CHAPTER 2 Don't You Remember

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My Monday is really excruciating. Well sort of. We were happily sitting at a table outside school...meaning the front yard and feeling the cold breeze of the fresh air while I saw him staring at me. More of like gaping at me while beaming his 32 set of white teeth.

What the hell is his problem! What is he now a prowler?! I just ignored him but then I recalled a thing that has just happened yesterday and then all of a sudden my mind got distracted when Tyler put his hand around me and I completely shoved it.

“Get you’re filthy hands off me!”

“Come on Porsha. I know you want it.” I stared at him feverishly letting him know to quit it.

“Tyler, just follow her. She’s been in bad mood ever since yesterday. Maybe PMS?” said Taylor jokingly.

“Clearly not PMSing here! Just woke up in the wrong side of the bed.” I warily retorted. 

“Oh really?” India grunted. 

I just decided to not even bother answering and took a sip of my latte.

When I turned around I saw him again grinning this time! Urrgghh!!! Could he just stop it!

Clearly he doesn’t have the right to do that!

And when our eyes finally met, at first I glared at him and this stupid thing just happened. It was like I was captivated by him... his soulful eyes, the torture that his smoldering eyes now lingering on me and it seems to me that he is somewhat talking to me using those hazel orbs. I was the first one to broke the gawking ‘coz clearly I’m not comfortable but he also needs too.

What’s going on in this world?! Has this something to do with what happened yesterday?

***flashback***

I didn’t realize that I took a doze off from reality by taking a nap. I practically felt the urge to just let my anger fade out by taking a quick forty winks. Ok, I’m still feeling the need to stay in bed ‘coz it’s just two o’clock in the afternoon but I felt a little uneasy.

I haven’t eaten lunch and I feel hot as hell ‘coz I forgot to turn on the air conditioner. Why have I forgotten to remind Sofia to never turn off that thing! I felt quite sticky and icky for some reason.

I think I should just take a dip in the pool ‘coz at least in that way I could still eat not unlike if I’m taking a shower.

I changed my clothes to the two-piece bathing suit, gather my robe and went to the pool area. 

I was about to take-off my negligee when I heard something being scratched near the bushes.

The bushes were constantly moving and I couldn’t decipher what it is. Maybe a raccoon or a skunk?

Curiosity is killing me but I know for a fact that I should be afraid of what maybe that thing is but then it seems that my feet has their own minds and the next thing I knew I was near at the bushes taking a peek.

I was shocked when something huge was summoned behind it. I take that back…it was SOMEONE. I practically screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!” when he grabbed me by the waist making me twist and abruptly he positioned his other hand on my mouth shutting me up. 

I was in front of him facing the pool when I finally nudged his hand and began to face him.

“What do you think you’re doing at my house?!” I asked astonishingly, glad that he wasn’t some kind of burglar or murderer ‘coz I practically recognized his features.

He just smirked at me and then I realized that the robe I was wearing feel off.

What the hell is he thinking?!

I moved closer to him and then pointed at him angrily.

“Tell me what you are doing in my house?!” while I was telling this to him a tickling sensation near my feet interrupted my train of thoughts and that’s when I practically jumped at my feet and he got certainly shocked by my reaction, he grabbed my hand and the next thing I know he was on top me.

He meekly cried an “Aww…”

Caught up in the moment, we took a chance to gaze each other and I suddenly felt this strange attraction. It seems that some type of current passed my whole body and I shivered once again as he stared at me with those hazel orbs. I was electrified and that pulsing feeling just magnified when his hands accidently brushed my bare flesh.

And I getting conscious at myself furiously pushed him so he could not lie on top of me anymore. Thank God we fell on the Bermuda grass ‘coz certainly I might have gotten a brain hemorrhage with what just happened.

I stood up and glared at him.

“Leave the house this instant!”

“Clearly you don’t know my purpose about me being at your house.” Finally! A sentence spoken. I thought he wasn’t capable of giving one.

“Then why are you here?!” I asked again. Trying to fathom the very reason why he is in my vicinity in the first place.

“Don’t you know the word pool boy? Clearly that term don’t live in your dictionary. ” he asked amusedly. 

I answered him gingerly. “Of course I do! So you’re our pool boy?” 

“Well, yes ma’am!” he answered politely his smile never leaving his face.

Urrgghh!!! It’s irritating me!

“Well, I guess you’re job here is done. You can go now.” I told him too sweetly but deep inside it’s all with wrath. Geez. I found myself shivering at the thought of me being too kind to him. 

“You know what even though you’re Porsha Shelby Bradley, you certainly don’t intimidate me.” He retorted clearly not fooled by my innocent façade.

“Yeah even though you’re Adrian Richards, quarterback of the soccer team you definitely don’t coerce me as well.”

“Well I guess we’re clear on that part.”

“Now can you leave?” I asked again sarcastically, this time not letting my irritation be shadowed. Instead of being offended, he just laughed and answered.

“Clearly you want to get rid of me but I guess you just have to bear with the fact that I’m still not finished.”

“Tch. I’ll just tell Sofia that you finished you’re work early. It bugs me when someone is watching me.” 

“But I wouldn’t.” he said as a matter-of-factly. 

Geez. This guy is really getting on my nerves.

“You know, I’m not asking you to leave. I’m ordering you!” I hissed not taking the fact that I blurted it out to make him feel like a total idiot who doesn’t seem to understand simple English.

“But like I’ve said, I’m still not finshed.”

Oh God! I’m sick and tired of running around in circles so I decided to play the game.

“Then start working! Tata!” I thought he would finally surrender but guess what. The nerve of this man to answer me again.

“But you have been disrupting my work…”

And that’s when I heard Sofia’s Mexican voice.

“Yano! Why are you talking to Seniorita Porsha like that! Dios Mio!” 

“I guess that’s my cue!” he said in a hurried tone. Hah! Busted!

I just squinted my eyes and smiled at him bleakly.

“Never talk to my Seniorita like that! Intiendes?!”

That was the last word I heard from Sofia when I finally decided to jump in our pool.

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