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.

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

I exclaimed and

"Please? 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 all.

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

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

and I am not wondering anymore. As a tourism student, she can handle herself

have questions, my dear?"

"Nope. I guess that's all for today."

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

her as her hair swayed following how she walked. I sighed as I stood on my post. I am now assigned at the library baggage counter.

bit lonely but I have to endure it for my siblings and

here."

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

hurry." I glanced at him and I can see him looking at his wristwatch. I can feel that he's getting impatient.

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

to the bigger part of my

as he whistled. I can still

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

family name. I want to search him on facebook. At least, stalking him

table as I am waiting for the other students to get their things or to put it here for a while as they go inside the library.

here? I feel like having an unwanted shadow whenever

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 them at

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