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.

friend, I don't think you'll be his type so I agreed.

you're crazy!" I exclaimed and she laughed

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

I whispered near her ears that she chuckled right away.

be sooner than

am not wondering anymore. As a tourism

questions, my dear?"

guess that's all for

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

swayed following how she walked. I sighed as I stood on

I have to endure it for my siblings and for our mom as well.

"Miss, here."

the number 65 printed in number tags. I lifted my head to see who it was, I turned my back

him and I can see him looking at his wristwatch. I can feel that he's

number tag as I avoided my gaze on him as much as possible. I found the 65th slot box and placed

my hair down to the bigger part of my face as

"Thanks." He grabbed it and put it on his shoulders and started to walk away as he whistled. I can still

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

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

elbows on the counter table as I am waiting for the other students to get their things or

when he's a regular student here? I feel like having an unwanted shadow whenever our paths will

and it is already 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 chain. I am thankful that somehow they are accepting students as their waiters or waitresses that could work for

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

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