Story of Scarlett Johansson (initial release)

[Rogue]

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Story of Scarlett Johansson



Contents


I --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Origin (2)
II --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Birth (8)
III-------------------------------------------------------------------- Self introduction (12)
IV------------------------------------------------------------- Scarlett and I part one (17)
V-------------------------------------------------------------- Scarlett and I part two (25)
VI--------------------------------------------------------------------- Dying together (36)
VII---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Reunion (46)

[Rogue]

Part I — Origin
On the top of Mount Olympus, there was a laurel tree, which was visited by a man almost everyday. The man took care of the tree as though it was his wife, sprinkling its root with the fresh water that he carried up from the mount’s foot.

Breeze flew through the tree’s leaves, causing some rustling sound as though the tree was trying to say something to thank the man. The tree had been there for only a few months, about as tall as the man, and its leaves were so glossy and thick like the hair of a maid.

The man’s name was Apollo (who’s generally known as God of the Sun at present day), and the laurel tree was the incarnation of his dearest lover. Apollo had more than half a dozen lovers in his life, but this woman was the one he loved most, whose name was Daphne.

Daphne and Apollo had some great time together. As a Goddess, Daphne had sworn to remain a virgin her whole life, but Apollo’s charm was just too strong for her to resist… Daphne’s dad, Peneus, who was the river god, never liked Apollo and decided to punish him for what he did with Daphne, but Daphne loved the man so much that she entreated her dad to forgive Apollo, willing to take all the punishment herself. Her dad accepted, and transformed her into a laurel tree with her consent…

Apollo came to visit the tree almost everyday. After getting done watering the tree, he usually went on to spend some leisure time with the tree, leaning at it and singing some of her favorite love songs. The tree seemed to have something to say, but couldn’t say anything, she was always quiet like the water in the Aegean Sea except for the leaves’ rustling sounds when there was a breeze passing by, until that one day…

Apollo came to visit his loved one as usual, but as he walked close, he heard something unusual. It sounded like a baby’s cry, he looked towards the sound and he was surprised, there was actually a newborn baby on the tree. He picked the baby from the tree and held her carefully in his arms. It was a baby girl, with dirty blonde hair and a pair of eyes in metallic-blue, the crying sound was like squeezed from between her full lips, she stopped crying shortly afterwards, and then gave Apollo a big smile as if she knew whom the man was. She probably didn’t know, but the man surely did…

Apollo decided to adopt that girl, and gave her all the care he could afford. The girl had 4 half-brothers, who were all Apollo’s children that he had with other women. To her siblings as well as everyone else, however, she was just an “adopted” daughter of Apollo, but Apollo knew the true story. It was a secret that only Apollo himself knew.

He named the girl “Eurydice”. She was his only daughter and she was such a lovely girl. She was very enthusiastic about singing, pretty much like Daphne, and her voice was probably the most pleasant music in the universe. Meanwhile, Orpheus, one of Apollo’s four sons, also liked singing and he sang pretty well, which was probably the reason why Orpheus became Eurydice’s best friend among her four brothers. Common interest cultivated a close friendship between the two youngsters, but Apollo didn’t know the friendship would further evolve, into something that he and his dad Zeus could never accept.

Eurydice and Orpheus were innocent though, they didn’t see any problem with having something more than just friendship between each other, because they were not at all blood related, as they knew.

What Apollo should’ve been concerned about was finally about to come true. The two youngsters were engaged and about to get married soon. Apollo turned to his dad Zeus for advice, after Zeus promising to keep the secret for him, he told his dad the whole story.

Zeus was enraged, and decided to do everything in his power to separate the couple apart.

Here came their scheduled wedding day, Eurydice was dancing through the meadow with Orpheus playing joyful songs to accompany her. Suddenly, a satyr came out of nowhere and prowled towards Eurydice. She was so shocked and frightened for a moment, and then fled away as fast as she could. To make things worse, there was a viper (a venomous snake) waiting right in her way, which bite her in the foot as she stepped on it by mistake. There was no antidote to this venom, and she was killed.

Orpheus, with a broken heart, played and sang a dirge which was so mournful that all the nymphs and deities wept and advised him to travel down to the “Underworld” to retrieve her, which he acceded.

He arrived in the “underworld” and found Hades and Persephone who were the Gods in charge of this world. His song and music softened the hearts of Hades and Persephone and made them weep. The “underworld” gods were moved, and agreed to let him to take her back to the world of the living, but they attached a condition, which was that he must walk in front of her and not look back until both had reached the upper world.

He had doubts if she was really there following him, but he managed to keep his head straight all the way up to the portal of the “upper world”. He walked into the door, and couldn’t wait any longer to turn his head around to check if Eurydice was really there, having forgotten that the condition was “BOTH of them had reached the upper world”. He had reached the upper world, but Eurydice still had one foot outside of the door… His efforts all fell short as Eurydice vanished, nowhere to be found.

Orpheus lived in deep remorse after the death, or the disappearance of his loved one, but the grief wouldn’t last for too long… because he would also be dead shortly afterwards.

Dionysus, another son of Zeus, half-brother of Apollo, sent a henchman to the depressed Orpheus and took his life. Neither Apollo nor Zeus was aware of the connection between the murder of Orpheus and his uncle, Dionysus.

But to Orpheus himself, the death of his bride upset him more than his own. He thought that his own death could extricate himself from the relentless deep grief, but he was wrong. He couldn’t live without Eurydice, nor could he die without her. Therefore he went to the “underworld” again expecting to find Eurydice there, but this time he was also a soul.

He spent quite some time looking for her in the “underworld”. He searched every cranny and nook, but only to disappoint himself time after time. Finally, he decided to give up. He set up his mind to return home for the last time to say goodbye to his dad and his brothers, then he would eternally reside in the “underworld” as every dead one should.

As he arrived at home, he was shocked and surprised at what he saw, and the surprise soon converted into enormous pleasure and happiness. Tears spilled out of his eyes and he was too excited to say anything, because he saw the beautiful girl who was the most important person to both his life and afterlife, standing right there, alive.

It was a huge scam, Zeus was the man behind the whole thing, and he was the only one who had such power…

Eurydice had never been killed. Even Zeus was not cruel enough to kill his own granddaughter, especially when the girl was so lovely and beautiful. The viper’s bite only brought her into some kind of catatonic and unconscious state. Zeus intended to deceive Orpheus into believing that Eurydice was truly dead, and he thought that time would gradually dilute his love for Eurydice and eventually make him forget about her. But before that, he would keep her in a secret and safe place.

As Orpheus was murdered, there was no need to keep her there anymore. Zeus released her on Apollo’s request, but he thought that it was Eurydice’s songs and her sweet voice that seduced Orpheus somehow, intentionally or not, so he ordered a punishment on Eurydice…

Eurydice was made to drink a big cup of hot pepper soup, which severely damaged her throat. She could still talk and sing, but everything from her mouth was in a clunk-like husky voice from then on.
She learned about the death of Orpheus, she was mournful and had also been living in deep grief, until that one day when Orpheus returned home.

It was a heart-warming reunion of the two youngsters who loved each other so hard, but unfortunately, the news soon flew into Zeus’s ears. He broke up the couple abruptly and ordered one more punishment on the poor girl, much harsher than last time...

He transformed Eurydice into a baby, just like how she was when Apollo first discovered her on the laurel tree, and mopped off all her memories. Zeus commanded that she be dumped to the world of mortals, which equaled an official dismissal from the family of Gods. But to everyone else except Zeus and Apollo, she was probably just sent back to where she came from because she was only a foster child of Apollo’s, after all.

With Zeus’s order, a nymph (an angel) carried the infant and set out on a trip to the earth. Not too long after they set off, Zeus also started to think that the punishment on Eurydice might be too harsh, so he allowed Orpheus to stay with his dad in the “upper world” rather than return to the “under world”. But Orpheus didn’t want to stay in either world. He only wanted to be wherever Eurydice was, so he followed the nymph to the earth.

But he was left so far behind he could only see the vague direction in which she was moving. The nymph reached her destination when Orpheus still had quite a long distance to go. He saw the nymph’s landing position, and he headed towards that position but when he landed on earth himself, the nymph was already gone.

Orpheus was pretty sure that the girl must have been given to a local family, within 50 miles of the landing spot. But the area was still large enough, with countless skyscrapers which indicated the incredible population density of this city. He didn’t know how long it would take before he could find her, even if he could. But he chose to stay there, because he could at least stay in the same city where she was, even if he could never find her.

But he couldn’t stay there for too long in the form of a soul, he had to lodge in a human’s body. He could influence the human he lodged himself in, including his interest and thoughts, but could not control any part of his body or mind. And he had to be careful with his selection because once he lodged into a human’s body, he couldn’t get out of it until when the human was about to die.

It’s always much easier to get into someone than get out of it, I think. When you want to fall in love for someone you can possibly get it done in hours, or even in minutes. It’s like you’re driving towards some place of interest that you’ve always wanted to tour. You get green lights all the way to your destination, and you spend a good day touring there. But when you feel tired at the end of the day and want to go home, you find every road jammed with numerous cars, and you’re stuck in there. No matter how beautiful the place is, it’s not your home and will never be.

[Rogue]

Part II — Birth
On the other hand, the nymph arrived on the earth and entered the forest of concrete. The city was so huge she couldn’t even recognize any direction. So she started looking for some landmark recognizable and easy to remember, albeit she should get lost. She found one with ease, it was not the tallest building in that city but it was pretty distinct and recognizable, it was a large statue of a Goddess but different from the image of Goddess she knew. People in this city called it “lady liberty”.

She began to search for a new family for the little Eurydice. The baby was so lovely and the nymph had total sympathy for her, so she decided to ensure that the baby was given to a good mom, preferably a mom who was soon going to give birth so that Eurydice wouldn’t have to wait for too long in the womb of her new mom. She finally found an ideal target, a woman in her early 30s who was expected to give birth within a few days. The nymph could see the kindness and affability on her face, and knew she was the right woman.

The nymph approached the woman, slowly and cautiously, so she didn’t wake her up. It was a quiet morning and the sun hadn’t risen yet. The woman was sleeping, and it seemed like she was having a sweet dream because you could see smiles flashing through her face every now and then. The nymph put the baby carefully into the woman’s womb, and went away.
The woman’s sweet dream was snapped. She woke up and saw something that seriously frightened her. She saw that her stomach was almost twice the size it should be, she felt intensive pain in the belly and screamed for help.

Doctors and nurse rushed her to the delivery room. And yes, she was living in a hospital at the time because the parturition was expected to come soon, though not this soon.

While she was in labor, her husband and her mom both arrived at the hospital, expecting the birth of a new family member, but they surely didn’t know they would get more than just one new member to their family.

At about 7 am that morning, a baby’s cry slashed the quietness of the sky, though the sound was very husky which was rather abnormal for a baby.

People waiting outside the room were both excited and ecstatic, but the rapture wouldn’t last very long for the man…
A nurse walked outside the room with a newborn baby in her arms, came to the man and said joyfully “congrats, Mr. Johansson, you got a little princess!” He didn’t realized her words at first, but a moment later, he seemed to have found something wrong from what the nurse just said, and smile vanished from his face.

“What? How is it a princess? Didn’t the prenatal test show it was a boy?” the man asked, being bemused.
“Yes, the baby boy is coming soon.”

This shocked the man even more, “No one told us we were going to get twin babies. There must be something wrong.” The man just couldn’t understand how his son suddenly acquired a twin sister, and he had some financial issues to worry about because he already had 3 kids. He already felt stressed feeding such a big family he had, even with a well-paying architect job.

“I mean, the whole thing is just so strange, plus we can’t afford an extra kid in our family.” said the man.

“So you wanna leave her to the charity or abandon her in the street something?” The woman’s mom, Ms. Sloan, said with reasonable dissent “Don’t make excuses here son, you’re just insecure and you feel the daughter isn’t yours”

Ms. Sloan hit the man in his weak spot… that was exactly what really concerned him, even though the man didn’t quite know it himself.

About 3 and half minutes after the birth of the first baby, they heard another baby cry and were later allowed in.

“Thank you, Melanie my honey, you’re such a great woman and a great mom” He kissed her on the sweaty forehead and said.

“Karl…” the woman said in a serious voice, “she’s our kid and she ain’t going anywhere.” She seemed to have heard what Mr. Johansson said outside the door.

“Sure…” Mr. Johansson responded, “But umm…, I’m afraid we don’t have enough resources for an extra kid. Plus, don’t you feel it is a bit absurd? I mean, where’s she from? It’s just so strange!” And he added “I just want you to understand me, understand a man’s concern.”

“Yes, I do understand you, Karl.” Melanie said in peaceful and lovesome voice, “but the girl is fated to be one of us. She’s a gift from the God.”

“So, what name do you want to give her?” Karl asked.

“No idea yet, U?”

“Me either”, Karl said, with his eyes on the baby’s little face. He also started to appreciate the girl’s inborn beauty.

“What a beautiful girl, she will be the most beautiful woman in the world just like you. Thank you, Melanie.”

“You’re so welcome Karl, and yes, the girl is so beautiful.” Melanie responded, “Look at her little reddish cheeks, the color is like the Sun out there.”

All of a sudden, Melanie came up with an excellent idea about the girl’s name.

“Hey Karl, I got an idea now. How about a name like… ‘Scarlett’?”

“Scarlett? What does it mean?” Karl was foreign born so he didn’t know those words which were not often used in the daily life.

“Well, it’s a color, bright red.” Melanie replied.

“This name fits her so well.”

“Sure it does.” Melanie continued “She will be a star in the future, I promise you.”

Sunshine passed through the window and lightened up the whole room, like a greeting from the God of the sun to his daughter who had just been reborn, now named Scarlett, Scarlett Johansson.

The day was 22 November, 1984.

[Rogue]

Part III — Self introduction
The arrival of not one, but two new members further stressed the family financially. Although the couple worked as hard as they could, they could still only barely make ends meet. Even so, they still gave almost everything they could afford to make the kids happy, especially the youngest two.

It was such a big family, pretty much like a mini kindergarten. Ms. Sloan took the job of taking care of these kids while Karl and Melanie were working away from home. The couple were busy with their works but they still tried their best to squeeze some meaningful time out of their schedules, especially their mom, and spent the saved time with their kids at the weekend. Friday was always the happiest day for those kids, because mom always brought home some gifts that day, even though the gifts were usually nothing more than a bag of cheap candies, some baseball caps bought in a sale, or a meager cuppycake for 5 kids to grab at.

Scarlett’s childhood could hardly be described as a happy one though, from an objective perspective. She grew up in a household with “little income” and her dad didn’t seem to have brought anything to the family but income, and some bad habits that affected the young Scarlett (like smoking), while her mom was a great mom, and was also the mentor who led the young girl to the way of success.

Melanie was a huge movie fan and she knew quite a lot about this business, she once had a dream of becoming a movie star but she sacrificed it for her family. Nonetheless, she had always held the wish to let her kids fulfill this dream for her and her kids all showed enthusiasm about it, especially her youngest daughter, Scarlett.

Melanie began to bring the little girl to a local movie studio regularly, and it further boosted her interest in acting. She took the stage for the first time in her life when she was only 7. Although it was only a small stage with an audience of less than 100, she still gave the best of her to the audience and impressed everyone. She was so distinctive and so brilliant that you could hardly remove her image from your memory once you let it in through your eyes.

Her first movie role came in the year 1994, which marked the start of a tremendous acting career. But the movies that introduced the wonder girl to the world didn’t come until 2003, a breakthrough year for the young actress, in which she got double nominated for two golden globes with her outstanding performances in the movies of “lost in translation” and “girl with a pearl earring” respectively. Although she got double snubbed, the world came to know about her and her fans’ population has been exponentially growing since then.

I became a fan of her in late 2011 because of the Iron Man II movie in which she acted as the black widow, and to be quite honest, I hadn’t even seen a picture of her before that, let alone movies. I had heard of her name quite a few times though, because a friend of mine, Irving, had been a fan of her since 2003 something. He had recommended this actress and her movies to me several times but every time I was like “Scarlett Johansson, who?”

I didn’t care much about movies or celebrities back then, because I didn’t want anything to distract me from my schoolwork and video games. I was living as an exact celibate through those years, even when I got some spare time I would rather kill it with video games instead of spending it with a hypothetical girlfriend or something, because I just didn’t feel aroused by any girl even though I had to admit that some of them were not too bad. It wasn’t like I was gay or whatsoever. I just felt that none of them was the right one for me.

I was a celibate and I felt proud of it, said in all honesty. Some friends including Irving told me I would eventually quit the celibacy when encountering my true love, and I never believed so, until I saw Scarlett Johansson in Iron Man II.

In fact, I only accepted Irving’s invitation to watch the movie with him because I had just earned my Doctorate’s degree that summer and had tons of free time to waste, and that I was indeed a fan of scientific fictions. I had been kind of a science nerd since high school time and I even studied it as my major during my undergraduate years, I just felt bored of math so I left that major for a linguistic type of profession. Maybe if I had some Jewish gene in me, like Scarlett, I would’ve probably continued my study in the scientific area and become a real scientist or something, to be honest. Plus, I had watched the Iron Man 1 and I really liked that movie. Downey’s performance was brilliant and his character in the movie, Tony Stark was a real badass that absolutely overthrew the traditional image of a superhero, which was the exact part of the movie I liked most and was also a reason why I gladly agreed to watch its sequel.

But the Iron Man II, as a movie, was kind of a disappointment to be quite honest. I doubt anyone would ever bother to watch it but for the participations of Downey and Scarlett, especially Scarlett, someone I had been deeply obsessed with since then.

I instantly fell in love for her and I couldn’t do a damn thing to prevent so. And she was also like a friend of mine, who I had missed for so long. She was like everything in my life from then on, and I couldn’t spend even a minute not thinking about her which was pretty lame I think. Iron Man II was the first time I saw how she looked like, it was in 2011, and I kinda felt like I had wasted the past 10 years of my life.

I began searching & collecting pictures and info of her from every possible source and never felt bored of doing so, and downloaded all her past movies into my laptop from some crap website so I could feel that she was with me all the time.
Irving was also a fan of her, but he had never pushed his interest to such an excessive level I think. And, unfortunately for him, he had a girlfriend so he had to confine his love for Scarlett within some kind of moral limit. He might love Scarlett just as much as I did, but he had to lock this love in a chamber so his girlfriend couldn’t see it, it seemed like.

I learned a lot about Scarlett from Irving and the more I learned, the deeper obsessed I got, even though not all the info was positive. She could be a bad girl but she would still be a goddess to me, and Irving as well.

Irving was more realist than me. He also loved our goddess pretty hard but he never wanted to build his life on the forlorn crush for a star in the sky which he could never get, so he had a girlfriend and lived a normal life like everyone.

But the case was different for me. I just felt as if there was a mysterious force that drove me deep into the obsession with her, it deprived me of sleep and made me feel tired, but it was also a pleasant feeling that I had never experienced before.
I took a teaching job at a local college. The pay was decent and I couldn’t imagine any other job that would allow me more leisure time, but I still thought I might have chosen the wrong career. I could work there for 100 years and save all the money without spending a penny, and it would still be less than what Scarlett garnered in one year. I wasn’t a sybarite by any means, in fact I had been living a frugal life since my junior year and was already used to it. I just felt there was such a HUGE gap between me and my dream girl no matter it meant wealth or popularity, something I could never narrow down.
But I still felt free to demonstrate my love to the one I loved. I was known as a diehard Scarlett Johansson fan all over the school. At one time I was concerned that it might made negative impacts on my popularity among colleagues and students, but my Scarlett Johansson obsession only turned out to earn me extra rep.

Students were just like my friends because I never tried to act like a teacher something in front of them. I never wanted to act like someone else because I had always been an honest person, and my generous admission of Scarlett fever further confirmed that. Scarlett was perhaps the most popular personality coming out of NY since Tom Cruise and there should be quite a lot more fans of this lovely homegirl in the NY metro than it appeared to be. People just felt shy to express their love maybe, but to me, I loved that person and I just couldn’t pretend I didn’t.

Therefore, I planned and founded a fan club named as “Scarlett Johansson Crew”, with supports from the students and some friends, notably my friend Irving who made the biggest contribution to our Scarlett Johansson info database, and Brian, another friend of mine who was a successful banker and who acted as our primary fundraiser.

Brian and I had been friends since our teens. We graduated from the same high school and attended the same university, different branches though. He graduated top of the class with a perfect GPA so he easily found a job at a Fortune 500 bank right after graduation. By the time I got my Doctorate, he had already been working there for quite a few years and had attained a high-level managerial position. He and Irving were also friends because of me, but nothing much.

Unlike Irving and me, Brian was rather indifferent to those celebrities. He only helped us with the foundation of the Crew because he was our friend. He told me that Arnold was the only celebrity that he ever wanted to give a shit about, and that was only because he wanted to become such a badass body builder like him. Brian hadn’t got such a body like Arnold’s, but he was still a badass. He had played with many girls but never got devoted to any of them, pretty much a playboy like the Tony Stark of Iron Man I, or maybe he just hadn’t met with his Pepper Potts yet.

I founded the Crew because I loved my goddess, and I knew there were many people in my town sharing the same strong feeling for her. I didn’t do this to flatter my goddess or anyone, and I would never mind if other people loved her more than I did, because our love for her was totally pure and unselfish, which didn’t involve any carnal thing.

[Rogue]

Part IV — Scarlett and I (1)
Scarlett was just like the sun to me, it made me feel warm just by looking at her smile. Astronomically, the sun is just one of the numerous stars in the universe but it is so unique and so important to us, it gives us warmth and light, it’s brighter than all stars combined and it’s the reason why we’re alive. She’s so close to us that we never need a telescope to see her lovely face.

On the other hand, however, you can’t get too close to the sun because she is too hot and her magnetism is so strong that if you get too close, you would get melted and completely absorbed.

Finally, I got an opportunity to see my goddess, not just in movies or on TV, but in the real life. It was like a welcoming party organized by our Crew, and I was luckily chosen as the representative of our Crew to have a 20-minute chat with the goddess who had appeared in my dreams countless times.

It might be a harbinger of something bad, because I knew I shouldn’t get too close to her even if that was only expected to be a 20-minute interview or something, something a British bidder (also a diehard fan of her) once paid ￡20,000 for. She was so hot that I wasn’t sure if I could stand 20 seconds being with her, not to say 20 minutes…

Like every top-tier celebrity, she was busy with her films all year round, and she only came back to NY this time for the filming of “the avengers 2”. She planned the trip ahead of schedule and arrived earlier than other “avengers” so she could spend the saved time visiting friends, and partying with some fan clubs like ours.

To such an avid Scarlett fan as I was, those 20 minutes would feel like the biggest 20 minutes in his life. I might be a horrible choice for that event because I always had some big-time-choker type of personality, also known as 06-mavs syndrome or something. I could be very talkative and gregarious in everyday life, but when there was a big time like a public speech or something I had to take, I would be nervous as shit.

Awkwardly enough, I didn’t feel no anxiety preceding the blind date with Scarlett because I felt like I was just going to meet an old friend of mine, or a twin sister separated from birth, even though that would be my first time ever to date a girl.
It was a hot summer afternoon, but Scarlett was hotter than the weather. She was dressed like everyone because it was just an unofficial event, or maybe she just didn’t give a shit about it. Her blonde hair draped down her neck covering half of each shoulder. Her face looked a bit reddish, like she had drunk some alcohol or she just flushed, or she was born that way I was not sure. I couldn’t find any residue of cosmetic on her face, yet her natural face looked more exquisite than anything I had seen on TV or the internet.

She was born with such phenomenal beauty, river would stop flowing when she stood by, and birds would be “falling down” just to catch a glimpse of her. Moon would have to hide half her face to feel less embarrassed, while flowers would dig their heads into the ground. She made all jewelries fade, but made the world a better place to be in.

“Welcome home, mmh,,. Miss Johansson, it’s a great pleasure for us all to meet you here, and please allow us to present our highest respect and commendation to you….” I tried to be mainstream as much as I could, I tried to stay calm but you could still hear a bit of nervousness in my voice.

“Thank you all for holding this party to welcome me and I feel honored, and very happy to be back home. Glad to see you all here, thank you….” Scarlett was such a pro, she said everything with total serenity and confidence. Sure, she had been an actress since her early teens and she must be used to such things, in my opinion.

The party was held in a stadium on our campus. It lasted for about an hour and finally had to come to an end around 4pm because there was a basketball game coming up. Students (most attendees of the party were students in our university) dispersed to deal with their own stuffs. I proposed to have the interview elsewhere, Scarlett agreed.

We walked out of the stadium and ambled along a tree-shadowed narrow road by a quiet lake, the weather was still hot at 4pm but you would only feel coolness and quietness walking on a road like this, especially when you had the world’s finest beauty walking along with you.

But where was my friend Irving? Wasn’t he also supposed to be here? Well, her girlfriend also came to the party and… Maybe she knew her boyfriend was such a fervent Scarlett fan so she came with him to keep him under check, but I wasn’t sure, nor did I care though. No one would’ve cared about anything else when he was so close to his dream girl, so close that you could even smell her breath. So the time belonged to only Scarlett and me.

“You got quite a good job, I think. The whole place is sort of a shed from the noisy city.” Scarlett said

“I thought you would find it boring or something, but to be quite honest, it isn’t a bad one and I’m pretty content with it, despite the pay though”

“College teachers don’t get paid too bad as far as I know”

“Not too bad but… you know my whole life’s earning wouldn’t equal what you earn in a year. I’m not a money-oriented guy and I know I shouldn’t compare myself to you, that’s not even comparable to begin with but it still upsets me, to be honest.”
“At least you don’t have to spend 11 months a year traveling around the country and, you must have much free time to do things you really like to do, right?”


“True, it’s probably the most leisured job in the world and that’s the only reason why I don’t hate the job.”

“Why hate it? People respect you guys.”

“I’m not sure. Maybe I just feel it lacks excitement or something.” “Maybe I just hate myself, I had so many dreams in my childhood and I have buried them all one after another as I grow older, by my own hands.”

“Yeah, that sounds sad, I’m very lucky to have realized my childhood dream I guess.”

“Luck isn’t your only key to success though. You worked harder than other girls and you got fairly rewarded, to be honest.”

“I just liked it and I never coerced myself into doing anything. You know, my childhood was filled with things that I loved to do. I always had the chance to do whatever I wanted to do and my parents were very open about that… Acting has always been a passion of mine.”

“You got good parents, Scarlett. My parents are also good people but I just kinda feel they never respect me enough, they coddle me up and pay me intensive care like I was always a 3yr old baby or something, maybe because I’m the only child in my family I’m not sure.”

“hehehe… Sounds like you’re also a victim of the ‘one child policy’ something?”

I laughed too, and yes, my mom came from China so I looked pretty Asian.

“I don’t quite know, maybe my mom was just too old to have any more kids after giving birth to me. She came from China and she didn’t get married early because she didn’t want her kids born in China, so I’m American-born and I don’t think it has anything to do with a Chinese policy, to be quite frank.”

“Oh…, never mind, didn’t know you would take a joke seriously”

“I knew it was a joke though. My parents just don’t respect my choices, especially my dad. He is a geologist and he wants me to follow him that way, but I’m not interested in those maps or shit, at all.”

“True, you know your own strength and weakness better than anyone knows. So what were you really interested in back then?”

“Well, I was pretty enthusiastic about Physics during high school time. And I often spent several hours solving out a hard ass Physics question, it felt like an accomplishment when I got it done, to be honest.”

“I also have an obsessive character. I manicure my nails at three in the morning because nobody else can do it the right way. Maybe that's the secret to my success.” “And you must be a smart guy, I think. Only smart people enjoy doing those stuffs.”

“I just felt I was more creative than my classmates and I thought Physics would make the most of it, so I chose to study it as my major through undergraduate years, but I later gave it up because I was really bored of the math, maybe I was not Jewish enough, haha…”

“Don’t see any concord relation between one’s ethnicity and how much success one achieves. Yes, many Jewish people have succeeded in finance and math, but I would never trick myself into any kind of Jewish supremacy. You know, I was pretty poor at math when I was a student.” She shrugged, and acted like she was depressed.

“But you’re more brilliant than anyone, Jewish or non-Jewish.”

“Hope you’re not just referring to how I look. Hehehe…”

“Sure, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and everyone sees it too, but most of them can’t see the internal beauty beyond your look.” “I’ve seen girls with nice faces in the subway but none of them has such elegance you have, you’re just so distinctive, to be honest.”

“So what’s exactly the beyond-look beauty thing you’ve seen on me, bro?”

“Well it’s kinda like, you never try to behave like anyone else, it’s like you’re always being your real self even when you’re making a film.”

“Well, I usually put a little piece of myself into every character that I do. I always come back to the fact that my own instinct is better than something I build in my mind.”

“That’s why you’re so unique to me and why I’m so obsessed with you, I think. You’re an honest person who never betrays her soul, so am I. It seems to me that everything of you comes so naturally and genuinely, and I’m deeply fascinated by that.”

“I thought you were just a fan of me like many of them out there, didn’t know you’re obsessed with me to such an extent, to be quite honest, and… you’re going to make me flush.”

“I’m sorry if it made you feel uncomfortable but I never tried to hide it because I believe that, when you genuinely love someone, there’s no reason to pretend like you don’t.”

She remained silent for a while, like she was pondering something.

“What I respect most in people is naturalness and authenticity. I like to be able to see into their soul. I aspire to being a truthful person, and I feel that you’re such a truthful person.” She said.

“I’ve never lied in my lifetime. I was probably just too shy in the past, I mean even if I encountered a girl a couple years ago whom I instantly fell in love for, I would probably hide it deep in my heart rather than show it up like I currently do. You taught me to express my feelings in such a bold way, to be honest.”

“I didn’t mean to teach anyone anything though, I’ve been just being the type of person I like to be.” “Oh, I almost forgot it, you’re the real teacher here. So what do you teach?”

“I teach… well, I teach Chinese, that’s my major for my graduate years. I chose it because it was easy, and it kind of made me feel like a coward. I gave up a tough major and switched to an easy one.”

“I don’t think it’s that easy, maybe it’s easy for you since your mom is Chinese.”

“Yup, mom taught me Chinese from pre-school age, so it’s like I grew up being bilingual or something.”

“That sounds cool. You must speak it as good as English.”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“I’ve also learned some Chinese before and I found it very difficult, so could you please help me with it?”

“Sure, with pleasure. I know you can speak some Chinese, and you can speak it pretty well, in my opinion.”

She was a bit surprised, and asked

“What? How do you know it?”

“You spoke some Chinese in a movie, ‘Vicky Cristina Barcelona’, remember?”

“Oh… it was like so many years ago and I only said “ni hao ma” or something, and I didn’t even know if I pronounced them right.”

“You pronunciation was very accurate, to be quite honest, sounded just like my mom.”

“Too bad that was like all Chinese words I knew, and yes, I sound pretty old.” She said jokingly

“Sure you know I didn’t mean that.” I also laughed, and said “and it doesn’t matter how many words you know, you can pronounce them well which is a very good start.”

“So you have agreed to accept the job as my private Chinese teacher?”

“Yes, you’re my boss now, but not today I’m afraid.” I looked around and found everything was dark, I had no idea how time had past so fast…

“So, how about tomorrow?” she asked, and added “I won’t have much to do the next 4-5 days”.

“Cool, nor will I, students are busy preparing for final exams now so I won’t have much to do either. See you here tomorrow morning, all right?”

“All right, see you.”

I was about to leave but still had a hard time moving my eyes away from her, suddenly she turned her head around and seemed to have forgotten something, she said “Hey ah… I’m sorry but I haven’t known what your name is, right?”

Maybe I just felt I was too minimal compared to her, I should’ve introduced myself no matter what. “Well, I’m sorry, it’s my fault. My name is Mark and you can just call me Mark.”

“Ah… Hello Mark, I’m Scarlett.”

“Sure you are,” we both laughed, “see you.”

[Rogue]

Part V — Scarlett and I (2)
I came home and couldn’t wait to share my experience with my friends. I didn’t mean to brag about it or whatsoever, I was just so delighted and I wanted my friends to share the pleasure with me, even if they were not as much of a Scarlett fan as I was, or not a fan of her at all.

I logged on AIM (a chatting software) like I did every night, and found two friends who seemed to be always online. I didn’t have many so-called e-friends and those two guys were both my best friends in the real life, and yes, they were Irving and Brian. I started a group chat and invited them both…

“Hey niggas, sorry I’m late.” I typed

“nm mayne. What u been busy with tonight?” Brian asked

“Well I had been with Scarlett since afternoon, up until last hour something.”

“Really?” Irving couldn’t stay quiet anymore when Scarlett was mentioned, and he said “Wasn’t your interview expected to be only 20 minutes or something?”

“Didn’t know how it lasted that long, to be honest. Like I didn’t notice the time passing at all, nor did she.”

“What did you guys talk about? Did you ask her something about the Avengers 2?”

“Nothing much, just trivia and childhood stuffs, and yes, I’ll ask her about the Avengers tomorrow.”

“What tomorrow? You appointed another date with her tomorrow?” Irving sounded a bit surprised, and I could also hear a bit of jealousy in his tone.

“Yeah, she wanted me to teach her some Chinese so, nothing much.”

“Is it like the only perk of being a chink?”

“Not really, there’re other perks like an easier path to the top-tier universities…”

Brian felt the hostility and intervened, “C’mon niggas, don’t get mad over a bitch. Were friends, don’t forget.” Brian was kind of a misogynist. He referred to every woman as a “bitch” or something.

“We cool though” Irving interrupted him, “I just feel that it might be a chance for Mark to get famous.”

It might sound a bit childish but to be quite honest, getting famous had always been my dream. I just got bored that all these dreams turned out to be soap bubbles, but I still felt excited about the idea of getting famous. What Irving just said really rekindled my interest, to be honest.

“So, how?” I asked him.

“Well, I’ll take some photos of you guys when you meet her tomorrow and I’ll post those photos on the internet, then you’ll instantly make the front page of magazines or shits as the suspected new boyfriend of Scarlett, how do you like the idea bro?”

I really fancied this idea at first, and there wouldn’t be anything in the world that could delight me more than being her boyfriend or something. I was a lifelong celibate and I didn’t really have any plan to end my virginity anytime soon, I just felt that I wanted to stay with her, and look at her beautiful face every morning and night.

In fact, I never like it when she is regarded as a “sex symbol” or something, she is like a goddess to me and it makes me extremely happy just by looking at her. She doesn’t need sex to be attractive and exquisite, in my humble opinion.

“Well, it’s a good idea but Scarlett won’t like it so... Thank you anyway though.” I responded.

“C’mon guy, you can’t let the chance pass by…”

I tried to dissuade him from this idea but he insisted, so we decided to let the discussion stall, and moved on to other topics.
We talked about some other stuffs like basketball and video games, things we often talked about, and we talked until late that night, as we usually did.

I tried to fall asleep but couldn’t, I kept thinking of what was going to happen tomorrow, and my head was like filled with things relating to her, her smile, her husky voice and her pinky full lips. Finally, I fell asleep somehow, and had no idea how long I had slept when I woke up in the morning.

We met again on the same campus, but things felt all different than yesterday. We were like old friends now and the past night was like as long as a year, to both of us.

“Ni hao ma?” she greeted me, saying.

“Hen hao. Hahah…” I gave her a thump up, and said “Well, it’s like the 7th time I’ve heard you say it.”

“What, 7th time?” She was confused

“Last 6 times were in ‘Vicky Cristina’, I watched your movies over and over again, and never get bored” I responded.
“Sounds like you’re really kind of obsessed with me… to be honest”

“Sure, I never joked about that. But, I know I don’t know much about movies but I do believe you should umm… just give yourself more rest and make less movies.”

“So you don’t like my movies?”

“Well there’re quite a few good ones, but you don’t have to make a movie just to make a movie. I mean you ought to be the leading role in every movie. It kind of annoys me every time I spend several hours downloading a movie of yours and only get to see 15 something minutes of you in the movie.”

“Well, that’s a good suggestion and I’ll seriously think about it. The class has just begun, right?”

“Oh hehe, yep, lets get it started right now.”

She was impressed by the knowledge I had, while I was more impressed by her smartness. She was half Jewish and her intelligence pretty much justified that.

“Wow, you’re so smart and so quick at learning things. I would’ve lost my job if my students were half as good as you, to be honest.”

“LOL, maybe your students were just pretending to be stupid to keep your job. They wouldn’t get another teacher as funny as you.”

“Yeah they like me pretty much. I just never act like a teacher or something to them. I just try to be their friend when I’m standing in the classroom, we’re just like friends.”

“Yeah it’s easy to tell. You look just as young as them. What’s your secret, to be honest?”

“Don’t have no secrets really, maybe just because I’m a lifelong celibate or that I still think I’m eighteen something. I always have a young heart, that’s my secret if anything.”

“I’ll try it. People describe me as “thirteen going thirty” but I don’t really feel that way. Maybe I do really look old for some reason?”

“No, you don’t look old. Maybe you’re just more mature than people of your age, like me. I mean you have some elegance of maturity which’s rarely found on women your age, to be honest.”

“I don’t feel mature and I always feel about the age I am. I am still dorky. I watch cheesy TV with TV dinners and, at one point, could not stop watching Beavis & Butthead.”

“Yeah, people of our generation grew up watching them, and Simpson family or shit. And I’m also doing stuffs that I used to do as a kid.” I laughed for several seconds, like I just thought of a hilarious joke. “Do you know that guy named Latarian Milton? Hahaha, I even masquerade as him on the internet ahahaha…”

“hehehe… yeah, heard of that guy.” she also laughed aloud.

“I even made my facebook page using his name, he’s a true badass and he’s just like what I was at that age. I also did a lot of bad stuffs back in the day with my friends, like spitting on passengers from the 5th floor and painting on the big white wall… because it’s fun to do bad things.”

“haha… cool, I was also pretty bad when I was a kid, and I really miss the old days.”

And we continued to talk about some childhood stuffs.

“Oh um… it’s well past lunch time now. Do you feel hungry?” We were so absorbed in the chat that neither of us noticed the time, like we completely forgot it yet again… I didn’t want anything to interrupt the lively talk, but I still had to ask her, as a manner of courtesy or something.

“Not at all.” She gave me the exact answer I wanted.

“Well, me either. In fact, I don’t have such a habit of having lunch, to be honest.”


“That sounds strange enough, to be quite honest. It’s not even a habit, it’s something that everyone does I think.”

“I was used to skipping lunches when I was a student, and it gradually became a habit for me. Maybe I just developed this habit to lose weight, I’m not sure”

“You used to be fat?”

“Yup, I was VERY fat back then” I showed her my social security card with a photo taken a few years ago, as I spoke.
She looked at the photo, and couldn’t stop laughing…

“Hahahaha… you were such a fatass ahahaha…” she laughed for half a minute something, and continued “So you starved yourself to get back in shape?”

“I used to eat too much which was why I got so fat in the first place, when I started to eat normal amounts, I got back to normal shape gradually. I never really felt starved or something.”

“I also have ‘fat’ days but I am never that anxious to starve myself and become unnaturally thin. I don't find that look attractive on women and I don't want to become part of that trend.” She paused for a few seconds, and continued “I think America has become obsessed with dieting rather than focusing on eating well, exercising and living a healthy life, it’s a trend but I never like it.”

“Well, you kind of sound like my friend Brian, to some extent. He often says basically the same thing because he aspires to being a body builder something, like Arnold. He isn’t nearly as stout as Arnold yet, but he’s still pretty much a badass.”
“He’s a real good friend of yours it seems like, you know quite a lot about him.”

“Yeah, we’ve been friends for some 10 years. And he also got a dreamy husky voice pretty much like yours, and that was probably why he became my friend in the first place. I’m just kind of obsessed with husky voices for some odd reason.”
“But it appears that you’ve been friends since long before we became friends.”

“His voice just sounds fun to me, but it’s your voice that I really feel attracted to. And you know what, I even tried to acquire a similar voice by exerting my throat, but failed. Your voice is just not replicable.”

She seemed to have thought of something. I could notice some kind of delight on her face, though it was ephemeral.
“I'm also tired of hearing casting directors ask if I have a sore throat. The people who have told me that my voice is distinctive, it's unusual...those people are really close to my heart.”

Quietness lasted quite a few minutes between us, and it was still my goddess who broke the silence, just like she did the first time we met. It felt like a long time ago but in fact, it was just yesterday.

“I’m so jealous of your life, man. And you know I’m not that type of girl who gets jealous easily.”

“I don’t think I have anything to make you feel jealous, to be honest.”

“You spent 1/3 of your life in such a wonderful place, isn’t that enough?”

“College is overrated these days I think, it doesn’t guarantee anything. People can be just as brilliant without attending college.”

“No, I didn’t mean that.” She said, “The life experience here would have been wonderful. You could walk through the campus, which’s like a garden, with your loved one hand in hand, shoulder at shoulder…”

“Well, I never experienced anything like that though. I’ve been pretty much like a celibate since my rookie year. In fact I am a celibate basically.”

“That’s sad. You got the highest degree, and you seem to have got everything you could get from the college, but in fact, you have got nothing.”

Didn’t know from what point on we were both lying on the grassy ground. I could even smell the grass, it smelt fresh and smelt good, but grass was only made to contrast with the flower… The smell made me feel relaxed, and inebriated.

“My life was static like the sky before I knew you.” I pointed to the sky, with numerous stars glittering. Time passed so fast it wouldn’t allow us even an extra minute to spend together. “And you’re just like the stars, you’ve brought life to me, and make me actually feel being alive.”

“The most precious moment in life is when you're about to fall in love. You're lying in bed together and he's gazing at you and you're gazing at him and there's a sense that something truly wondrous is about to happen. It's a nervous moment - but it's exhilarating.”

“That feels strange enough to me... The moment that intrigues me most is when I’m lying in bed, with all kinds of imaginations filling my head. I just keep thinking of everything relating to the girl I love most, which you are, and it enraptures me pretty much.”

“So you’ve never had any kind of a relationship with a woman before?”

“No, I just feel content with the way it is. I mean, you don’t need to possess someone to love him or her. And marriage is not the best way to maintain love, in my opinion.”

“I never really thought about getting married either - it just kind of happened. It seemed natural, the right thing to do. It was kind of a celebration of the time... I'm kind of making my own little family now, which is funny. It's like a little bit of a tribe. You hope that a relationship makes you better, that you learn things about yourself.”

“Well, marriage is just like an elective to me though, I’m not sure if I can pass it so I just don’t choose it. And to be quite honest, marriage is just a business or a law-term something.”

“Where did you get those ideas?” She asked, sounding a bit puzzled, “You haven’t experienced it yourself so you must’ve learned it from others, I think.”

“True, I kind of grew up listening to Tom Leykis, do you know Tom Leykis? He’s a New Yorker too whose career blossomed in LA, just like you.”

“Ahh… he’s a talk show host, heard of his name but never really listened to his show. So are you still listening to his show?”
“Not any more, he stopped hosting on air in April 2009 something, and he’s kind of retired now in my opinion. But if you want to listen to his show you can send him a request and he’ll probably consider jumping out of retirement, to be honest.”
“Don’t think I have such power to do so and I’m never a fan of him, I heard that he’s kind of a misogynist, is that true?”
“Yep he doesn’t quite like women, but his viewpoints are the gold. Dude got married four times and divorced four times, so he supposedly has a good knowledge about marriage I think.”

“So what knowledge have you learned from him, by the way?”

‘Well, he just urges us to keep pursuing our dreams in our 20s and never consider getting married before the age of 30, because marriage is kind of a dream killer. Marriage can turn out to be a suffering, mentally and financially.”

“Yeah, I kind of felt it myself after I got divorced.” She paused for about a minute something and continued, “At first I was quite depressed. After about a week or so I pulled myself together and started to go to the gym all the time. Luckily I've got a few very close girlfriends who have been by my side for 15 years now, whom I can talk to about everything and confide in.”

“You don’t really need to upset yourself so bad. You’re the most loved girl in the world and you don’t need to care so much about, one man or something even if that’s your husband or something.”

“Yup, I’ve pretty much got off it now, thanks. And you kind of sound like my bro Hunter.”

“Hunter? Oh yes, he’s your twin brother, he’s got to be the luckiest man in the world, to be honest.”

“Yeah he comes over a lot. He always acts like a kid with me even though I’m only 3 minutes older than him…” She thought of some old good memories it seemed like, and she continued, “He’s always been my best friend, until yesterday…”

I didn’t know why she said “until yesterday”, but it didn’t take more than a few seconds before I realized what she meant…
I felt as if there was a mysterious force that drove us close…

Everything was so calm and pacific around us despite the chirping of insects which was typical of summers, and I felt so satisfied. I wished this moment could last for ever, but my bowels kind of betrayed me… some rumbling sound came out from my stomach, and was caught by my goddess’s ears. It kind of woke us up from something.

“It appears that we haven’t eaten anything the whole day, right?” She asked.

“I thought you had breakfast though, which I didn’t, I just don’t wanna smell like a hamburger something while speaking with you.”

“Hahaha…” She laughed and you could sense her cheerful smile even though the environment was dull. “So let us go out and find something to eat, OK?”

“Good idea, let’s go.”

Streets in the downtown were still crowded and noisy even at 8pm or something. We both grew up in this city but at this moment we both felt estranged with it already.

“I know there’s a Chinese restaurant around the next corner, which I often order food from.”

“Thanks but to be honest, I’m not a fan of Chinese food, especially those shits served in the restaurant you know, shit is disgusting like… Have you watched the movie Men in Black III? To me, it kind of feels like the same shit K and J ate at the Chinese restaurant. Shit’s awful and disgusting to be quite honest.”

“Haha… thought you would love it, I like Chinese food pretty much and I find it delicious. So, what do you eat at home everyday, if not Chinese food?”

“Mom cooks everything at home and she only cooks Chinese food so I guess I’m just kind of bored of Chinese food shit. And to be quite honest, what I eat at home tastes much better than those restaurant shits.”

“Wow that sounds cool, may I have a chance to come to your home and have a taste of something your mom cooks?”
“Sure, how about tomorrow?”

“Great I’ll be there then umm… and you know, cooking is also one of my habits so I wish your mom will bother to teach me something about how to cook Chinese food.”

“Better not, to be honest. She always messes up the whole kitchen when she gets done cooking something, and my dad has to take care of the cleaning work every time.”

“Hahaha… I got to learn it from someone else I guess.”

“Just come over whenever you want…”

I just felt I could never stay long enough with this girl. We had dinner together and went home, respectively. I didn’t kiss her or anything you might expect, because I felt it was just pure friendship between me and her, which didn’t need any carnal behaviors to remain firm and fresh. She was just like my sister, and my best friend.

[Rogue]

Part VI — Dying together
I arrived at home and surprisingly found that both Irving and Brain were at my home that night. I shouldn’t have felt surprised because niggas often came over to my home. We were friends so it wasn’t anything uncommon, but I was still kind of surprised because… you know, that day was just so special to me, and I could see some kind of excitement on their faces like something unusual had happened in the past day…

“Hey niggas, what’s up?” I asked them.

“YO Mark my nigga, you’re about to get famous, do you know?” Irving sounded every excited and continued to say, “So I also called Brian here to congratulate you.”

I was confused, “What happened? What the heck are you guys so excited about?”

“The girl in your dream… now the dream is gonna come true nigga!” Brian said in that familiar husky voice.

I knew Brain was referring to my goddess Scarlett but nothing happened between us, at least not anything they imagined.
“Well, come over here” Irving showed me a website, it was msn.com or something, and to my surprise, I saw a photo of me and my goddess on the front page of the site, with a title of “Scarlett’s suspected new boyfriend” or something. It was the first time I made the homepage of a mainstream website, something I had always hoped for, but I felt little excitement or delight at this moment…

“I took those photos, Mark.” He clicked the link and more photos were displayed. “And no need to thank me bro.” Irving continued to say.

I was dumbfounded. I didn’t really know what to say, “Bro, thank you, you know she’s always been the one I love but… She won’t feel happy with it, I mean Scar… Scarlett won’t like it.”

“Doesn’t matter bro, you get famous which you want, n don’t give a shit about how the bitch feels or thinks, to be honest.” Brain said, in all honesty.

“But nigga… she’s my friend...”

“What? You really think she your friend or what? Those people won’t even spit on you to save your life, my nigga.” Brain lectured me.

“You didn’t know… We indeed had a great time together.” I answered him calmly, “And I can feel that she also takes me as her friend, maybe even her best friend just like us.”

“Bro if you serious’ bout this one, you gotta call her now n explain everything.” Brian said.

How could I not think of this? I thought I must be naive dealing with such stuffs, to be honest. So I grabbed my phone and dialed her number…

“Hey Mark… you arrived at home? Me too, Thanks for the call…”

“Scarlett uhh… I’m sorry that… they took those photos without letting me know it, but I’m still so sorry…”

“What? You mean those photos on msn.com?” She asked me.

She already knew it, and she must’ve seen those photos and the goddamn title… I almost fainted out because of shock, fear, or something else…

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t really care about it. I mean I have to live with such stuffs everyday being a celebrity.” She continued to say.

What she just said kind of saved my life, to be honest. I would’ve possibly suffered a heart stroke something if she said otherwise. I was afraid to lose any friend, especially a friend like her.

“I know you’re a generous girl, you’re kind hearted and open-minded…” I really didn’t have a clue what to say at that moment, but I continued to say, in a less anxious voice “I… I just want to say that I respect your privacy and… I didn’t intend to step into your private life…”

“Yeah I know, but you already did…” Her voice was so calm and peaceful, and I couldn’t sense any complaint or dissent in it.

“I… you know I’m kind of… I’m like a rock on the ground and you’re a star in the sky, and I never dreamed of coming
anywhere close to you… I mean I dreamed of it countless times but I never expected it to actually happen someday… I just wanna say…” I paused for a second, cleared my throat and said with seriousness “You’re my goddess and, I love you.”

I didn’t hear anything from the other end of the phone at first, a few seconds later, a loud scream exploded out of the phone, which almost pierced my ear, and surprised everyone…

“She shouldn’t have reacted so strongly” Irving said.

I put the phone back to my head, because I found that there was like a man’s voice from it…

“Orpheus, I finally have found you. You come to the “breezy point tip” (a site in Southeast NY) at 12pm tonight, or your lover is dead…” He hanged the phone, and I had no idea who he was, or what he wanted to do. It sounded like some Greek accent, but I didn’t have any friends from Greece and I didn’t know who would play such an unfunny joke with me.

“Who’s that?” Brian asked me.

“How the hell could I know who that is?” but suddenly, I heard a voice, from my own head.


“He wanted me…” that voice said.

I was shocked. I was very sure I wasn’t suffering any mental disease, any personality dissociation type of thing, but I could hear that voice clearly…

“But who are you?” I asked that voice

“Who’re you talking with?” Brian asked, obviously only I could hear that mysterious voice.

“A voice from my own head, that sounds strange but you know, I ain’t lying to my friends.”

“I’m Orpheus, I’m his real target.” The mysterious voice said

“You’re Orpheus? Hey guys, he told me his name is what? Oh, ‘Orpheus’.” I said aloud so my friends could google his name or something.

“Orpheus? I know that guy. He’s a god from ancient Greek myth, who has the power to control animals with his song…” Irving studied history during his college years so he had a good knowledge about cultures and histories of ancient Roma, ancient Greece and other ancient kingdoms.

“Yes, your friend is right.” Orpheus said

“So you can hear him?” I asked Orpheus

“Yes, I can see and hear everything you see and hear. But no one can hear me except you. I’ve been lodging in your body since… not too long after your birth I think.” Orpheus said.

“So you must know who that guy is, that guy who abducted Scarlett, right?”


“I have no idea who he is either. All I know is that he just wants me. He just wants to hold Eurydice as a hostage.”

“Eurydice? who’s Eurydice?”

“She’s my fiancée. You people call her Scarlett Johansson.” Orpheus said

“What? Eurydice is your fiancée and what? You said we call her Scarlett?” I was really confused, but after Irving shared some historical knowledge with me, I kind of got a clue…

Scarlett was this guy’s fiancée… I was not sure if I was upset, disappointed or what, I thought to myself “I got this guy in my head, maybe that’s the reason why I fell in love for Scarlett, but it really is?”

“I know it’ll be dangerous, but I still wish you to go there and save her.” Orpheus continued to say.

“Sure I will go there and save her. She’s my friend” I said.

“You serious bro?” Brian asked me, and said “They must be prepared for you to come. It’s obviously a trap and it ain’t worth risking your life to save a bitch’s life.”

“I know what you’re worrying about bro, but she really is my friend and I can’t just let her die without doing anything, you know.”

“OK nigga, I’ll go with you. Let’s go now then, we don’t have much time left.” He then turned to Irving, “Hey let’s go, nigga.”
“Well, give me some more time niggas. There must be better ways to solve this problem… and you know, I’m just a fan of her. I like her because she’s hot, but not to such an extent where I would like to sacrifice my life for her.”

“You won’t sacrifice shit for your friends either. Let’s go Mark, leave this goddamn pussy alone.” Brian said, sounding a bit angry.

Brian drove his muscular sport car over 100 mph in the city street. I wasn’t a pussy but I still thought it very dangerous, and we still got about 1 hour time left so we didn’t need to drive that fast. So I asked him to slow down a bit, but he refused and said “Well, nigga you don’t know much about fight. I got in many fights before and I know you got to arrive earlier to make sure there’s no ambush or shit.”

My nigga was just as professional a fighter as he was a banker, and I couldn’t imagine how terrible things would’ve been if I had come by myself.

We arrived at the breezy point tip just a quarter past 11pm, but to our surprise, the abductor was already there, waiting for us…

“Wohhoho…. You come here so fast” He said this in an awkward, horrific voice.

“You couldn’t drive faster than us.” Brian couldn’t believe it.

“You drove fast enough son, but I didn’t get here by car… I got here by air.”

“By air? You can fly?” I asked him.

“Of course I can. I’m a god.” He said something that surprised us, “And… it’s a good thing that you come here earlier, so I can let you know how I found you. You know those photos on um… msn.com? I found you by those photos. Eurydice would never gaze at another man that way…”

“That goddamn son of a bitch…” Brian cursed. Irving took and uploaded those photos to the internet. Obviously he made a terrible mistake.

“Well, I don’t have no idea who you are but… you set her free and we cool, OK?” I said to him, kind of in a beseeching voice, though I was trying my best to act calm like my friend Brian.

Brian was also very frightened, in fact. He had encountered many fights but he never had to fight a “god” before, though he didn’t show any sign of fright or shock.

“What should I do now? Orph… Orpheus?” I asked Orpheus, hoping to get some introduction from him, in very low voice.
“Just flee away now. I’ve recognized him. He’s my uncle Dionysus, who’s always been a foe to my dad. You guys can’t defeat him, nor can I…”

“But… we can’t leave Scarlett here, she would get killed if…” I was speaking to Orpheus, but Brian interrupted me…
“What did he tell you bro?” he asked me.

“He told us mission is not accomplishable, we must flee away” I answered him.

“It’s already too late to flee, young men.” Dionysus said aloud.

“We ain’t gonna flee without taking her along with us…” I shouted aloud too, in response.

“Stupid humans” He raised his cane as he spoke, then he pointed the cane at me…

I saw something very bright. The glaring light almost blinded my eyes. I couldn’t see anything at the moment, but I could feel something whizzing towards me, a very strong mass of energy. Everything happened within the time of a blink.

“Watch OUT!” Brian, who was standing on my left, shouted the warning as he tugged my arm in his full strength…

The energy beam didn’t hit my heart so I was not instantly killed, but it still wounded me in the right chest. Blood kept gushing out of the wound, and I knew I couldn’t survive it. At that moment, I just hoped the same fate wouldn’t come to my goddess Scarlett, and my friend Brian.

Then, I saw something coming out of my body. It looked like a soul because I couldn’t see any shadow on the ground.
“Orpheus, you finally come out.” Dionysus said.

“Dionysus, you sent the assassin that killed me in the upper world, right” Orpheus asked him, but it seemed like he already knew the answer because you could see the fury on his face.

“Yes, and I’m going to kill your soul, now.” Dionysus responded.

“But it’s not gonna be easy this time.” With the words still in air, Orpheus also shot a beam of energy, out of his arm.
Dionysus did the same almost at once, the two energy beams collided head to head, which generated a bright balloon of energy midway between them… the temporary balance of energy was reached, and an energy contest began.

The two “gods” were both doing their best, and were evenly matched. Brian took the chance to search for Scarlett, and he found her. She was tied to a tree, gagged… Brian set her free and they both rushed to me immediately, because they knew I was dying…

Meanwhile, the energy contest was approaching the end. They both looked exhausted, but they were still squeezing the last storage of energy out of themselves… It was apparent that Dionysus didn’t expect his nephew to be so strong, nor could Orpheus himself believe it… Dionysus was fighting for life, while Orpheus was fighting for love.

All of a sudden, the bright balloon vanished…

Orpheus was doing far above his normal level, but still fell short in front of Dionysus. Orpheus was not injured at all, he was just exhausted. He lounged at a big stone. He could still sing and talk, but too tired to move.

Dionysus also felt exhausted because he almost used up his energy. He still had some energy left in him, but couldn’t shoot the light beam anymore.

Brian came to me, crouched down to check my wound. He look very sad, he was a tough guy but it looked like he was about to cry… while Scarlett my goddess was already crying. She kneeled down, with both hands covering her face up to the eye bags. She left her eyes open so she could see me for the last few minutes, without letting me see the crying face of hers…
Suddenly, I saw Dionysus appeared behind her, with his arm and cane well above his head. I knew he was intending to hit her hard from behind… I rolled quickly towards him and kicked him hard in the elbow. He dropped the cane and Scarlett was safe. I didn’t know where I got the energy, and I had never been that quick before…

But the roll-and-kick used up my last degree of energy… I couldn’t move at all after that. Thankfully, Brian acted swiftly enough and didn’t allow him a second chance to strike my goddess and me. He stepped up and started fighting him. Scarlett had nothing to provide in the fight, the fight was so fierce and the fighters were so strong, that Scarlett wouldn’t make any bigger difference in the fight than a piece of stone in the roaring surges.

The energy left in Dionysus was not enough for him to use light beam anymore, but still enough to win a fistfight against a human, even though the human was kind of a fighting artist. Brian hadn’t lost the fight yet, but he looked certain to lose, it was just a matter of time.

But it didn’t matter to me at all, nor to my goddess Scarlett. I knew I was dying soon, but it still felt like the happiest moment in my life. Everyone would die sooner or later, but not everyone would have such good luck to die in the arms of his/her most loved one.

My nigga Brian surely didn’t want to die this soon. He still wanted to live so he could continue to be the badass he had always been, and the arrival of a truck kind of brought him the hope.

“F#ck yeah, nigga, knew you wouldn’t leave us behind, muthaf#cker!” Brian shouted towards the man who just stepped down from the truck, and yes, that was Irving.

The truck was carrying a huge freight, and the print of the freight suggested that it was from a zoo…

“Sorry I’m late because I was preparing a gift for Orpheus” He unlocked the freight as he spoke.

“C’mon nigga, you bought a zoo or something?” Brian was confused, but Orpheus was very delighted with the gift. He was so happy that he even started singing…

And a big hawk came out of the freight. The hawk flew straightly towards Dionysus, caught his shoulders with a pair of sharp claws and flew away…

The hawk disappeared in the darkness of horizon, and we knew we were safe now.

Orpheus seemed to have restored some energy, or the hawk just brought him some energy… he could move now. He walked to Scarlett, “It’s time to go now, back to the upper world.” he said.

“And thank you for giving me a home for so many years, brother.” He spoke to me, “I’m a soul and I couldn’t live in this world as a soul. You made everything possible… and I’m very sorry that I can’t save your life...”

“Or maybe you can take his soul to the ‘upper world’ so…” Irving meant to say “so my friend can stay with his goddess for ever” but he stopped halfway, because he realized that it was not the right thing to say in front of her husband, or her fiancé to be exact.

“No, sorry but the upper world won’t allow any human’s soul in.” Orpheus responded.

“But, there must be a way to save his life…” Scarlett, or Eurydice said, sobbingly.

“I’m sorry but there’s no feasible way to save his life, unless…” He stopped saying, but Eurydice seemed to have realized what he wanted to say. The appearance of Orpheus, or his soul had kind of rekindled some of her old memories…

She might have remembered that it was his fiancé, the man he loved so much before coming to the earth…

“I’m OK…” that was perhaps the first time I lied to a friend, and maybe the last time too… “I’m gon be fine, and wish you guys… be happy…” I struggled to say.

“Thank you” Orpheus said to me, then to Scarlett “and let’s go back to the upper world, Eurydice”

Eurydice agreed. She walked away with her fiancé, but still couldn’t stop looking back at me every few steps… While I was gazing at her all the time, her back, her hair, or her tearful face…

I could stop breathing anytime, but could not move my eyes away from her…

Suddenly, I vaguely saw that she was “falling down” on the ground, and that was the last scene I could remember… I completely lost consciousness, and I thought I was dead.

[Rogue]

Part VII — Reunion
Didn’t know how much time had passed, I came back to consciousness, and I didn’t even know where I was. It didn’t look like the heaven. I was lying in bed, probably in a hospital because everything was so white.

I started to remember something. I had been fatally wounded and about to die, but I could actually feel that I was still alive. My life was saved? I still had a hard time believing it.

I didn’t feel any pain in the right chest, which was strange enough. Even if my life was saved, the wound shouldn’t have been healed so soon anyway. I put my left hand on the right chest to check if the wound was still there… I didn’t find the wound, but something else that shocked me. My breast was so big and so soft, I checked the left side and it was pretty much the same…

I stood up and started looking for a mirror. I looked around and realized that I was receiving some VIP treatment, something I shouldn’t have been able to afford. I wouldn’t even believe it was a hospital if I hadn’t seen the medicines on the table. I found there was a private bathroom for me, so I rushed in and looked at the mirror, which shocked me even more…

I saw a familiar face in the mirror, which I had seen a million times on TV and websites, in movies and my album, a face that I would never feel bored of looking at… I saw Scarlett Johansson, she was also looking at me, and she looked just as shocked as I was... But it was just a mirror…

I looked down and found something abnormal. I saw some dark prints around my neck, shaped like fingers… The prints were kind of like a message that my goddess left to me, which told me everything…

She couldn’t let me die without doing anything… She strangled herself to death, so her soul could follow her fiancé to the upper world, while her body could be left on earth for me to use. She couldn’t cause any fatal damage to the body so she chose to kill herself that way, instead of using a knife or a sharp stone, but it was such a painful process… I couldn’t think about it anymore…

I got Scarlett, not just her body or the right to stay with her, I got everything of her. I got her beauty, as well as her wealth and her intelligence. But I felt little happiness… I felt that I was just living in a soulless body, a work of art which still looked beautiful but didn’t have life… Her soul was gone, so was mine.

I found my friends, Brian and Irving, and shared the story with them, and they were both moved to tears. Brian changed his attitude towards women and started to respect them, while Irving felt that he became the happiest man in the world because the world’s biggest beauty suddenly became a best friend of his. Irving sent love proposals to me a few times, but I declined him every time because I didn’t have the right to do anything with this body…

It was the body of my goddess and I had to take good care of it… I believed she would eventually return to me someday, and I was looking forward to that day, all the time.

One day, she actually came back to me. She came to my bedroom, no, it was her bedroom. I knew it could be a dream, like what happened countless times in the past, but even if it was a dream, I would like it to last as long as possible, I’d rather stay in it and never wake up…

But I still couldn’t help myself but looked at her left arm to check if I was really in a dream, and I was convinced it was a dream because I didn’t see the tattoo there.

“Scarlett, welcome home… I know it’s a dream but still…” I embraced her firmly in my arms. I just wanted to make sure I would never lose her again…

“It’s not a dream, Mark.” Scarlett said.

“Not a dream, but where’s the tattoo?” I asked, being confused

“Tattoo only belongs to the earthy world. In the perfect world, there’s no tattoos.”

“I thought you were gone with your fiancé, Orpheus…”

“He came back to the upper world. He entered it but I was denied because they didn’t allow any human’s soul in.”
“But I thought you were a goddess…”

“I became a human the moment I was sent to the earth”

“No, Scarlett, you’re a goddess in my mind. You’re my goddess, for ever…”

Our tears wetted each other’s face… After a few minutes of silence, I kind of remembered something.
“But you can’t live on the earth for too long, as a soul, right?” I asked

“Yup, so I hope you can allow me to lodge in your body so…”

“Scarlett, sure, it’s your body and I’m the lodger.”

“No, I want you to take control of the body, take control of everything because…” She said honestly.

“No, I really don’t know how to use it or how to handle everything… people don’t love me, they love you and they don’t just love your body or your beauty or something else, they love you…” I said insistently.

She accepted my suggestion, so the body and everything were given back to the real owner… but she attached a condition… She asked me to choose one part of her body to take control of, and I chose her right eye.

I was a big basketball fan but she didn’t have much interest in any sport, so that when she watched the prime time TV show or something, she could set another TV open for her “right eye” to watch basketball.

I can’t do anything myself anymore, nor do I want to… Everything she does is exactly what I want, and her happiness is my biggest pleasure. She likes people to come close to her heart, and I’m closer to her heart than anyone… I don’t feel no loneliness, because staying with her has always been my biggest satisfaction. I’m not only staying with her for two days, two years or the rest of our lifetime, I’m going to stay with her, for ever…

[InK]

Im not gonna pretend i read all this, but seriously wdf Rogue....you better copy pasted the shit out of this

[tlongII]

tl;dr

[Reck]

Damn nigga I didn't know this was going to be this long. lol

[Rogue]

Im not gonna pretend i read all this, but seriously wdf Rogue....you better copy pasted the shit out of this
only pussies and assholes do copy & paste shits.

[Suspect]

Rogue, you're being a real Mcasshole tbh

[Rogue]

I didn't write the story to entertain anyone else. I just wrote it to make myself feel good, it's kind of like a mental self-consolation for me. The obsession with my goddess rid me of a terrible habbit which I had held for 10+ years since my 8th grade, so I have to thank my goddess for making me a better person and encouraging me to live a life with optimism, no matter Scarlett herself knows it or not. She probably doesn't even know my existence, but it doesn't matter at all to me.

I guess if you're also a Scarlett Johansson fan, even if not to such a degree like me, you would bother to spend one hour or something reading at least parts of the story. Part II and Part VII are the highlights of this story, even if you don't have so much spare time to read the whole thing, I still suggest you read the Part II and Part VII. You must love that person very much to write a story like this, imho.

I have tons of free time presently (don't feel jealous) that's why I spent about a week something writing the story, no matter you find it boring or not, it was the only the 2nd time in my life that I wrote something with a length of more than 10,000 words (last time was my thesis for the bachelor's degree)

[Rogue]

final version released, download available


doc: http://www.4shared.com/office/3HUNCyqq/scarlett_johansson---_goddess_.html

pdf: http://www.4shared.com/office/Q2ZlYD5L/scarlett_johansson-_goddess_of.html


cover:

http://s24.postimg.org/81uzm5z1t/cover.jpg?noCache=1372215823

[Rogue]

Just get the format fixed to make shit easier to read.

[Jacob1983]

I know it's a troll but this obsession seems like it involves a lot of work. Why not just beat your meat to her bare butt or in that red swimsuit in Scoop?

[Katherine Robinson]

I pray she meets her demise so that the world may be purged of at least one stain of feces.

[Max Taber]

you need help man...i used to be gaga over JLH...but they get old...turn into whores....been around the block too many times. you'll get over it.

[Rogue]

thank you all for your consideration but I can assure you that I'm fine. In fact my "goddess" is just a spiritual symbol to me, something that weans me off those bad habits and helps me become a better person, and my goddess is NOT the Scarlett Johansson or anyone you know in the real world. She's just a perfect work of art that only exists in my own mind, and in yours as well if you genuinely appreciate my story and my unusual innovation behind it.

The real-life Scarlett is nothing more than a template, with which I designed and made my goddess. But if you give me someone like Scarlett in the real life, even if I wasn't a celibate, I would still not even consider her or any bitch alike. Having tattoos and being an avid smoker would automatically remove bitch's name from my interest list.

I aspire to being a badass writer (like my friends cully and kori) and this novel is an auspicious start imho. I'm still limited by my lack of knowledge about literaturer and writing skills, so I'm gonna attend grad school to work on this and I'm only going to be better rather than worse. I'm cautiously optimistic about my future.

[Rogue]

A brief abstract to introduce my story:




Abstract

This is a story about the origin, birth and growth of Scarlett Johansson and the ephemeral Platonic Romance between Scarlett and me. In this story, Scarlett is described as an illegitimate and foster daughter of Apollo’s, named Eurydice, who developed a love with her half-brother and also a son of Apollo’s whose name was Orpheus. They were blood related so Zeus couldn’t allow them to marry each other. As a punishment, he transformed Eurydice into a baby and dumped her to the earth, and the girl grew up to become the world’s most famous and most beautiful actress, known as Scarlett Johansson.

Orpheus followed his lover to the earth but couldn’t find her in the short term, so he decided to stay on the earth until he found his lover, then he would bring her back to the upper world as he intended. Orpheus had been killed by his uncle’s plot and he was already a soul. A soul couldn’t stay very long in our world but Orpheus managed to figure out a way, by lodging himself into a human’s body which would turn out to be mine. The soul of Orpheus might be the force that drove me and Scarlett close, but I refused to believe so.

Scarlett and I spent two days together and we both enjoyed our time, and our pleasure didn’t involve any carnal thing. The whole story of Scarlett and me was an exact Platonic type of romance.

But the pleasant things never last long. Scarlett was abducted by Orpheus’s uncle named Dionysus, who was also the culprit in the murder of Orpheus. He abducted Scarlett and held her as a hostage to lure Orpheus’s soul (lodging in my body at the time) into his trap.

I went there together with my friend Brian. I was fatally wounded, which enabled the soul of Orpheus to come out of my body. As Orpheus and Dionysus were fighting each other, Brain rescued Scarlett and set her free. Another friend of Brian’s and mine, Irving, arrived at the scene bringing a giant hawk, at a time when both Orpheus and Dionysus were nearly exhausted and out of magic power. Orpheus could control animals using his song, which Irving knew because he studied history during his college years. The hawk caught Dionysus and flew away, disappeared in the darkness of the night.
I was fatally wounded with no possibility of surviving, but Scarlett couldn’t let me die without doing anything. She strangled herself to death to leave her body on the earth for me to use, while her soul followed Orpheus to the upper world.

I got everything that Scarlett used to have, literally everything, but I felt little happiness. I expected the return of her every day and night, and finally she came back to me. Our souls shared the same body, I insistently asked her to take control of the body, she accepted but she also asked me to take control a part of the body, and I chose her right eye which’s why you often see her eyes looking in different directions.

[Buddy Mignon]

She's past her prime.

[Rogue]

She's only 28 and already past her prime? sure she's no longer the same thing as the 03' Charlotte but she's still damn gorgeous in a different way, with better maturity compensating for the loss of youth and innocence. She will look old someday but I'm still gonna appreciate her more than anything. I love her beauty but beauty is the least important thing I love about her, her charisma and personality are things that fascinate me most, things that will only grow stronger as age grows.

[Koolaid_Man]

You do realize I got her pussy and ass shots..I also have the pussy and ass shots of Jodi Arias and her anal hole looks much nicer than Scarlottes

[Rogue]

You do realize I got her pussy and ass shots..I also have the pussy and ass shots of Jodi Arias and her anal hole looks much nicer than Scarlottes
to quote the name of a song of hers - "Innocent when you dream"