A FATEFUL CHANCE

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.

I don't think you'll be his type so I agreed. I recommended you instead of those trying-hard girls."

and she laughed at my

harmless." She chuckled and winked at me as well. Somehow, I am hurt because of how she looked at me as if I am not

I whispered near

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

Arianne is beautiful and petite. She's fashionable and I am not wondering anymore. As a tourism student, she can handle

still have questions, my

I guess that's

If you don't have 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 am still thankful that Arianne is a bit friendly to me. I noticed she's comfortable with people whom she thought isn't

I looked at her as her hair swayed following how she walked. I sighed as I stood on my post. I am

endure it for my siblings and

"Miss, here."

the number 65 printed in number tags. I lifted my head to see

now? I am in a hurry." I glanced at him and I can see him looking at his wristwatch. I can feel that

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

part of my face as I look at the

started to walk away as he whistled. I can still smell his scent that

sighed with relief after I am sure that he's gone already. I am

I haven't gotten his family name. I want to search him on facebook. At least, stalking him there won't make me accountable for a

I am waiting for the other students to get their things or to

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

my last part-time job for today, as one of those part-time waitresses in a popular fast-food chain. I am thankful that somehow they are accepting students as their waiters or waitresses that

changed my uniform into the restaurant's standard collared-shirt uniform and brown khaki pants. I also wore a