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.

reason I also recommended you, well, aside from you, being a trustworthy friend, I don't think you'll be his type so I agreed.

Gosh, you're crazy!" I exclaimed and

harmless." She chuckled and winked at me as well. Somehow, I am hurt because of how she

whispered near her ears that she

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

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

questions, my dear?"

I guess that's

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

walked. I sighed as I stood on my post. I am now

endure it for my

here."

as I looked at the number 65 printed in number tags. I lifted my head to see who it was, I turned my back right away.

you give me my backpack now? I am in a hurry." I glanced at him and I can

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

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

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

gone already. I am

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

I put my hands on my cheek as I put my elbows on the counter table as I am waiting for the other students to get their things or to put it here for a while as they

think 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.

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

collared-shirt uniform and brown khaki pants. I also wore a hairnet and a visor too.