When I Was A Wallflower

“No,” said Amelie coolly.

Giada tilted her head. “I see.” And then she left, swaying her hips.

Amelie had seen enough people to know that Giada liked Leo. The way she looked at him and the way she acted around him was enough proof. Another moth to the fire, huh? And she turned back as well.

Fiona helped her with the dishes. While the cameraman was elsewhere, she whispered, “You should stay away from Giada. And tell Blake to do that too.”

Amelie was surprised that Fiona would make that remark as the latter barely ever talked behind any actor’s back. Amelie only nodded in response.

Fiona liked that about Amelie. She knows everything, yet she knows what not to speak.

When they were done with the dishes, the gentlemen were already grilling the fish. They lathered the fish oil on the fish and turned them around on the grill.

Blake was there as well. He did not reek of the grease of an unkempt man. Even a crude job like fish grilling looked like art when he was doing it. The slivers of smoke that wafted into the air swirled around him, covering him in a veil of mystery, not unlike the protectors of the elf king behind a shield.

“Man, Blake’s the goal of every guy out there.” The cameraman snapped photos of Blake.

Not every man could have the air of grace and innocence Blake had. Even though he would choke on the smoke from time to time, Blake would keep up his smile, and everyone admired him for that.

mask, Amelie looked at Blake, and a smile curled her lips. He’s a big boy now. No longer the dejected kid he once was. Now he’s happy and joyful. Wonder who’s

before her and realized that it was Blake. He was holding a piece of fish filet in his gloved hand. The skin of the fish was golden and crisp, but the flesh was white with fresh smoke billowing

the fish and fed Amelie

She closed her eyes and sighed in enjoyment. Her face was gleaming, and she looked like a fairy dancing through the lush, verdant woods around

who just got complimented by his mother. His eyes were gleaming, but he

as beautiful as the scene in the

this, Ellen

bandaging her wound, and he raised his head just

held her

fun and scattered when night had fully descended. It had been an exhausting day, and everyone returned to their tents. They were split into two groups, and each group

have three people in it. Amelie soon fell asleep, but a mosquito bite woke her up at midnight. She got up silently and sprayed some insect repellent around. It was silent. Not even a bug’s chirp was heard. Aside from the tent, the only thing she saw around her was a row of lights. Dim lights. Their illumination was limited, but

It was a safe place, but she didn’t want to leave the tents too far. Just when she was about to go back, she noticed, under the tree illuminated by some light,

done with the

she heard the woman whisper, “I’ve been in love with you for a while

froze, and the woman spoke

Whatever Ellen can give you, I can

Leo, but this was a brazen behavior. She’s been flirting with all the guys, and Chester only came to

that thought. I can see why Fiona dislikes her. Then sounds of footsteps broke Amelie’s train of thought. She raised her head and was met with Leo. Despite the darkness of the night shrouding his face, she could still feel the air around him tensing up, and she shuddered. She thought he would go around her, but instead, he came to a stop mere inches before her. What’s he trying