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.

reason I also recommended you, well, aside from you, being a trustworthy friend, I don't think you'll

and

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.

whispered near her

be sooner

petite. She's fashionable and I am not wondering

you still have questions, my

"Nope. I guess that's

by 7:00 PM. Kelly 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

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

It's a bit lonely but I have to endure it for

here."

printed in number tags. I lifted my head to see

at him and I can see him looking at his wristwatch. I can

tag as I avoided my gaze on him as much as possible.

let my hair down to the bigger part of my face as

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

I am happy that somehow he's not interested in looking at my

his family name. I want to search him

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

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

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 them at least a minimum of two hours per day.

uniform and brown khaki pants.

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