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I could say my feet has its own life because it started to ran and again, congratulations to me because I wasted another moment, or should I say chance again.

"Where's the apples?," Tess asked when I came home.

"I-I forgot, really. Sorry Tess."

She smiled. "Its okay. Anyway, how's your conversation with Drake?"

"We haven't talked yet."

"Oh, I thought you have talked with each other already."

"What made you think that?"

"You look so afraid? Oh wait, not afraid, you look so nervous."

"I just saw him and I ran."

She laughed and lead me to the couch. "Do you find him handsome?"

"Good-looking, perhaps? He has a very nice face, I guess." Tess gave me a teasing smile and I tried to find out what was that smile means.

"Just don't lose hope. I know one of these days you can finally talked to him again."

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DAY 4

This day I promised myself that I won't go home if I didn't talk to Drake. Tess dressed me again and she told me to keep calm and smile if I was feeling nervous again, if possible. 

The presence of the birhgt sky made me smile plus the chirping of the birds. It was really nice to live here on earth and I wish I could be in this life forever. I want to experience how to grow up here and --

"Hey."

Tell me?! Is this Drake who's infront of me??? I'm not still prepared, oh God! 

Okay, Margaux, keep calm and smileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Remember Tess' wisdom of teachings.

I responded him with a smile. "I know you.”

“And I know you too.” Why does he has this amazing voice?

“You do? Then what is my name?”

“I mean your face only.”

“Oh, me too,” and I grinned.

“So, what is your name?,” we said simultaneously while pointing each other using our index.

“You go first,” he said hurriedly.

“My name is Margaux,” still smiling.

“Mine is Drake. Nice to meet you,” he offered his hand to mine and I wondered why.

“Uh, what was that for?,” I asked, confused.

“Handshake. Everytime two or more person have just known each other, they shake hands.”

“Can you demonstrate it?,” I asked and I think he laughed a little inside.

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