My Killer Friend

Chapter II - Profile

11:35
Adamson's Cafeteria

Julie's POV

Two chicken, Two teriyaki and 1 big bowl of rice good for three. Good thing, it was Andrew's treat. I sat beside Elizabeth and Andrew sitting in front of us with his arm on the table feeling relaxed and well comfortable in the environment.

"So you guys know each other?" Elizabeth's brow raised while asking us both

"Indeed." Andrew answered without any hesitation

Elizabeth whispered to me "are you sure you know this guy.. he's freakin' handsome" I laughed a bit. We knew each other years ago. Probably 10 years ago—

Andrew face us closely "Hey, hey hey! what are you guys talking about behind my back?" he questioned

Elizabeth waved her right hand "Nothing!"

"Julie why are you not talking?" Andrew gaze intently to my eyes

"Oh! she's mute." Elizabeth joked

Andrew stand in shocked "What?! my Julie's mute?!"

"Oh my gash. Calm down Andrew, I'm just joking okay!" Elizabeth can't stop laughing while eating. She's so cute.

Andrew sat down "then why is she not talking?" he asked again

"Her mind speaks louder than her mouth." Elizabeth looked at me and smile

"So she got a spokesperson now?" Andrew eyed Elizabeth

There was a moment of silence between them and after absorbing the joke the both of them burst into laughter. I just continued eating while hearing them both laughing, I don't know what's funny about it? That I got a spokesperson now? It's fine with me, I get used to it. That people laughed at me? Maybe I just looked like a clown for them.

"Hey Julie, I'm just joking okay?" Elizabeth cleaned her throat and put her arm around my shoulder.

I eyed Andrew and he looked like he can't get over on Elizabeth's joke. I know Andrew's still the kid before, always happy, amazing, and incredible. But what I didn't expect was his looks, his not so long hair, the perfect outfit his wearing, he looks so good on that denim jacket. Moreover he looked like little Leonardo Di Caprio now.

"So tell us about you, Mr. Andrew." Elizabeth continue "How you and Julie met?" She asked

Andrew glanced at me but it was only a flick of his eyes and turn back to Elizabeth. "We were childhood friends."

"And then?" Elizabeth asked, one brow up

This time Andrew stared at me intently. I couldn't read his eyes. But I felt something that made hopes and agony tightly tied. I cleared my throat and utter a word to escape this uncomfortable scene.

"We are great friends." the words slurred

Andrew smiled back "Well, she said it" we shared glances uncomfortably