A FATEFUL CHANCE

CHAPTER 8: SOMEONE SPECIAL

She's almost speechless. Arianne looked at Deandra, confused and amused at the same time.

"You know what, Deandra, as I observe you looking at Andrew, it's like you're seeing a ghost. What happened?"

"Well, don't mingle with guys. The reason is that, I am too shy to even look at any male available around me."

"Oh I see. Don't worry. Andrew is nice and friendly. He's popular here among girls because he's really studious." She giggled as she tapped my arm with his hand.

'Oh, so his name is Andrew...' I kept these words to myself.

I nodded in awe as I listened to Arianne.

"Well, I don't see you as a threat," Arianne added while looking at me from head to toe while grinning. What was she even thinking about?

"...so I allow you to talk to him. Please get used to his presence."

"What do you mean, 'get used to his presence?"

"Well, he's a daily visitor here in the school library. He loves studying more than anything, you know."

"Oh, that's why."

"That is one of the reasons why I wanted to be assigned here because he's only mine and mine alone." She said as she winked.

don't think you'll be his type

and she laughed

at me as well. Somehow, I am hurt because of how she looked at me as

"Are you both in a relationship?" I whispered near

don't you worry. It will be sooner than you expect." She replied

wondering anymore. As a tourism student, she can handle herself very well.

"Do you still have questions, my

I guess that's all for today."

questions, I will leave you here. Please go home by 7:00 PM. Kelly will still have her duty until the end of this week at 7:00-9:00PM. I nodded and smiled in a very awkward way. I

hair swayed following how she walked. I sighed as I stood on my post. I am now assigned at the library baggage counter.

endure it for my siblings and for our

here."

number tags. I lifted my head to see who it was, I turned my back right away.

at him and I can see him looking at

as possible. I found the 65th slot box and placed

let my hair down to the bigger part of my face as I look at

it on his shoulders and started to walk away as he whistled. I can still smell his scent that seemed to stick on

I am happy that somehow he's not

So his name is Andrew. It's just sad that I haven't gotten his family name. I want to search him on facebook. At least, stalking him there

cheek as I put my elbows on the counter table as I am waiting for the other students

here? I feel like having an unwanted

7:00PM. I got ready to go to my last part-time job for today, as one of those part-time waitresses in a popular fast-food

brown khaki pants. I

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