Falling In Love With A Playboy..

1 - The Nerd and the Playboy

Chapter 1~Prologue

(Jianne POV)

I'm Jianne, 18 years old, an orphan.

My parents died in a plane crash when I was still 3 years old.

I grew up with my grandmother.

Even though I lack affection coming from my parents, my grandma gave me love more than a parent can give to her child, and that's why I love her so much.

I'm a working student. I study Bachelor of Arts major in Music because I love to sing and play instruments like guitar and the piano.

I'm working as a part-time waiter at a Café near our school.

I never had a boyfriend, only crushes back in elementary but it did not develop into something deeper.

For me, studying and helping my grandma is more important than love. That was what I believe, not after I met him..

When I saw him in the café sipping his cookies and crème frappe, I felt some kind of electricity flowed throughout my body.

He always comes to our café every day, ordering the same frappucinno.

His name is Karl Dionne. But his close friends call him "Kai". I dunno where did they get that nickname, but it's cute and easy to remember. :)

What's so special about him? He's a PLAYBOY.

Whenever I see him in the café, he's always with a girl. And what's worse is, he brings different girls every day.

They were cuddling, hugging and kissing in the café even if with many people around them. Everytime I see this kind of scene, It makes me want to pull the hair of the girl. Grrr. Yeah, I know I'm being possessive although I'm not his girl nor his friend.

I admit it, I'm not that pretty either, not even an inch of those girls he goes out with. It's a fact, a miserable fact. :(

"Aaaaahh!! Jianne, you're so stupid!!" I screamed to myself.

"Why am I thinking of you again Kai? You're a total playboy, and I'm not even your type!" I cried again.

I stared at myself in the mirror.

My long black hair was always a great mess whenever I woke up every morning.

I'm wearing a pair of light blue pajamas which is oversized.

It was my grandma's, I borrowed it because it's comfortable to wear. But I'm so skinny, I need to eat more vegetables to be healthier.

My eyes are small and hazelnut-colored but I wear eyeglasses. I'm short, I stopped growing since 9th grade, I'm only 5''.

Anyway, I'm so plain. Really.

"What am I going to do for you to see me as a girl, Kai? Waaaaahh!" I screamed and dived at my bed again.

"Jia, why are you yelling so early in the morning??!" my grandma shouted in a disgusted voice. Only my grandma calls me 'Jia'.

"Sorry granny, I'm just talking to myself.." I replied.

I heard footsteps coming to my door then I instantly stood up from my bed.

Grandma will get mad if she sees me still lying in my bed not preparing for school.

"You better get ready for school cause it's already 6:20 and your class is 7:00 right?" she said.

"Yes, granny. Ww-what?!? It's already 6:20? Omg.. I'm gonna be late!!" I was unaware, because of my thoughts about Kai, I lost track of time.

"Don't panic, just prepare fast and you'll get there on time. And don't forget to eat breakfast before you go, I've prepared sunny side up and bacon, your favorite." She said while smiling.

"Okay. I'll be lightning fast. :)" I said and speed up to the bathroom.

My grandma is always very thoughtful like that, I never felt alone just because I don't have parents. I'm still thankful, because I have the best halmoni ever. ;)

(Karl POV)

I'm Karl Dionne, 20 years old, an orphan.

My parents died in a plane crash when I was still 5 years old. I grew up with my big brother-slash-befriend Jeremy. He's the only son of our family friend and also our neighbor back then.

Even though I lack affection coming from my parents, my big bro treated me more than a brother.

He was like a father, mother and a friend to me and that's why I respect him so much.

A lot of people call me a playboy.

I can't blame them, because, indeed I am one. I just can't help it. I love girls. But girls are all the same. That's why they are boring.

That was what I believe, not after I met her.

She's different from all the girls I've dated.

She's simple, yet adorable. She has a long black straight hair that falls down to her waist.

She has a petite body, which is very delicate.

She wears these big eyeglasses and behind these glasses are her expressive eyes.

I like her since I first saw her in a café near our studio. She works there as a waitress.

There was once, when she was at the cashier, she asked me what my order was, and I said cookies and crème frappe even though I don't know what that was.

After that, I always ordered the same frappucinno, and eventually became my favorite. I visited her everyday, and everytime I go there I would bring with me my girls, different girl for different day. That was just my cover, for her not to notice me watchin over her.

I dunno her name yet. But, I promise I'll ask her one day, if I have the guts already.

I got out of my bed. It's already 6:20 in the morning. I lost track of time because of my thoughts of her.

I heard Jeremy call my name from downstairs.

"Karl, breakfast is ready. Get down already or you'll be late for work!" he said.

"Yes, bro. I'll be there in 10 minutes."I answered.

I work as a choreographer in a well-known artist center/workshop. Aside from girls, I also love dancing. Be it hiphop, ballroom, jazz, ballet, name it. I can dance anything.

After I bathed and dressed up, I went downstairs.

"Good morning bro." I greeted him.

"Good morning." he replied while sitting in the dining table. I also sat there across him.

We ate in silence.

After a while, he broke the silence..

"Sarah called me. She asked me to tell you that she wants to see you. She must have something important to say. She said to meet her at the café near your studio." he said with uncertainty in his voice.

"Okay." I said.

I also wondered of what Sarah would want to tell me. I bade goodbye to Jeremy and went to work.