Lost love

Katty's Jealousy

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Kenneth's POV
  No hope. I have no hope of making Rebecca Rutherford fall for me. I'll loose Katty again for sure. Why is my life so cruel?

      "Dude! I have an idea to make Rebecca fall for you!", Harry shouted, emirging from my door. "What is it dude?"

"She's a tough girl, but I know just what to do. According to my knowledge about ladies, there are 5 kinds of ladies. First, the nerd ones. They love books, learning and other boring stuff. Second are the kind, sweet hearted ones. They are all rainbows & sunshines. Third are the bad girls. Fourth, the normal girls. They're not interested in cool, handsome looking guys like us. And fifth are the rich, cool girls. They are the complete opposite of the normal ones. I think Rebecca belongs to the normal ones."

"So, what can we do??"

"Just get close to her and ask her of her 'dream man'."

"Fine. How can I get close to her if she hates me?"

"That's all up to you dude. Good luck!", and with that, he left. How can I get close to her?
Rebecca's POV
    I was seating under a tree listening to a music when someone approached me. "Hey. Mind if I join you?"

"No.", I directly answered. He was the boy I bumped into. I hate him now. "Why not?"

"Because I don't want to."

"But how can you say no to a handsome man like me?", he said, batting his eyes at me. "Get lost!"

"Geez! Sorry. Here. I'm here to give you this."
   He gave me flowers. Attached to it is a letter. "What's this?"

"Isn't it obvious? It's flowers with a letter attached to it."

"No. What I mean is why are you giving this to me?"

"Oh. Just read the letter first. I'll say something to you tomorrow. Meet me at your locker. Bye Rebecca!"
   Huh?! How did he know my name? Strange.
    I read the letter. It says..
  Hey! These are all for you. Look, I am so sorry about what happened yesterday. I was out of my mind that day. Can we be friends? These flowers are a token of my gratitude. Oh yeah! You were the girl I bumped into, right?  Sorry about that. I'm in a hurry. And that kiss was a 'sorry kiss'. Nothing special about it. Anyway, hope you like it! ~Kenn
   Maybe he is a good man. Maybe.
   *******NEXT MORNING*******
   I waited for that Kenn at my locker. Finally, he arrived. "Hey. Didn't expect you to actually show up."

"Make it quick!"

"Alright! Are you always this cranky? Anyway, I was wondering if we can meet at McDonalds later at 4 o'clock pm."

"Why should I do that?"

"Because I want to be your friend. I want to get close to you."

"Why?"

"Do you always have so many questions?"

"Whatever. I'm not even coming."

"What! Why?"

"Because I don't want to. And I'm never going out with you."

"It's not a date! Mark my words, Rebecca Rutherford. I will make you go to McDonald's!"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Anyway, how did you know my name?"

"A friend told me."

"What's the name of your friend?"