Arranged Marriage to my Mate [Completed but Editing]

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

        The clock glared 2:37 at Taylor’s tired face. She had finally finished her homework. She ran to the bathroom and quickly brushed her teeth and changed into a tank top and shorts. As she settled into bed, the faint sound of a gentle breeze flowing motioned her to open the window. She stood there, taking in the fresh air. “Beautiful” she whispered. Tonight, the sky was drizzled in bright shining stars. The moon streaked a faint light, illuminating the sky. Her skin tingled as the breeze entered the room, wrapping her in a cool embrace. She sighed, enjoying the moment. Her perfect moment was broken, when she heard her cell phone go off. She reached over and looked at it. She smiled, it was from Dylan.

        Dylan was one of her closest friends. She seemed to feel closer to him than any of her friends. He was as close to a gentleman as they got. Not like all the other guys at Riverton High. He didn’t care about fooling around with girls, then leaving them heartbroken. Taylor was happy that they were friends. She even got along with his girlfriend, Molly. They were practically meant for each other. A pang of envy hit Taylor, as she herself wished for a budding romance like Dylan and Molly. It’s not like she liked Dylan, but she wished she could have someone as equally kind and caring as him. Being such a helpless romantic herself, she always wished for her own prince charming; still waiting it seemed. One would never have guessed that Taylor never had a boyfriend, however, it was true. Always buried in homework and worrying about school never gave her the time or effort to put on a flirty smile and charm some guys. Looking at her phone, she saw that the text. Dylan had asked her if she wanted to get rent a movie this weekend with him, Molly, and one of Taylor’s close friends Angela. She instantly replied a yes. As she wriggled back into her comforter, she dreamt what it would be like to have a guy care about her, to comfort her, to hold her in his strong arms. She smiled and closed her eyes, leaving those thoughts to float around in her mind.