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Rose, the girl who loved troubles
Rose, the girl who loved troubles
Rose, the girl who loved troubles
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Rose, the girl who loved troubles

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Rose is working for a movie studio in Hollywood. Her life is full of dreams but also full of deceptions. She is a nice girl, maybe a little bit too nice. She can't say no to people, that's why she gets into troubles. She also wants to help everybody which gets her into more troubles.
Fortunately, she can count on her best friends to take care of her. But, Rose needs to be on her own. She must if she wants to built her own life.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 27, 2018
ISBN9782322106400
Rose, the girl who loved troubles
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Benjamin Merlet

Benjamin Merlet is French and he is a young english teacher. He is passionate about his job and his stories. There is nothing more he wants than to entertain people, to give them a nice story to read, some laughs and some tears. His stories are vivid, with little breaks and they are about ordinary people carrying their flaws and their hopes and dreams..

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    Rose, the girl who loved troubles - Benjamin Merlet

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    1 a.m. - a bar

    My first encounter with a transgender.

    Well, I guess I should introduce myself but hum, I prefer to jump straight into the facts. Right now, I am interviewing a transgender. The weird thing is that I’m not a reporter, I work for a movie studio. I dream to be a writer and, on the paper, I’m on the writer team, but I only do researches. A guy shows up with an idea, a cool t-shirt and a geeky face and says something like "I was going deep down inside my thoughts yesterday (which means: I was masturbating watching animated porn in my apartment) when this idea just appeared right in front of me, like a gesture from God, you know (which means: and I was high).

    So, basically, this guy wants to do a drama about a man who wanted to become a woman his entire life and he has decided to start the process. As I’m not a screenwriter, my job is to go outside and meet some transgenders, getting to know them, their stories, the all package and to make notes about it.

    And here I am, ordering a Manhattan in a flashy, pinky bar at midnight, trying to make eye contact with one of these beautiful creatures. It’s hard because everyone here can see that I am the actual alien, they can smell my fear and awkwardness. They know I don’t belong here, but what they do not know is my intentions. Am I a nice lost gentle girl who came to the wrong address for her date? Am I some weirdo who wants to make an article for a blog called inside the human adventure? Or, this is the last one, am I someone who wants to join their side and tonight is the night when I finally decide to show up and face the fact that I don’t want to be a girl anymore, because deep down, I always have been a man.

    Well, for the moment I don’t really know to whom I can talk to. They all look at me suspiciously, even the bartender. There is no slice of lemon on my cocktail but there is one on the other’s customer’s drinks. I guess that means: go away, you’re not welcome here. But I don’t have the choice, I have a mission, something important to do, this is my job, and it is my job to convince them that my intentions are good and honest. I’m not here to assist to a freak show or to hold a Bible to their faces. No. I even recognize that their lives at this moment are better than mine, because they had the courage to be their true-selves and not pretending to slide gently into the schemes of society. Those ladies have balls, or whatever.

    Oh my god! Oh shit. Shit shit shit. Someone’s coming over. What should I do? Should I pretend to be cool, relax, at ease? Should I put on a happy and welcoming face? Pull yourself together woman for Christ’s sake!

    - Hey! (fuck, why did I say Hey! with this big stupid smile?)

    - What are you doing here? (and she is not smiling… She is not even showing the smallest expression of kindness. Nothing. Just a blank face staring at me, making strong eyes contact, leaving me no possibility to escape or to back up with little proud).

    - Hi! Well (would you stop smiling without any plausible reason!)… hum… I had a hard day at work so I needed a drink badly, you know what that is, stress and… (what I am doing with my face, am I Jim Carrey or what? Am I doing impressions?)

    - Cut the shit. I know why you’re here. (her voice is solid, steady as a rock)

    - You do? (I am the worst poker player right now!)

    - Yeah, this is obvious. I see it instantly, your shape, your bone structure.

    - Wh…What about it? (ok, now I’m just confused… and I look like a woman that just spent two hours on a hard puzzle without finding the solution)

    - Come on. You want to be a man. You already have the body, a little bit angular and your shoulders.

    - No I don’t! And… What? (and now I’ve got my crazy bitch voice coming)

    - Don’t get me wrong. I’m sure you’ll be a very handsome man.

    - But no. No. No, no, no, no. I like being a woman. I would never do something like that to myself. God no! (why did you say it with disgust… to a transgender!)

    Superb Rose! You are doing very well! You were right, I don’t need to tell the story, you are doing just fine! I love it! Keep talking like that to her and soon you’ll be killed by an entire bar of trans.

    You fu… No, no. I am not letting myself go wild. I can control my emotions and give to this dialogue a proper direction. All I need is to apologize to this nice and beautiful lady and you’ll see, I will make her tell me her all life and I will enter gloriously into my boss’ office tomorrow morning! Wait and see my friend.

    I’m dying of impatience.

    - Oh no. This is not what I meant. I think you’re terrific, amazing body and everything…

    - So… You like me, is that it?

    - No. I’m not… You’re not… (this is a nightmare!)

    - Well what? (she’s getting upset and I will end up punched in the face by a transgender, nice work.)

    - You are a beautiful woman and everything, but I am straight ok?

    - …

    - Listen, we just make a bad start here and I want to tell you why I’m here ok?

    - OK… (she looked at me suspiciously and she is moving a little backward as if I was carrying some disease. If there’s one, it’s stupidity right now!)

    - Why don’t we just give this conversation a new start. Hi. May I buy you a drink? (and now that I have all my senses, I propose a handshake and she accept it). I didn’t even ask your name.

    - Mila.

    - Beautiful name. Beautiful.

    - What’s yours?

    - My name? (Can you stop being so nervous! She is not going to bite you and remember, you have a job to do) It’s Rose.

    - Very girly.

    - You could say that I guess, and it’s not coming from the film Titanic, even if I could easily put my hand on a nice Jack!

    - Oh, me too.

    - Good! Good. See, we have something in common!

    - I would not go that far. So, what’s your business? I can tell this is your first time here, maybe your first time talking to somebody like me.

    - That is correct. I’m here for work to be honest.

    - Work? Tell me more but before that, I need a drink baby. (to the bartender) Can you get me an old fashioned? Thanks darling. You want something?

    - I’ll have a Manhattan.

    - And a Manhattan for the lady. (to me) Go ahead now.

    - Well, you see, I work for a movie studio, I’m in the writer’s team and my job is to do research for the team. Right now, we are working on a new project…

    - Let me guess, you’re here to study the transgenders, you’re like an

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