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.

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

and she laughed at

"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

near her ears that she chuckled right away.

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

She's fashionable and I am not wondering anymore.

have questions, my

I guess that's all

questions, I will leave you here. Please go home 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 am still

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

have to endure it for my siblings and for

"Miss, here."

I smiled as I looked at the number 65 printed in number tags. I lifted my head to see who it

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

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

I let my hair down to the bigger part of

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

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

that I haven't gotten his family name. I want to search him on facebook.

counter 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.

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

to go to 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

restaurant's standard collared-shirt uniform and brown khaki pants.