Chapter 18

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18

A new friend I guess.

            I sneak through the curtains as if I’m a thieve to see if Mike have left or still there. And the great news is that his car is still in front of my house yard! And there it is, our door bell is ringing. What’s the problem now? He wants to debate about his dignity or something?He’s knocking the door now. “Wait, wait, I’m coming!” Arghh! After what I’ve said to him just now, I thought that it’s going to be nothing because we were going to meet in another one week and I’ve never think about this kind of consequences that I must doubt with. As I open the front door, Mike stands there looking as cool as usual acting as if I’ve never said anything stupid to him and look into my eyes in the way you look at a person when he or she is in a rush. “Mike, why are you still here? I supposed you want me to offer you a tea time?” I do smile sarcastically cause no way I’m going to offer him anything good nor bad right now.

            “Christina, I’m not here for some cups of tea or something. I think you will need this to do your math homework.” Oh! Now I know. I left my bag in Mike’s car. “Oh, ok. Thanks.” That’s the only words I can think of right now. “That’s all? I thought you are going to say Hey, come in and have some cups of tea with me.” I have to admit that Mike is giving me a bad headache. “Mike, my mom is not home. Remember?That’s why I ended up in your car just now. So yeah.” I think Mike doesn’t even understand what I’m saying. “Just kidding. Christina, here’s an advice, sometimes you must take some things lightly. I have to go now. See you tomorrow.” And off he go. Mike is a seriously-without no doubt I’m saying this- weird person. He’ll be the kind of hot guy one time, then arrogant, then confusing, and then sweet. He got everything that every woman in this world wants. He is like a package of treatments in aspa, which have every single treatment that you love. And I know that kind of spa package is not affordable, just like him.

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