I fell asleep and dreamed about unicorns and cotton candies. Thank goodness, though I prefer being with Luke, that was okay too, unless I'm with the guy living in the dark. No thank you.
I wasn't disturbed by any door knocks, I enjoyed my sleep but when I open my eyes, I only have 40 minutes left before class starts.
Ran downstairs, I heard the pans clanging in the kitchen."Mom! I'm almost late. Why didn't you wake me up?" I said rushing in the bathroom for a quick shower.
I head out, went back upstairs and got dressed. I still can't get over what happened last night. Getting shut down by his sass, didn't know he's got them too.
I went downstairs to the kitchen, ready to tell mom everything about what ridiculousness happened last night.
As I head in, it wasn't mom after all. I've been calling her what seems to be the son of my dad's boss all this time. Sitting and just waiting for me to get in.
I gulp and awkwardly walked in. Not knowing if he's waiting for me or waiting for something. He's all dressed up and ready, but I wonder what's he still waiting for.
"You're here all this time?!" I ask.
"Yeah.. so.. what do we have for breakfast?"
I yank my head with a creasing brows, "What do you mean what do we have for breakfast?"
"This isn't my house, I'm a guest. Remember?"
"There's still some food you ate last night. I didn't touch them. I just covered them."
"So you expect me to eat that?"
"Um? Yes?"
"No. It's cold."
"Then put it in the microwave. God, is that even a problem?"
"Yeah. I don't eat leftovers."
I scoff, "Unbelievable."
He nods slowly as he says, "So..? What are we having?"
I sigh as I put my hand on my face and rub all the way down, "Let me think."
Instant noodles would be good but who eats noodle soup in the morning? Probably me but not him. Cereal and milk would be amazing. Besides, I usually see rich people on TV eat cereals in the morning.
"Cereals. We're gonna have cereals."
"Cereals? I eat bacon, eggs and toasted bread for breakfast."
"I have no time left. I'm gonna be—I mean, we're both gonna be late if I still cook."
He rolls his eyes, "You should wake up early to make breakfasts."
"Maybe if you made breakfast and didn't wait for me, you're probably—"
He breathes deeply, "Fine. Cereals." He says like he's just got no choice.
I grab bowls and pour on some cereals and milk. We ate together quietly until he decided to ask about me following him at the rooftop yesterday.
"So.." he says while chewing, "Why did you follow me?" He asks.
I look unfocused, my eyes swings left and right, he might think I'm stalking him if I give one wrong statement.

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