Chapter 9

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Edward's P.O.V

Wow, what was she doing here? Oh, wait. It's summer. So, she's my best friend from Machester. I think I'm not mention about her before.

So, her name was Ashley Salvore. She was the best friend I ever had. She had a blond hair, kind of tall but I'm still taller than her. She always be with me when I'm in trouble. Our family were so close together until our parents thought we were dating. Oh please, we're not.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her, confusedly. She looked beautiful today.

Shut up, Ed.

"Vacation. Is that wrong? I didn't expect you're here. Who's with you here? Ethan and Evan?" She knew everything about me.

"Yeah. I'm so glad that you're here. So, which hotel are you stay-..." I looked at the bench and my girl was gone. "Where is she?" I looked at our stuffs and her stuffs were gone too.

Oh God.

"What girl?" She asked, made me looked at her.

Please, I hoped Ashley didn't make her jealous. "My..." What should I call Deanna in front of her? "... girlfriend. She was sitting here with me."

"Oh. I thought she was a stranger, so I just ignore her. She walked away." How could she thought that Deanna was a stranger while she saw we were kissing with her own eyes.

"We'll talk later, okay? I gotta go. See ya." I started packing my stuffs and left Ashley, who was standing alone.

I ran to the main door and I saw my friends. Their eyes were looking everywhere, maybe looking for me. I walked to them and their eyes were looking at me.

Uh oh, they looked angry.

TROUBLE ALERT.

Deanna's P.O.V

How could he did that to me? He supposed to tell me everything about him,including... his girlfriend. I thought he was my friend.

Wait.

He was my freaking CRUSH.

 The person who I fell for.

The person who I was falling in love at the for sight.

I mad and hated to myself. Why I'm so stupid? There's no way he could be single. He's hot, handsome, cute... PERFECT. Any girl could date him.

I thought I regretted fall in love with him.

I didn't know what happened to old Deanna.

The girl who loved to wear makeup and accessories to make her look beautiful.

Who didn't trust on any boys.

Who loved to spent her time with her friends.

But unfortunately, there's no talent or special things about her.

I'm not clever. I never get straight A's in my exams. But at least I passed in my exams.

I couldn't play piano, even though I loved watching people playing the music instruments.

And the last thing that I really hate to admit is...

I couldn't sing. I didn't know I can reach the high note or not, I just... I couldn't sing. I had a terrible voice.

There's no way Edward would tell me about his girlfriend to me. I'm nothing, while she's flawless.

 "Deanna?" Someone snapped me out of my deep thought. Ciara.

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