Your Bride Or Your Maid [On Hold]

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

"Ha, Caleb, no phone call." i tried to laugh.

"C'mon its 9am! Dude! I thought you applied for fun?" He smirked. Actually yes, i really wanted to be picked. As if it was possible, laugh out loud.

"Anyway, just chill and wait for the call." He put an arm around Grace and continued watching his film together. They did that every saturday - Grace would come over and watch a movie with Caleb.

I've always wished i could sit with my boyfriend next time and watch the titanic together. Crazy yeah.

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"Still no phone caaaaaaallllll," i whined. Grace had gone home. It was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon!

Chillax was all Caleb said. How can i take a chill pill?! 

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"Seriously there isn't a call coming!" i screamed, losing hope entirely. Surely they would have called! Its 9pm!

"Just wait!" Gosh, i've waited for a long time. Its killing me.

"Caleb, i'm anticipating my million bucks." 

"Go on."

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"Okay there isn't any call coming. It's 12 o'clock and i'm going to sleep. i need my beauty sleep. I told you i have no hope. I'm expecting my million bucks tomorrow." I sighed and retreated to my room to turn in. So disappointing, omfg. i cant sleep. i had so much confidence in winning. All that rubbish Caleb told me.