Cara's Predator

Two.

"Hi Cara!" Min Hee, a half American and half Korean girl who happens to be working at the same place as Cara greeted her with a radiant smile. Her black hair in a braid as some stray strands of hair makes its way on her seemingly porcelain face. Yep! I hate to admit it but the girl in braid is kind of beautiful. 

Asian Beauty.

"Hey, I'm sorry if you need to wait this long," Min Hee waves her hand off dismissively at the brunette in front of her as she gives her a meek  'no problem' and a 'gotta go' as she made her way towards the exit of the mini mart, leaving Cara behind. The clock says 9 PM as Cara sits behind the metal counter, placing the pad paper in front of her, the book beside it. 

An hour pass by so fast as no single costumer even dare to show up inside and oddly Cara likes it. Thoughts of finishing the essay by the end of the night lurking her mind endlessly. Just then, her head snaps quickly at the door as the wind chimes's sound resonated in the thin air. "Hello sir, how may I help you???" The stranger smiles at her briefly as he proceeds at the liquid section of the mart with Cara eyeing him closely. 

"Oh hey!"

The stranger looks back at the girl behind the counter, his cap covering half of his face. Quickly, he grabs cans of soda out as he walks back at the counter. "Hold on, need to do something in a minute," the girl smiles at him as she gleefully takes the cans out of his hand. "That would be 3$ sir."

"Here. And please do keep the change, I'm in a hurry."

The girl looks at him, astonishment visible in her gorgeous eyes. "Well then, thank you sir. Hope to see you again! Have a grand time!"

The stranger smirks at her. 

"Oh sure. I will."

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"You know I was in a hurry last night and needed to do something in the mart, right? You knew that?!" Cara bickers, aggravated at the fact that her best friend wouldn't talk to her for missing a call last night. "Saf! Come on! Talk to me!" 

"Don't wanna."

"Hey! You're not a ten-year old girl anymore!"

"And you're not a sixty-year old woman who is too naive and too deaf to miss my call."

"Oh come on Saf! You're being immature!"

"Nah! Truth hurts right?"

Cara rolls her eyes at her as she walks out at the opposite direction huffing. Safria's being like that since Cara got the job in the mini mart, blabbering about how Cara doesn't have enough time to go on shopping with her, to watch 'in the trend' movies and to sightseeing cute boys playing basketball at the nearby court of their house and it seriously infuriates her! "Trolls have been bothering you?"

Cara looks up to see Sean's face hovering closely at her. Nearly inches apart. Her breath hitches. "Oh! Hahahaha, just got into some kiddie fight with my best friend," she replies quickly as she tears her gaze away from his mesmerizing ones. Don't let hormones take over your body Cara, calm down. Get a grip. "Oh. That must be tough," Sean stated as he adjusted his bag straps.  Cara steals a glance at the boy beside her as she shook her head, quickly ripping off her gaze at the boy after Sean mindlessly looks back at her. "Hey, uhhm, I need to," Sean stares at her, "need to do something. Gotta go," Cara sprints afterwards, not bothering to look back, her cheeks flushed.

Typical hormonal teenagers. 

Snap!

 Another photo. A wicked smile plastered on his face as he holds out the photo of a girl running her way towards the vast halls of a university. The smell of the photo paper makes his stomach lurch in anticipation as the familiar feeling of butterflies in his stomach approaches him with a smash. Tucking the recently taken photo, he walks casually inside the library, planning for another dreadful surprise for the beautiful brunette.

And it sure is priceless.

YOW!!!!!!!!!! Hey guys! I don't know what to say, I just came here to say that I unpublished COLD for a while because I decided to finish it first before publishing it. I just realize that that story is a lot complicated than what I expected. HAHAHAHA. So yes, that's it! LOVELOTS!!!!