The Rare Ones

*11*

Anyeong!!!

This is kinda like the part 2 of the last chapter.

So...we'll get to see what happened at the beach in Chetachi's POV.

Are you ready?

Let's get it!

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"Just the two of us;
building castles in the sky."
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-Grover Washington ~Bill Withers
(Just the two of us)

Chetachi

"PHINEAS ASKED YOU ON A DATE?!"Beryl yelled as soon as I spilled the gist to her and Deja.

"He asked me to hang out, you this girl, and you don't have to tell the whole world, na!" I said, throwing a pillow at her.

"Enhen?Date and hang out, i it not the same thing? Be there deceiving yourself," she retorted.

I rolled my eyes.

"Besides," Beryl continued, "when did you two become close? And how come I didn't notice?"

She nudged Deja. "Did you know?"

The doe-eyed girl smirked. "I had my suspicions,but I wasn't really sure."

"Oh, come on, you guys!" I protested."We're just friends."

Beryl snorted. "Remind me to say that in my speech at your wedding!"

I picked up another pillow and launcher it at her.

"Chetachi and Phineas, sitting in a tree....." Deja began in a sing-song voice.

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" she and Beryl completed.

Haew!

God, You see Your children?

"I need to go shower and dress up," I said, pushing myself off the couch in my room.

"Yes o! You must look good for this thing, mehn," Deja said, flashing me a huge smile.

I stepped into the bathroom and came out minutes later, freshly scrubbed.

"What are you wearing?" Beryl asked.

"I dunno.... something super simple, I guess."

I slipped into a black sweatshirt and sweatpants.

"How 'bout this?" I asked.

Deja looked me up and down critically, like she was a judge on Nigeria's Next Top Model or something.

Then she shook her head.

I frowned."Isn't this good?"

"It....it is....but, I mean, all black on a first date? It's not someone's burial, Cheta."

Beryl nodded and popped her bubblegum.

"I like black and IT IS NOT A DATE!"

"Why not wear something with a bit more...color," Deja offered.