Chapter 8: talks

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Chapter 8

"hello? Deena? are you there? " he kept repeating over the phone

"wh-who are you?" i asked

I am really curious.

"I'm huff huff Jake... can't you remember my voice?" he said

me:"Jake? Jake what are you doing? wait, why did you call"

Jake Tako is from France. his parents, Jenea and Kara, went to Hong Kong

So he comes over to eat with us all the time.

Jake:"why did you bail me! I looked all over for you, I told you to wait for me after class"

oops! i totally forgot! I can't tell him I am in Matt's house, I'll get killed by those glaring girls!

Me:"Sorry! I -I will go home now... uh... you go ahead, I'll be going"

Jake:"wait, where are--"

before finish asking me where i am right now, I hang up. hope he forgives me

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I ran out the restroom and took my bag

Matt:" where are you going?" he told me seeing me ran out the main door

Me:"Mister, could you take me to my house please, thank you"

His chauffeur is very nice, He worked for 5 years and he is trusted by Matt's family, and somehow he follows my orders too

Chauffeur:"we are here, take care!"

I quickly opened the door even thought the car wasn't at full stop, and shouted "thanks !"

I ran to our door, opened it and tripped ...sigh

Jake:"cool car, were you at Matt's"

I looked up and saw him looking very disappointed

sigh......

I couldn't tell him lies, he was my very first friend

when I got a home, he was the first person who greeted me

then I met Sulli, our maid who came from Korea...

They're my family. I couldn't lie

I nodded and told him all about my day

and he listened attentively and gave me tips and advices.

The next day, the girl's anger vanished.

it was like nothing happened.

So I went to class and sat down , as usual, i was at the back near the window

then when I thought the commotion was over, it wasn't

BAM!

A girl with brown hair like mine opened the door leaving a big bam which led us all to silence

came after me...

She slowly walked towards me and then,

She raised her hand .

Is she going to slap me? oh no...

And when she was going to slap me,

Someone saved me, He got her hand before her hand reached my face

I looked up to see who he is and it was----

[END OF CHAPTER 8]

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