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.

think you'll be his type so I agreed.

you're crazy!" I exclaimed and she

good care of him. Don't worry, he's harmless." She chuckled and winked at me as well. Somehow, I am hurt because of how she looked at me as if I am

"Are you both in a relationship?" I whispered near her ears that she

moment but don't you worry. It will be sooner than you expect." She replied as she winked

not wondering anymore. As a tourism student, she can

"Do you still have questions, my

"Nope. I guess that's all

I nodded and smiled in a very awkward way. I am still thankful that Arianne is a bit friendly to me. I noticed she's comfortable with people whom she thought isn't a

her as her hair swayed following how she walked. I sighed as I stood

It's a bit lonely but I have to endure it for my siblings and for our mom as

"Miss, here."

tags. I lifted my head to see

glanced at him and I can see him looking

my gaze on him as much as possible. I found the 65th slot box and placed his heavy backpack on the

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

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

that he's gone already. I am happy that somehow he's not interested in looking

gotten his family name. I want to search him on facebook. At

waiting for the other students to get

from him when he's a regular student here? I feel like having an

waitresses in a popular fast-food chain. I am thankful that

collared-shirt uniform and brown khaki

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