Mr. Perfect

Chapter 1 - This Girl! ^_^

A\N: Hello! >.< I just want to say thank you for the people who continue reading this story and I really appreciate if you people vote, comment or fan. Please! :) Well, that's all don't know what to write anymore. Hope you enjoy the chappie!!! =D

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Chapter 1 (This Girl)

Currently right now I'm laying down with my best friend Nick on his bed. He's been with me since I was in elementary. He protected me back then from some taller boys. He beat them up, but not entirely. He got some bruises and also a broken bone. He said he's was fine. But after that he fainted in front of me. So our parents sent him to hospital and he didn't woke up for three days. I was so worried. Since that day I promised myself to become stronger and protect us from anything.

And I kept that promise. Now, I'm a black belt in karate and judo. While he's black in karate and red in Taekwondo. So, now nobody mess with us.

"Hey." I turn towards him.

"Yesh?" he laughed and said. "So, this week is the last week of vacation and next week we are going to go to school."

"Yes, so?" I said getting a little confuse.

"Are you gonna continue it, Dyana?" he asked me.

"Huh?" I sat up straight, still confusing. He followed me before continuing.

"Ya know... Being The Matchmaker..." I quickly realized what he means.

Yes I am The Matchmaker. I can make people fall in love with a snap of a finger. I'm just kidding! :). I used to be The Matchmaker. I STILL AM!!!! If there is love problems.

Me being a Matchmaker is very hard and tiring. You have to listen for what the clients want and what is their characteristic of their Mr. Perfect.

I never told anyone but everyone have their Mr. Perfect but I don't. I feel actually kind of lonely. But, no need to worry! I have my best friend by my side.

"Oh! I actually don't know... But if there is anymore clients coming to me than I still have to be The Matchmaker." he just nodded. Then I started giggled.

"What?" he look at me confusingly.

"Huh? Oh I was just thinking how it's fun saying "clients". It's like I'm working in an office. " I answered truthfully.

He stood up and held his hand for me. I took his hand and stood up.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked. He just shrugged.

"Let's play a prank on Aunt Cathy!" I suggested.

"No!" he shook his head.

"Why not?" I whine and pouted. He's no fun!

"Cause I don't want to end up cleaning her dog's..." we started to remember that time. That time was a gross time! I shivered.

"Okay, you got a point." I said defeated. He started looking at his watch.

"You." pointing at me. "Have to go home. Your mom is probably waiting."

I whine again. "I don't want to go home! It's lame!"

"Go! I have to shower!"

"I'll stay here and wait for you!"

"No, I don't want you to see me naked when I strip!"

"I promise I won't look!"

"You break promise!"

"Hey!" I said feeling offended.

"Go!" he push me out of room and lock the door.

"Nick!" I yelled while banging the door.

"See you tomorrow!" I heard him yell.

Damn you Nick! I huff. I stubbornly went downstairs, then I saw Shelby (Nick's Mom, she prefer calling her Shelby) in the kitchen.

"Hey, Shelby! Whatcha cooking?" I ask her.

"Oh! I'm making apple pie." she reply. "Are you going home?"

"Yes, Nick kick me out." I reply.

"Oh, my poor baby! Wait here I'll pack you some apple pie." she went back in the kitchen.

"That's okay! I don't want to trouble you!" I shouted. Too late. She already gave me a slice of pie in a brown plastic bag. Yay!

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It's already 8p.m. My mom is still not home. Huh... Odd. I quickly ran downstairs and looked around. I smile when I saw my little brother playing with his little truck and his dinosaur. I laughed at the noises he made. He turned around, when he saw me he patted the floor asking me to play with him.

I smiled and sat beside him. We played for a whole hour until he felt tired. I carried him to his bed and kiss him goodnight.

I look at my watch, it's late. I when down the stairs and waited for my mother at the living room. I waited there until I fell asleep...

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Sniff! Sniff!

I smell bacon. I quickly woke up from the couch. I hissed in pain cause my back was hurting a lot. Reminder, never EVER sleep on the couch.

I walk to the kitchen with a painful back. As I walk in the kitchen, I saw my mom cooking. I frown when I saw this. She must be drinking last night. If she's doing nice things, she must been drunk last night. If she didn't drink, she will go straight to work. I don't even want to tell you about her "work". I don't even know if that what it's called.

"Hey, honey! Whats wrong with your back?" my mom asked.

"I slept on the couch." I reply flatly.

"Really? I didn't saw you there." she said.

It's because you were drunk, to even notice! I said in my thoughts. I didnt want her to change into a lion or something. Think!

"Oh, nevermind. Can you help me?" I ask politely.

"With your back?" she asked back.

"Yeah." she smile warmly. More like faking!

She massage my back until it doesn't hurt anymore. She continued cooking, after that she put something on a plate. I can't see cause she was blocking the way.

As she turn to me, she was holding a plate of omelet. Oh great! The Famous Omelet.... That I really hate!

"Here, have some." she put it in front of me. I quickly push it back and shook my head.

"I'm allergic to it." I lied. She just frown.

"You can't be serious." almost pouting. Pouting fail!

"I am." I nodded.

"But, when you ate the-" my phone quickly cut her off. Thank you!

"Hold on, mom! I've got to take this." I quickly ran into my room. I locked the door, lay down on the bed and answered my phone.

"Who ever this is, thank you for saving my life!" I said before the could they said anything.

"No problem. I just need to talk you." that voice, so familiar....

"Before that can I ask who you are?" the person just laugh. Again that voice. Who are you?

"Oh, I don't need to answer that when you know the answer already." I was so confuse.

Then it hit me! My eyes widen. No, no, no... That's the last person I want to know about.

"I told you, never to call me again." I growl.

"Oh! I'm so scared." the person mocked me. Now, this is making me mad. I quickly hang up and throw the phone outside the window. I heard a crash after that.

Why bother? At least I didn't have to hear the person's voice again.

I need to talk to Nick... He maybe knows something..