|Chapter 63: Starting to court

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Monday! Every normal person will feel exhausted thinking about what possibly may happen during this day, but I guess I'm not normal anymore! Adrenaline is in my system even though I'm not taking any drugs or vitamins, nope! But except for medication that the doctor recommended for my fast recovery.

I just feel the goofiness in me- especially when you are looking forward to meeting the very person who can lighten your day, I know am playing so stubborn... but I am enjoying being chased like anyone will say 'we should slow down everything' but deeper inside you just want to feel how long it takes for someone to get you, the longer time that person can wait is the measured value of how your worth for them, I know it's so stupid but that's logical.

I am smiling in the mirror at 5:47 in the morning, sounds like I'm insane, just for you to know before you fall in love make sure to think first about how far can your sanity hold when that person you love will make you go crazy. I just can't help myself but giggle at all things that happened, who could tell before that after 8 months of meeting a smoking Hot but the cold-hearted teacher will be a roller coaster ride of an experience, It's butterflies under the sun and rainbow, It's a warmth reflect by summer and mellow breeze, but I know that's not the only weather of the year, same as it is not always joy and excitement when you enter the kingdom of love, ehrm! Excuse my twee-ted-talk moment, but...for me, Love is when you're willing to become a warrior for whom you are besotted, you should fight for something you love, especially for someone you love.

"Jeez, you're so damn in Love" My father snap me out from my daydreaming as he is now early preparing for his work, he open the bathroom Door entering the shower "But I-" he cut me off "If you're not staring like a damn stranger who just got to see Angelina Jolie then you can have the chance to take a shower first" his voice muffled as he is starting the shower humming an unrecognizable song like a half-wit "Well, Good Morning Father" I sarcastically shut the door and go to my room and choose an outfit to wear, and sure that I am planning to impress someone.

Going early to the school is refreshing; the air is cool as the sun is beaming, and the hallway is not packed yet so getting my items from my locker is not that hard, some freshman is running to their friends, and seniors are mingling with their peers or submitting their unaccomplished project to their teachers, other is completing the signatures on their clearance, juniors are doing the same, some teachers are already in their room preparing their items for God knows what kind of activity, others is just making coffee and doing an early check to their files and forms.

Witnessing this early in the morning seems so feel original, I take a seat at one table in the canteen, this makes me feel like an invisible kind whose job is to report this happening. A familiar scent swoosh under my nose then a big cup of Starbucks is suddenly placed by a familiar hand in front of me, my brows almost meet my hairline confounded by this, I look up only to see the goddess itself walk past me gracing my shoulder and leave swaying her hips sexily, Damn!! My day is COMPLETE!!! I then look around to see no one is paying attention and observe the cup like it surprisingly appeared with a note stuck on it, I read it and smile at the message, Oh gloriaaaa! bloody Butterflies early in the morning!!!

Good morning Love,

I want to start your day in a good mood,

So don't cut out a class, and do your great.

-reserve for you, Paissy

And of course, I am giggling alone; I taste the liquid and impress to know that it got my favorite flavour!! Aghh! I Love Her, I grab my phone and take a picture with myself holding the cup near my face with pouty lips and send it to her

Mine: Thank you, you remember my favorite x *picture attaché*

I did not expect her to reply immediately, so I am now smiling like an idiot itself

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