This is definitely not happening.
"Hello, Mrs. Lee. My name is Aiden Walker, nice to meet you," he smiles to my mom and shakes her hand with firm gesture. I tongue the inside of my cheek and bite my lower lip to keep me from launching myself to him when I catch his eyes glance to me. He sits in front of me and I stand up when an older woman, with a baby face and blonde hair, meets my eyes with her smiling ones.
"This is your daughter? So pretty," she clasps her hands together and I smile to her, cheeks heating up a little. She takes my hands quickly and I greet her, "My name is Natasha, you can call me Tasha. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Walker." She releases one of my hand to cup her face, "Ooh, just call me Layla, Honey."
I sit across Aiden as she releases my hand and our food is served by a young girl, probably my age, that keeps looking at Aiden with a blush. I ignore Aiden's eyes on me and take my fork and spoon.
"You know, Tera? She kinda looks like you," I feel Layla's eyes on me. My mom chuckles, "Doesn't she? I even joke about her being a model, but I don't think she wants to do it." I nod along and send smiles to Layla, who smiles back beautifully; how is this goddess had a satanic son.
"Well, Tasha," she calls and I look at her hand with a piece of paper between her fore and middle finger. I take it and look at her, puzzled. She gives me her smile, "If you want to be a model, just call me."
notes :
i dont even know what is this. this piece of a chapter is completely not my best. i am so sorry because i just have my mind wander around and i seem to have a several problems. but i will try my best to not let it affect this story. thanks.
good day!
-J-
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Short StoryShe's Natasha Lee, he's Aiden Walker. She's Asian, he's American. They're different, yet they're neighbors with each other. And most importantly, they hate each other with a passion. What will make the two of them realize the truth? How will the...