The Feisty Flower!!

4) The Anaconda-Tamer

Hello to all my dear 'generous' readers!!

Firstly, I would like to make things clear to all of you before you start reading..

Lizzie's world means all she sees, thinks & it's simply her point of view. Similarly Alan's (our hero's) world stands for his own thoughts. And all italics in the story, means their respective thoughts.

Likewise it holds good for any other person's world I mention.. I think now everything is clear..:)

..^o^.. ß this symbol means the end of a particular scene. So,

No confusions right..?? I hope so! :P Thank you :) happy reading :)

I dedicate this chap to Ramses for her wonderful reviews thanks a ton girl:)

Love yu tons XO

**language-lover**

Alan's world (or what all Alan does & thinks..)

I am home with a boiling temper from that- Big-Ben University. I haven't had such an outburst for years, really. Oh sh!t! I shouldn't even have one because I don't do that ever!

I even had to use underhanded methods like threatening her professors that I could always do something about their accreditation or whatever from wherever they got it uhmph! What the hell why did I do it that way??!I should've gone mad for sure.

'But, that girl drove me crazy, of-guard and fvcking insane ughh!', I think to myself. She was bold enough to talk-back to me. So, I gave her back the right blow. "You deserve it you rude Back-talker", I say standing draped in a white towel, before my bathroom mirror.

"You are going to a get a good chunk of my mind in these 30 days ha! It's going to be a wonderful sight to see you- the little frowness heed and bend to my commands", I chuckle. Wait 'little' is not reaallyyy what she is! Sh!t she's feisty, tall and attractive exactly like her- like how the cheese on a trap is, to a rat deliciously deadly.. Yes she is!

"Woah Alan! When did you become cheesy enough as this what? 'the cheese on a trap??!' Gross ugh! and Whaaat? That stranger girl does not resemble her. Certainly not! There is something truly wrong with your eyes man, I swear. She definitely looks 'not hot and never like her' to them, You got it?", my inner self confronts and confuses me.

Yes! No one can become as special as her to me. Never in this birth at least..

God! I have to get this disturbing bizarre architect girl's thoughts out of me, I think, splashing cold water on my face. For the next 15 minutes, I take a warm bath in my rainfall shower that causes my whole grey floral-patterned wall tiles to form dew drops, all over them.

Yes, I live in a pent-house at the 32nd floor of a 35-storeyed building in Sunnyvale, a few blocks away from my office. I have this fully furnished house all for myself- alone whereas my parents live in San Francisco taking care of our no, their own business. They care only for their own fvcking rich selves... So do, I.

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I wake up from my bed exactly at 5:30 am in the morning, exactly the way how I had slept last night. Yes, I am a calm sleeper - a perfectionist every way! I made myself like that.

There I go, doing my usual- exercise in my gym upstairs for 50 minutes, take a refreshing shower for 15 minutes and put on my plain flannel shirt, ever grey/ black suit and some never flashy tie in exactly 8 minutes. Yeah, I am a time freak.