Chapter Eleven.

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"Thanks for this lovely breakfast!"She got up wiping her lips,But she stopped at the site of a crumpled paper.

"What,s this?"She picked it up,It was a song,written by someone.

"Who,s written this?"She showed the paper to the maid,she was just going to answer,suddenly Dean entered in the kitchen asking for breakfast.

"Good morning,"He wished her.

"Good morning,"She smiled and went upstairs.

A few hours past.

"Are you my girl?Well,this song is impressive,"She nodded,while reading the content on the paper.

"But you don,t like it with me in bed,Oh yeah....

Are you my girl for sure?

Are you my girl

Yeahh

We were soo good together

We were soo nice forever

something changed thing between us

yeah..Oh yeah

She sat up straight.

Someone was singing the same song nearby.

"DEAN?"She jumped up and ran to Dean,s room.

There he was,holding a guitar...singing,like a trained singer.She waited for him to finish,and then smiled.

"So you wrote it,did,nt you?"She held out the piece of paper.

He nodded.

"Wow,You have an awesome voice!"

"Yeah,"And there she spotted a sketchpad.

Moments passed,of them talking and she appreciating him.

Suddenly her phone started ringing.

"It,s Mr.Roberts...Maths?"She looked horrified.

"GO on,"

A few minuted after,She hung up and now was looking happy.

"What?Is everything alright?"He asked.

"YEAH!"She shouted and nearly jumped on him.He hugged her back.

"I passed!I got an A!"She cried.

"Really?"

"Yeah,"They pulled away.

"Thanks,Dean,you helped me a great deal..You are the best tutor ever,"She smiled and left the room.

"This girl,She really is something,"He smiled and went back to his guitar.


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