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.

don't think you'll be his type

exclaimed and she

winked at me as well. Somehow, I am hurt because

near her ears that

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

not wondering anymore. As

have questions, my dear?"

that's all for today."

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

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

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

"Miss, here."

I lifted my head to

am in a hurry." I glanced at him

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

my hair down to the bigger part of my face

shoulders and started to walk away as he whistled. I can still

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

I haven't gotten his family name. I want to search him on facebook. At least, stalking him

for the other students to get their things or to put it here for a while as they go

problem now. How long could I hide from him when he's a regular student here? I feel like

of those part-time waitresses in a popular fast-food chain. I

brown khaki pants. I also wore a hairnet and a

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