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It's the same number, I recalled from just a few seconds ago. What if it's really a prank? Then I'll ignore it. And I did. But what if it's something really important? Fine I'll answer it. "What took you so long?"

Oh my gawd. Please...no!

"Hello?"

"How...how did you get my number?" I stuttered.

"I have my ways."

I bit my lower lip. This is bad. Now not only will I get disturbed by him on weekdays, I'm going to get disturbed by him on weekends too. Practically everyday. I quickly ended the call. Should I save his contact? Whatever. I saved his contact as 'Bitchface' and frowned.

Lying back down, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

*Ring**Ring*

Let my Saturday off please! I just want to peacefully sleep now! I ignored the call, letting it ring, and set my phone on vibration mode before dropping it on my mattress.

*Ring**Ring*

I furrowed by brows and grumbled. Feeling for my phone with my eye closed.

Bitchface

My gawd. "What the fuck do you want?" I spat, "Can you just let me have my gawd damn beauty sleep?!"

He was silent for a moment. "Why would you need a beauty sleep?"

"I know you're a full of yourself bitch and you probably find yourself like perfect. Good looking and muscular. But I'm not so perfect like you. I need my sleep." And I put down the phone. Do not ever disturb me when I'm sleeping, going to sleep, want go sleep and trying to sleep or I'll rip that person into shreds.

It's finally silent.

***

A black choker, silky white blouse, high waisted denim shorts, navy low cut converse sneakers. Riding a bicycle down the lane, I saw a guy, standing on his skateboard. He had messy blond hair, he was definitely about a head taller than me, he was wearing a white tank top that was see through and I could see his 6 packs, together with ripped jeans and the same converse sneakers I was wearing, but a few size bigger. Getting off my bicycle, I stopped behind him. Making sure I was as quite as possible, I made sure my bicycle was parked properly before I went and hug him from behind. Hugs from the back are the best.

"Hey babe." I greeted, burying my face into his back. I inhaled his scent of cinnamon and lemon. I heard cinnamon scent improves concentration and focus while lemon scent also improves concentration and is calming.

"Hey baby girl." He got off his skateboard and turned his body to face mine, while my hands still around his waists. He moved my small hands from his waists to his shoulders and I wrapped it around his neck. He wrapped his hands around my waists and bent down to kiss me. I smiled into the kiss. I broke the kiss and he frowned. I laughed at the cute expression.

"Why did you ask me out?" I asked taking his hand, leading him to the bench.

He sat down beside me for a moment before letting go off my hand. He's hand reached into the pocket and he kneeled on the ground with a knee up and took out a small maroon box. "Kristine Morgan, will you-"

*Ring**Ring*

I groaned. How many times must I get disturbed today? I looked at the time. 6.03. At least I had more than an hours rest.

Bitchface

Him again?! I sighed and picked up the phone, "What?"

"Oh hey baby girl! You're up!"

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