chapter three.

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Yoandri's POV
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"I'll see you around, beautiful."

Really? Is that what I said? Gosh, I probably sounded like a conceited jerk. She probably thinks I'm trying to flirt with her just to get in her pants. She probably thinks I'm just another typical cocky guy. Urghh. Why did I say that for?

I'm still not used to this "fame" thing or how I'm supposed to act around the girls that approach me. I don't want to rub off them the wrong way, or as some jerk guy I'm not. And, the girl at the airport seemed really nice for me to start flirting with her and calling her beautiful, and maybe making her uncomfortable. But in my defense, she had something special about her, something more than physical beauty, something I just can't name.

"Good afternoon Mr. Cabrera" an older man speaks up from the driver seat as I hop into the black Escalade that was sent to pick me up. "I am Giovanni, your chauffeur, and I'll be at your service during your entire stay in Los Angeles," he introduces himself.

"I guess you already know about me then" I say to Giovanni with a grin.

He nods, and he begins to tell me about where the hotel I'll be staying is located, as well as other details I should take note of, but my stomach is feeling empty, and I can't help but think about Cassie and her lunch plan. Maybe it's not all about lunch but instead it's that I really can't stop thinking about her.

I yawn again and I rub my eyes, realizing that her number is still on my hand. I didn't want to smudge it or rub it off on accident; I don't hesitate to save Cassie's number in my phone.

I guess I fell asleep through the traffic on the way to the hotel, because before I knew it, we had arrived at the hotel. Time to unload and find something to eat because I had a long day ahead of me.

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