Chapter 2

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Blake's POV

Wow she really left me here kneeling in front of her bed? She's tough. And she's now sleeping. She's so peaceful. Well by the way I'm Blake Gonzales. I am her childhood friend but she hated me when she got embarrass and she thought I was the one who did it. But I did nothing to embarrass my best friend... my first and last crush... my first and last love... my first kiss... you don't believe she's my first kiss???? Well she really is. This is the first time I kissed a girl. I really want her to be my first and last. But she is not my first relation. I stood up and went to her side.

She slept without eating.

"Mae, I just want to tell you I am not the one who embarrass you. And I love you... why would I embarrass the one I love? Please give me your permission. I promise I won't waste this. I won't. I promise I'll fight for you. You may not be my first relationship but you will always be my first love. I never loved those girls who I had relation with." I said.

"Remember I never changed. You are the one who changed. If you didn't change I know you'll have many guys drooling over you. I know you wear this fake glasses and retainer for nothing. You have a pretty good teeth. You have no problem with your eye sight. You tie your hair into a messy bundle. But you can always fix your hair. You have a long, straight, dark black, brown tipped hair." I continued.

"I like complimenting a girl lime you. You have many personality. I will never forget our hang outs when we were young. You were like a model back then but why did you change your fashion style? The greatest memory I had when we were grade 4. The time we went to a park and played wedding. You were wearing a white sleeveless and a blue above the knee skirt. You were wearing your two inch heels so you can be the same height as I. You were wearing a crown and you were holding a bouquet of rose. The one your dad gave to your mom that time. And they were laughing their lungs out because of our play." I chuckled a bit.

"Blake..." I heard her.

"Are you awake?" I asked.

"Blake... please..." I heard her again.

"Mae?" I asked.

"Don't leave me Blake!" She said. Tears stream down her face.

"Mae! Wake up!" I said. And she woke up and hugged me. I was shocked.

"Blake.." she whispered.

"What did you dreamt of? I won't leave you. I promise." I hugged her back.

"Oh I'm sorry." She pulled off.

"No its okay. But what did you dreamt of?" I asked once again.

"I dreamt that you died..." my eyes widened.

"Blake? You still want my permission?" She asked.

"Of course! Will you give it?" I asked.

"Yes." She answered and I hugged her.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed. And pulled off of the hug.

"Are you okay now?" I asked her.

"Yes. Just feeling hot..."

I checked her forehead.

"You are burning a bit." I said.

"Yeah... maybe because I got scared of my dream or should I say nightmare?" She asked.

"Thanks. Thanks for thinking my death is your nightmare. I really love you." I said.

"But I hate you." She said.

"I know. I know." I said. We laughed.

"You want Mae?" She asked.

"If you don't want. I won't." I said.

"I can be Mae once again." She said.

"Miss Cassandra Mae Lopez, I'll be happy!" I said. She stood up but she fainted. Oh gush!

"Are you okay?" I asked helping her to stand up.

"Yeah. Just a bit dizzy." She said and walked in front of her mirror and sat on the chair in front of it.

She removed her nerd glass. She removed her retainer. She removed the tie of her hair. She brush it off. And her hair was really long.

"You still don't like your hair being cut don't you?" I asked.

"Of course." She said. Her hair was already on her mid thigh. And she brush it. She's tall. She's 5'9 and I'm 6'1 I'm always two inch taller than her. But her height is better than the other girls.

She fixed her long bangs to the left side so it covers her left eye.

"What do you think?" She asked.

"Uhmm... eh... uhmmm..." I don't know what to say!

"What? You don't like it?" She said.

"No. I love it!" I exclaimed.

"Oh. Thanks." She said.

"See you tomorrow? Its Saturday. Let's hang out. Or let's call it a date?" I said.

"Uhm.. okay." She answered.

"Be Mae!" I said.

"I will always starting this day." She answered.

"Yuppy!" I exclaimed.

"Well goodbye. I have to go. Me and mom have a dinner. Dad is out of town. Business trip." I said.

"Okay. Bye!" She said and I bid a goodbye. I went downstairs.

"So Blake, did she agree?" Uncle asked.

"Yes Uncle. I have to go now. I have a dinner with mom." I said.

"Oh say hi from me!" Auntie said.

"Okay Aunt." I said and bid a goodbye to them and went outside. My driver is waiting outside. Oh how I wish to drive by my own.

I rode inside the car and the driver drove.

"Sir, where are we going? Are we going home already?" He asked.

"Mr. Anklo, let's go to the cafeteria close to  the church The Café de Asis." I said.

"Oh. Okay sir." And he drove. I'm not cheap but the food there is good mom said. I don't know how to react.

"Sir here we are." He said.

I saw Mom's car. "Mr. Anklo, you can go home now." I said.

"But sir, your mom told me to guard you. And take you to places you want." He said.

"Mr. Anklo, don't worry. I'm meeting mom here. See that's her car over there." I point out mom's car.

"Oh okay sir." He said.

"After you bring my car home, you can have your weekend day off. You just need to come back on Monday morning." I smiled at him.

"Sir are you sure? Who will drive you?" He asked.

"On weekdays I have you as my driver but you need your day off. On weekends I have Mr. Manolo  to drive me. Here this is your salary this week." I gave him P5,000. Hey I'm not cheap! That's even too much for a week you know!

Well being rich is not that bad. It also help people.

"Sir, I thought only P3,500?" He asked.

"Yeah your salary is only three thousand five hundred and your tip is one thousand five hundred. Its from me." I said.

"Thank you so much sir." He said.

"No problem. Be careful okay?" I said and hopped out of the car. I know thanks! I'm a kind sir. Thank you, thank you. Just kidding.

I went inside.

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