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.

you, well, aside from you, being a trustworthy friend, I don't think you'll be his

crazy!" I exclaimed and she

Take 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 not desirable at

in a relationship?" I whispered near her ears that she chuckled

the moment but don't you worry. It will be sooner than

She's fashionable and I am not wondering anymore. As a

"Do you still have questions, my dear?"

I guess that's all for today."

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 a threat to

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

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

"Miss, here."

number tags. I lifted my head to see who it was,

"Miss? Can you give me my backpack now? I am in a hurry." I glanced at him and I can see him looking at his wristwatch. I

much as possible. I found

bigger part of

as he whistled. I can still smell his scent that seemed to stick on my

am sure that he's gone already. I am happy that somehow he's not interested in looking at my face.

just 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 for

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

I have a problem now. How long could I hide from him when he's a regular student here? I feel like having an unwanted shadow whenever our paths will cross. Can I avoid

one of those part-time waitresses in a popular fast-food chain. I am thankful that somehow they are accepting students as their

and brown khaki pants. I also wore a hairnet and

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