|| Chapter One ||

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"Good morning, Grandpa!" Grandpa chuckled upon letting me go from our hug as I ran to where Grandma is. "Good morning Grandma!" I gave her a kiss on both cheeks.

"Good morning, dear." She yawned and roamed her eyes around, until her eyes landed on the table. "You made us breakfast?" She asked as she sat in a chair. Grandpa held my hand as I assisted him to a chair where he could sit.

"Yep." I answered cheerfully. I went to the fridge to get the milk. I went back to the table to pour milk to their glasses. "I figured you two would wake up late because you just arrived from your business trip so, I made you two some breakfast." I placed a plate full of bacons and eggs infront of them. "Delicious bacons and eggs for the two fined...old yet wonderful people!" I kissed my fingers and held it up high. "Voila!" Grandpa stared at me oddly, a little amused by what I just said.

"I was never old. I was just gifted with these wrinkles and extra bag of skin under my arms because I was so damned hot that no one could ever passed the criteria of being hot except for me." Grandma then slapped his arm as I left them two at the table laughing.

I went to our front door and opened it. "Max!" I was surprised when Max was outside carrying newspaper with the use of his mouth.

"Good boy." I opened the door wide for him to get in. Max went to Grandpa to give him his daily newspaper. Grandpa then grabbed the newspaper from Max's mouth.

I went back to the kitchen and prepared food for Max. I set the bowl down as Max hungrily ate his breakfast.

"Oh dear, Max really likes to pee on my newspaper before giving it to me." I heard Grandpa sighed. I laughed as I sat down with them.

"Sorry Grandpa, I didn't know he peed on it." Grandpa laughed and shook his head.

"Lale, how was school when we were away?" Grandma asked as she took a sip of her glass of milk. She stared at the glass for a little while before smiling unto nothing in particular. Well, she just realized that it's her favorite milk she's drinking.

I smiled, "School's great Grandma."

I heard Granpa scoffed, right after he ate his bacon. "Because his boyfriend-"

"Grandpa! He's just a friend," I know Grandpa is referring to William. William is my friend at school. We've been friends since I moved to the school where he was attending. He's very nice and very caring, he has his way of making me laugh. But the thought of him being my boyfriend, never really crossed my mind. I mean, he's cute and handsome, but he's not really my type. I only see him as a friend.

"Yeah, a friend." He looked at me, surely not convinced. "Let's see." Grandma laughed at Grandpa's behavior.

"Oh dear, who was that boy again?" I diverted my gaze to Grandma and smiled.

"William Stewart," I answered as I brought my plate to the sink.

"A beautiful name for a fine young man," I smiled at Grandma's compliment about William.
I agree.

"That's a horrible name," Grandpa had this disgusted look on his face. I chuckled at Grandpa's weird attitude whenever we talk about William.

"So you think yours is beautiful?" Grandma teased Grandpa. Grandpa gave us his confident smile.

"Of course, John is quite a famous name actually." Grandma and I laughed.

"Please, enlighten us."

"The son of Henry the II and Eleanor of Aquitaine was named John. The name of the six kings of Portugal was John. And there's St. John-"

"Okay, okay. You're--Oh! I have to go." They both stood up and walked me to the door.

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