BND|Our First

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C H A P T E R  T H I R T Y  O N E
O U R  F I R S T

Three days had passed since Marco had left me completely bewildered.

I

tried to decline his ridiculous favor but he wouldn't take it, he hoistened me on his back and threatened to throw me in the garbage waste.

I should've been more smarter and I knew that he wouldn't actually do that but I was desperate--plus you can't deny that a sadistic will always be a sadistic.

I was wondering why my mother screamed my name like it depended her life. I frowned when I glanced by my phone and it was 5:15 on a Saturday morning.

Grrrrr!!

As lazy and pissed I was to stand up, I did. I knew that my mother wouldn't stop until I finally crawl out of bed.

I dragged myself down the long spiral stairs and when  my eyes landed on the  particular figure, my eyes widened.

And I thought my eyes couldn't open  wider when I heard my parents yell. "You didn't tell us that you were dating Marco?!".

He gave me an evil smirk and I sighed.

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"Where's the stop Diaz?", I groaned while he dragged me by hem on my sleeves as we walked through the scorching road.

I tugged my own arms aggressively. "I can walk!", I hissed and wiped a sweat from my forehead.

"You're exaggerating", he frowned. "--it's practically cold since the sun hasn't rose and you're trying to make yourself sweat", he flickered my forehead.

"You know", a smile crept on his lips. "--this is our very first official date Star".

A blush formed on my cheeks. "This is n-not a d-date!", I stuttered, my lips trembling. "--this is just a hangout!".

"Keep saying that", he chuckled.

"W-well you keep on dreaming!", I tried to counter him.

He flashed a wink. "That I will  until you and I become a reality".

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"Whar are we doing here?", I faced him, completely baffled about our first stop.

The t-shirt shop.

Unique name  right? He didn't reply and instead  went forward the various shirts and started eyeing them closely while I tagged along beside him.

"Are you  gonna buy a shirt or w-hat?", I awkwardly asked, my eyes focused on his  swift fingers running over the different clothing.

"I like this", he muttered to himself and grabbed two which I didn't get to see.

"What's your  size?", he abruptly blurted out of the blue that my eyes widened.

"W-what do you mean?", I stuttered, my face turning red.

"Dummy", his shook his head. "--I'm going to by us shirts".

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