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.

friend, I don't think you'll be his type so I agreed.

and she

well. Somehow, I am hurt because of how she looked at me as if I am not desirable

both in a relationship?" I whispered near her ears that she chuckled right away.

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

wondering anymore. As a

you still have questions, my dear?"

"Nope. I guess that's all

7:00-9:00PM. I nodded and smiled in a very awkward way. I am still

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

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

here."

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

hurry." I glanced at him and I can see him looking at

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

my hair down to the bigger part of my face

as he whistled.

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

So his name is Andrew. It's just sad that I haven't gotten his family name. I want to search him on facebook. At least, stalking him

counter table as I am waiting for the other students

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

7:00PM. I got ready 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 them at least a

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

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