a piece of chocolate and munched down on it.
"I've got a plan worked out, or so it's the beginning of a plan. But first I'll have to join her most prestigious fans club." The fan club simply called themselves, Knights of Caroline, which was a phony name if you asked me but still, Caroline loved them, she had dozens of pictures taken with them. They were her most loyal fans, mostly composed of people who were there right at the start when she first started out as a singer.
"So you'll attempt to get close to her by joining her fan club and then what?" He took two bottles of beer from the fridge, opened both and gave one to me.
"I'll cross that bridge when I get there. For now, let's get fucked up." And we drank the night away.
Knowing next to nothing about dating someone from the opposite sex since I haven't had a girlfriend since birth, I spent the first few days reading a lot about relationships and how to approach women. I learned that there are a lot of ways someone could do in increasing their chances of getting the woman they like to notice them. Most of them however came down to one common thing, confidence, and it was something that cannot be taught.
I was browsing through some article on the internet that supposedly would help you understand women. I was too focused on reading that I didn't hear Mephisto approach. Apparently, he was also reading the article behind me. When I was done, he burst into laughter which startled me from my reverie. He was actually tearing up from laughing. It was annoying but sort of funny.
"How can you stand reading crap like that?" He asked me. "T-t-that shit is the most hilarious thing I've read in a long while."
"I have no freaking idea how to make someone fall in love hence why I'm researching about it. Wanna do it for me?" Some guardian, he's actually messing up with my concentration.
When the laughing fit finally passed, he turned to me, his face all serious and took out a chocolate bar from his grocery bag, and began to eat it. "Aren't you too focused on yourself? Shouldn't you first study the object of your task?"
I could see his point, however that doesn't change the fact that I lack the confidence and the courage to approach her. "It won't do me good if I can't even utter a word in front of her when I do get the chance."
He laughed at this. "You make it sound as if she isn't human or something, you're staring at me and yet you fear a woman's judgment."
I know it was true but then again, I've kinda gotten used to seeing him around. "It's different, you're asking me to make someone who has by the way a legion of fans that would skin me alive, to fall in love with me, a fucking nobody."
"Why are you so afraid of what others would think of you? You humans are so petty, these emotions that you feel have led you to fall into my hands for a long time, not that I don't like it, but honestly, I expect you to at least learn even if it's just a minuscule from your own history." Now he was licking his fingers, trying to get the chocolate stains that were left. Then without even turning back to me, he went out but before he closed the door, thank god he decided to use it instead of vanishing in thin air as he usually did, he turned to me. "Here's something to think about, don't focus on what other people would think about you, if you let yourself be bothered by such, you'll only end up falling. In love and in war, the most important thing to remember is that you must push down your fear and face the unknown. For what is courage but simply confronting your fear and overcoming it. Love doesn't make sense to a lot of people especially for those who are experiencing it for the first time, most of them find it irrational, that feeling of needing to see and to talk to someone all the time. Now that I've told you all you need to know about confidence, I do hope you have something better up your sleeve than merely reading online articles made for boys who are looking for a quick fuck. Or you can also ignore what I just said. "
After that, I decided to close the online article and began to read about Caroline King. Upon browsing, I immediately knew that she did have a legion of fans who were devoted to her from the number of fan pages that popped up when I keyed in her name. After spending an hour and a half gathering information, I've learned a lot of things about her, some may seem trivial but for a would-be suitor or a stalker, it'd certainly be of great use.
She is 23, currently residing in one of Cerulean City's most expensive mansion, in Vanity Hills. She loves Korean food, has a penchant for romantic movies and a mad obsession with dogs. Her hobbies includes working out, walking her dog, a Siberian Husky named Silver, and hiking. She has a lot of pictures taken that featured her and a couple of her friends which were also celebrities (no surprise there) on her Instagram account. Overall, she was just a normal girl with likes and dislikes or so Mephisto would like me to believe, if you ignore the fact that she was a talented performer and actress. The most important piece of information I've retrieved is from a magazine interview she did a few years ago. She was asked about her ideal man and her answer was a bit vague but still it would give me an idea on what to work on. She wanted someone that was unpredictable in a good way, whatever that means I've yet to know but still it was better than nothing.
When Mephisto came back from what I presumed to be his grocery routine, I was distilling the information I've obtained while smoking. The alcohol would come later. Mephisto took care of the cancer for a while, putting me into remuneration which meant he basically cured me temporarily, at least that is until I complete or fail the task.
"So what's new?" He gave me a piece of tuna sandwich which is presumably both our dinner, took out a piece of chocolate and munched down on it.
"I've got a plan worked out, or so it's the beginning of a plan. But first I'll have to join her most prestigious fans club." The fan club simply called themselves, Knights of Caroline, which was a phony name if you asked me but still, Caroline loved them, she had dozens of pictures taken with them. They were her most loyal fans, mostly composed of people who were there right at the start when she first started out as a singer.
"So you'll attempt to get close to her by joining her fan club and then what?" He took two bottles of beer from the fridge, opened both and gave one to me.
"I'll cross that bridge when I get there. For now, let's get fucked up." And we drank the night away.