Chapter Two

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Hi there readers! First of all, I just want to wish you all a very (belated) Merry Christmas! Secondary, I've changed my username. It's supposed to be RockWildHearts, but I've changed it cos I feel like it. This chapter took long, and I apologise:( I'm trying to write out more chapters soon, hopefully by New Year, I'll present to you all more chapters.

This chapter is not edited. Point out any obvious mistakes if you can. Thank you for being so supportive all these while! It would mean a lot to me, if you could vote and comment? (even for silent readers.) It would motivate me a lot!

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Chapter 2:

Pearlyn Turner felt eyes on her. It was uncomfortable having people staring at you. She hates it. But there was something with this staring, like, she almost welcomed it. She knew it was coming from a guy to the right side of her.  She wondered if her little black tube dress was looking ugly and ridiculous on her, she hasn’t been comfortable with wearing such a short tube dress that ended above mid thigh, and that revealed a lot of flesh. It was her friend’s, Libya’s idea for her to even wear this dress, much less step into a club! She had no mood to party, as her boyfriend of 2 years now decided to break up with her, thinking that ,’Oh wait, I’m still young. Why should I attach myself to only one woman now when I’m only twenty five and could still have fun?’ Bullshit. Pearlyn wondered if she was even blind enough to fall for him. Now he had left her shattered.

She was still shattered, and slowly recovering from the break up news since two weeks ago. But just a few hours ago, Libya barged into her dark and unkempt apartment since the breakup, and practically forced the dress on her, did her makeup and demanded her to place her feet into the bloody six inches heels she had brought for her. She was practically forced here against her will. And to think an hour after they came in here, Libya hooked up with an Asian guy and was nowhere to be found, leaving her alone at the bar.

She decided that she would leave soon, but then, she felt the stare on her, as if scrutinizing her petite  5 foot 3 frame from top to toe. She almost felt naked under his scorching, die-hard gaze. A freaky thought then passed her mind, ‘What if it’s some old fog staring at me?!’ She gulped at that time. She so much wanted to twist her head to the right to check out the person staring at her. Maybe then, she would feel safer knowing who that person was and perhaps avoid him. She debated with herself mentally, having an internal mind struggle with the two sides of her brain.

Then, she figured out that a peek won’t hurt. She could just pretend to be gazing around anyway. And so she did, praying that it would not be a creepy old fella meeting her eyes.

Goodness gracious! The man she was looking at was breathtakingly hot and gorgeous, but by now, he turned to his friend, who was hot, but not as hot as him. With his messy and untamed dirty blond hair, loosened , casual work attire, even in the dim bar, she knew it was muscles and abs under that button up shirt that had 2 buttons popped open. He could very well be a Calvin Klein model for all she knows. Then, he turned back, as if knowing that she was looking at him. She met his sky blue eyes. And my my, that was the most beautiful, charming shade of blue she had ever seen. Almost immediately, she forgot about her heartbreak, everything. All she could think of was the hottest man right in front of her. For the first time, the shy and sociably awkward Pearlyn Turner wanted to know someone badly! She wanted to know everything about him. She actually thought her ex boyfriend was hot, but not anymore, he was crap comapared to Mr Hottie.

As if her legs could read her mind, she rose from her seat. Her mind scolded her legs, telling her to sit back down, but it seemed like her legs had a mind of their own too! She scooted over whilst maintaining eye contact with him and popped herself down next to him. His eyes widened, and she found that hot. Yes, even his eyes widening makes him look hot when she thought it shouldn’t. She smiled a little at him.

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