self-improvement projects.
“When did you have time to see the country side?” Tia inquires, taking a sip of champagne.
“I grew up in Vetus,” he states, “not far from Maior, actually.”
Tia is surprised by his response. “How did you end up in Novo, then?”
“I enjoy traveling. It amazes me how similar this planet is to Earth. In my spare time I study the history of Earth and discovered that a majority of our culture is modeled after it. Such a tragic story, planet Earth, however it is worth the research if you ever get the chance.” He takes his last bite and wipes his mouth. “That was delicious. The cooks in this hotel have a special talent.”
“It was very good,” she repeats, finishing her meal as well. Her mind is still fixed on the fascinating idea of him growing up so close to her home. “What’s your favorite place that you travelled to?”
“Hmm, I would have to say the northern region of Otium.” He leans back in his chair, appearing relaxed as always. “There is a section of untouched land, with miles of forest. The color of the grass there has a hint of blue, enough that when you are standing far away, it resembles the ocean. The leaves on the white trees, are the same blue, and when the fog settles in, it’s a breath taking sight.”
“It sounds amazing.” Tia finds her chin resting on her hand, her elbow glued to the table. She remembers Mina’s parents advising her and Mina, once, that manners dictate, it is not polite to place your elbows on a table, during dinner. Tia quickly retracts it and sits up like a lady.
Mr. Leporem grabs the bottle of champagne and tops off both of their glasses.
“Are you enjoying the champagne, Tia?” She smiles as he voices her name.
“I like it. First time having champagne, actually.” Her face now pink.
“I guess I did not need to stress over what brand to buy.” For the first time, he appears nervous. Tia wonders what his plan is next.
“Why did you ask me to dinner tonight?” she finally inquires. He eyes her for a moment and smiles, as if he holds a secret.
“You interest me.” He sips his champagne.
“How so?” Tia pries. “I’m pretty ordinary. I mean, if you want to know about me. I grew up in a poor family, without my mother, mind you. Who, god forbid, anyone would tell me anything about. Some huge secret who she is, was, would have been if she stayed in my life long enough for me to figure it out.
“No one in school liked me, except this boy, who is my best friend. Well, was my best friend until he hit on me, and I don’t know what what to tell him. How can I get close to anyone right now, knowing full well I don’t have a choice in my fate. No one has a choice in their life except the damn humans. No offense.” Mr. Leporem nods as Tia continues.
“I never had a choice in my activities outside of school, because I had to prepare myself for one god damned event that determines the rest of my existence!” Tia exhales, exhausted from her rant. Then, swallows the rest of the champagne. Her body, now feeling lighter than before, quivers at the fear of his response to her outburst.
Mr. Leporem just smirks and says, “See. Interesting.”
Tia begins to chuckle. Out of nerves or because of the alcohol, she is not sure. A fit of laughter takes her over.
“I never realized I was such a riot,” Mr. Leporem remarks.
“You aren’t. No worries.” She continues to laugh. “Least humorous human being, actually.”
“You are full of complements this evening, Tia.”
She takes a deep breath, her ribs aching. “You know how to show a girl a good time, Javan.”
“What did you call me?” he questions, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh,” she straightens up, “sorry, Mr. Leporem.”
“No,” he grins. “I like the way you say it. Just not in front of the other officials, or candidates. Understand?”
Tia nods, unsure of what is going on. Why is he okay with me calling him that? Why am I even here? Before she can