She
casually strides towards her balcony, overlooking the sea while licking her
teaspoon clean from her favourite pralines and cream ice cream that she is having
on that rainy day. LOUDs electrictaiko album is playing on the background – the
sound of the Japanese drumming mixed with electric guitar seems to complement
the droplets sounds of rain outside.

 Hmm the
rainy days is getting more violent she thought to herself as a loud thunder
rolls. It was her day off and usually she would not even think spending a day
home doing nothing at all even on a rainy day. She likes her days to be fully
booked from morning to evening though shes still a second year double major
arts and culture studies/interactive arts and technology student at Simon Fraser University. Today is different, she just want the
rolls of thunder and the sound of rain to be her company. She found it
soothing.

 Her
thoughts wandered to that night, where she first met the girl that has been
haunting her dreams for the past month. The honey blonde hair, white creamy
skin, soft hands, her in-charge demeanour and the clothes that fits her curves
perfectly but mostly her smile and good nature.

 —

 It was an
opening night for the New Forms Festival at the Roundhouse Community Centre. It
was a festival for New Media Arts, which is fairly new. This year was only the
third year. A good opportunity for her to get in touch with the artists,
checking out their latest work as well as networking with other people since
shes fairly new to Vancouver. She was in charge for the photo shoot that night
and she was running a little late. She didnt expect the traffic would be
congested. To make her evening worse, parking was hard to find.

 Entering
the building, the heavy wooden door towards the exhibition hall was half closed
while the other half was still chained. She poked her head around to find if
there was anyone that knew what was going on.

 I am
looking for the venue manager she said to the oriental girl.

 Oh, shes
right over there, by the projector beside the fire exit. The girl pointed
towards the computer right across the room.

Okay,
thanks. She smiled to the girl and begun to walk away towards the venue
manager. It was about an hour before the event started and the site seemed to
be far from prepared. Everyone was flailing about the room, making sure that
the equipments were set up and secured; the labels were set up and the
refreshments were prepared.