Strangers Who aren't Stranger

chapter 2

I entered my bathroom with the thought of of going to ride differrent rides at the amusement park after the shopping. This is the only fun part of going out for me except the sight of lovers eating each others face . After 30 minutes Im already changing in my usual everyday outfit . I went out of my room and go to the kitchen to eat breakfast before going out. I was about to drink the juice that I found in the refrigarator when somebody cleared his throat . I jump startled by the presence of other person in the Kitchen. My eyes followed where the sound came and my eyes almost pop out in its sockets as I see the most beautiful Adam that I've ever laid my eyes on. I drank the juice clamsily while staring at his bare chest. As I place the glass on the counter I look back at the guy sitting on the chair with a cocky smirk plastered on his face. My face suddenly heat up when I remember my reaction while staring at him. I felt embarassed and berated myself silently because the smirk on his face shows how arrogant and proud he is of his God like body that could make almost every woman drool over him. I rolled my eyes at him and left the kitchen without a word, because the way he is looking down at me just made me feel more irritated than I already was cause of the early call from my friend earlier who disturbed my peace with my bed and just forget the the thought of having a small conversation with him . No doubt the guy is just so full of himself .The way he stared openly and admiringly with my body said it all that I should not associate myself to the likes of him.It's so obvious that he belongs to the kind of guys I abhor  . As I walked out the door I heard him chuckle which made me angrier and walked faster. I went directly to my brother's room and bang loudly on his door because his rude visitor just ruined my perfect morning.
I can hear my brother's muffled groan like I'm disturbing his sleep. Deciding to leave , cause knowing how important sleep is to my brother , I turned and headed downstairs. I was at the last step when I saw the handsome visitor heading on ny direction. I don't have plan to involve in any conversation with him so I just walked pass him without looking but my head suddenly snapped up looking at him because he blocked me out of my way , Hmmmm someone is looking cute going out today he said looking down at my face. I felt so annoyed not because of his nearness but because of my body's inability to ignore how good looking he is. He have perfect square jaw and piercing blue gray eyes that could make you feel like wanting to do something erotic with him and a perfect muscular body that could make you want to run your fingers and feel those muscles shamelessly. I cleared my thought and wet my tongue because they suddenly went dry but I suddenly stopped because the smirk on his face suddenly disappeared and replaced with a look that I cannot give a name on his face. He suddenly became stiff and stared at my lips . His face was coming closer and I can feel his breath fanning my face . I closed my eyes then waited for his lips to touch mine but the kiss that I was anticipating didn't happen. My eyes flew open when I heard him laughing at me. His eyes are almost at tears because of laughing with his forefingers pointing at me. Are you really thinking that I am going to kiss you??? Seriously Jelly Tisha Bea?? Then  I once again embarassed myself for the second time this morning with this handsome stranger. I can't find my voice and felt so stupid for being lost in his handsomeness. I stuttered telling him that I just closed my eyes because I was fighting the urge to hit him for ruining my perfect morning which only made him laugh harder. I can't help staring at him while he was busy laughing his ass off at me and I can't help but asked how God could be so unfair that the guy laughing at me could be so perfect, that he has everything a physical appearance a guy could ask for and a woman could die for just to have him for one night. When he stopped laughing and gained his composure I realized that he just called me with my whole given name which reminds me of a certain someone from my younger years. I disregard the thought and asked him how did he know my name but he just stared and looked at me directly in the eyes like he was trying to read me without saying anything. I want to squirm under his gaze but I hold a grip of myself and stared back at him and I think I saw a flicker of sadness in his eyes which was immidiately replaced by his cockiness and stared at me flirtily just like the way I saw most of the playboy guys in my college days does when they are hitting to a random woman just to get laid. He smiled and a pair of cute dimples appeared on his cheeks and then with a teasing voice he said hmmm it's really sad to know that you grew up with that kind of memory I pity your teachers who bore with you when you were studying I guess they had a hard time making you remember all the topics they've been feeding you with the poor memory you have. How come you don't remember your brother's most handsome friend and that someone you confessed your undying love and asked to marry you someday when you grow up ? Did I really become that handsome so much that you didn't recognized me or did you become that bitter when I declined your love way back then and chose to forget me? Aww he said with a hint of laughter in his voice. Then the realization hits me. Standing in front of me was no other than Thunder John Newman. The guy who told me that he will never like me when I was fifteen years old. The guy who broke my young heart into pieces and further crushed it by kissing another girl in my presence.

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