Oh man, I've really screwed up big this time. Tomorrow is my sister's wedding and I just missed the last train to Carney, no wait correction, the only train to Carney. In case you're wondering where on that is, it's a village in Menominee County of the U.S. state of Michigan, with a population of merely 225. Leave it to my sister to find the perfectly hidden place for her wedding . I'm not saying I'm not happy for her, of course I am, but being the uniquely weird person that she is, she chose a village called Carney which is more than a thousand miles away from Houston. All of our family members and distant relatives had already arrived there last week by air. That leaves me, I guess there's nothing I can do.
Honestly, it's not even my fault. I mean it's not my problem that my autocratic boss didn't give me a leave for my sister's wedding, I had quit my job. All thanks to my sister, who would just not listen to any excuse, her emotional blackmailing was one of the reasons why I took such a drastic measure. Besides, I was also getting sick of that job, I was working part time in an architectural firm while studying in texas A &M uni. But my semester had just ended and I had holidays, so I was really hyped up about my sister's wedding.
"hey listen..." some one asked me. I jumped back startled and looked up.
It was a guy who looked like he was eighteen, had black hair with blue highlights and bangs that perfectly fell above his eyes. He had the most gorgeous blue eyes I had ever seen, a mixture of navy blue and gray. Wearing a black cap under his grey hoodie and black baggie jeans, he had the typical skater boy look.
'I think this belongs to you'
He handed me something that looked like a small black diary.
to be continued
to be continued