Red's Desire - Sweet Glances Ver.

Chapter 8

"I was not expecting you two to act like that but alright... When is he asking you to be his?" Blanche stood up, her words made Alleya's face turn red, and she followed Blanche. As they walk on the side of the road, Alleya's gaze roamed around the place. Most buildings were painted white while the doors were colored in different shades of colors, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, "Blanche, where are we going?" She said in a soft tone, Blanche glanced at her, "We're going to an antique shop." "Antique shop?!" Alleya's eyes shined in excitement as those two words reached her ears. "Yeah, since we need to buy another tea set for the club. I swear, Nemo is such a tea addict."

"Like Sia?"

"Nope, Sia's more addicted to coffee rather than tea."

"Sia can't go anywhere without drinking coffee."

"Just like Nemo. Who knows? They might get together soon."

Both girls began to change topics. As they reached Antique Shop, they were greeted by a friendly-looking old lady, Blanche smiled and greeted the old lady like a granddaughter greeting her grandmother. This old lady was Lisa Feronmore, "Grandma~ How are you?" Alleya embraced Lisa as Lisa smiled, "Oh, I've been crackin' on just fine these days. 'Ave a butcher's: You're 'ere for another tea set, innit?" Blanche and Alleya giggled, "Yes, we're here for another tea set indeed." "Cor blimey, I'll take ya to one of the bleedin' finest!" As Lisa led them, she suddenly turned her head to Alleya, "Alleya, luv. Yer bruvva's also 'ere, ain't got a scooby what that plonker's up to but you better go and keep a butcher's at 'im, I don't want that nipper goin' round smashin' fings in me gaff." "Alright, Lisa..." Alleya walks back to where they came from, "Ack-!" until she bumped into someone. "Sorry, are you alright?" A familiar voice spoke, "Oh, Alleya." A familiar shorter boy muttered, holding out his hand to help her up. She held his hand and stood up, "Thanks." "No prob." This shorter boy had brown smooth skin, dark eyes with perfect lashes, his hair was black with a fading shade of dark brown. If he was a little taller, maybe Alleya would've fainted, because--she must admit, he was attractive, especially with his bangs cutely tied... She recognized who this was. "Robert, have you seen my brother?" She asked as she fixed her skirt. "Yep, he's at the counter waiting for that old lady."

 "Thanks." 

"No prob." 

Alleya headed to the counter, the dark brown floor creaked a little as she steps on it, and then, after seeing her brother, as she was about to call for him, her voice got stuck in her throat. A boy with dark brown skin and black hair caught her eye. He stood there with his hand on his phone as he leaned on the counter. He was a little shorter than her brother but not short enough to be shorter than her. She felt her heart race as his dusky grey eyes met her dark brown eyes. She was stunned to even speak. For the first time in her life--except yesterday--she had seen him without wearing his mask. His gaze was glued on her blush face as her lips parted. A small tinge of red appeared on his face as he looked away and called her brother. Miguel raised a brow as he saw the awkwardness between the two, then, he walked near his sister and hugged her with a huge happy grin. "Wassup shorty!" "How dare you," Alleya responded. "How'd you know I was here?" Miguel asked as he headed back to the counter while Alleya followed behind him, "Lisa told me. She also told me to keep an eye on you, in case you might go around breaking stuff." Miguel let out a heavy sigh as he heard his sister mentioning the name 'Lisa', "That old lady." "Don't be rude, Miguel."

"I bet she insulted me."

"She-... She didn't..."

"Yeah right."

"What are you doing here anyway?"

"Why? I can be anywhere I want."

"Father's going to look for you."

"So what? It's not like it'll be the end of the world once he finds out that his son's not in his room reading or practicing some sh*t."

As the two argued, Fred was just looking at his phone. "Yo Fred." Fred lifted his head as he turned to Miguel, "Hm?" "Don't leave your eyes on this girl. I'm gonna go find Robert." "Alright..."

"..."

Miguel left the two in silence, as he left the spot, the two were completely quiet. "..." "..." Not a single word or sound left their mouth...

Fred was keeping his head low, as if looking at his phone but his eyes were looking at the side—looking at her. His mind was running fast, not knowing what to say. Should he act as if nothing happened? Should he say that kissing someone on top of their head is normal for him or between close friends? They were not close friends so it wouldn't make sense.

"What should I do? What should I say? Should I ask her about my gloves? Yeah... And then what?! Why the f*ck am I getting nervous? What the heck is happening? Should I just wait for Miguel then what? Leave?? Sh*t, what the f*ck does the author—" No.

After a few minutes, Blanche and Lisa finally arrived at the counter, together with Robert and Miguel. Noticing the tension and discomfort in the atmosphere, Lisa chuckled. "Cor blimey, would ya Adam and Eve it? If I was one of you, little ankle biters, I'd leg it outside to escape right bleedin' awkward situations like this." She laughed like an evil witch. Placing the tea set on the counter, she placed a few packing peanuts before placing the tea set and then placing packing peanuts before sealing the box. "Wotcha want, little geeza?" Miguel was about to laugh but held it in, the same goes for Blanche. Robert only smiled in pain and cleared his throat, "I was wondering if you still have those collections of Handmade Wooden Secret Trinket Box." "Oh blimey, yeah!" She said as she led Robert to her collections. "She seems happier than usual." Miguel muttered. "Yeah, she told me her cat just gave birth." Blanche said, "No way! How many babies?" Alleya smiled. "Three." "I bet they're chubby." "They are."

As Blanche waited for Lisa to come back, she and Alleya chatted while Fred was left with Miguel glaring at him. "I heard you were with my sister yesterday."

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"Right, come back again soon! But it'd be better if you ain't, me whistlin' kettle's boilin' just by starin' atcha..." Lisa said as she muttered the last sentence softly...

"My cause of death would probably be because I was left with my crush in an awkward situation." "Not funny Blanche. Also, he's not my crush."

"Like I'll believe you, you're bad at lying."

"He's just a friend."

Blanche rolled her eyes; the two girls were now sitting in a bus. Their shopping bags sat on Blanche's lap, while the box—where the tea set was placed—was on Alleya's lap. "For heaven's sake, don't be like Adrien. You'll regret saying that."

"I don't... like him that way." Alleya sighed softly, still denying. "We've seen how you react when he's around. It's obvious, Alleya. Very obvious." "Easy for you to say, you have a boyfriend." "You sure about that?"

"Oh, right. Sia's the one who's taken."

"You'll be taken soon also... Just wait."

Alleya gazes outside the window.

"You can't deliver his card and gloves to him if you don't approach him."

"I know, I know..."

"You're gonna do just fine, Alleya. Trust me. After all, nothing's gonna change if none of you moves first."