Blinded in Myself

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*Kyle's POV*

I was laying in bed, a smile on my face as I was recalling this brunch. It was so funny because I never knew that I'm this kind of person. At first, I didn't notice, but then she said that I'm talkative, and it's kind of new for me, I never knew someone would change me. And how I said 'Thank God', it's kinda new too.

Maybe I'm thanking God for letting me meet Sia, for created Sia, for Sia. She helps me to open up myself, tell her my story, and hear her stories. Sometimes, I just want to do that forever.

"Sir, are you alright? I'm afraid you have a fever" Jasper frowned, as he looked at me. "I didn't mean to spy on you, Sir. I just walked passing your room, and then I saw you're all red" He said full of care.

"I'm not having a fever, Jasper. It's called a G-I-R-L. Sure, you never heard of it" I said with a smile.

"Well, in Scotland we called it 'hen'" He said bluntly.

"You didn't understand my point!" I cried out in frustration. "I'm not talking about your country!" I rolled my eyes.

"No, I completely understand. You're having that 'in love with that chick' mood" He said with his Scottish accent.

"Stop acting like my psychiatrist, and who do you call chick?" I got up, and sit on the bed.

"Your lovely neighbor, Sir. Ms. Athanasia Bowers?" He smirked.

"I'm glad we have this talk, Jasper. And one more word, you're fired" He walked out, as I rolled my eyes. "Wait...Jasper, what should I give her?"

He turned around. "I'm sorry, Sir, I'm afraid I can't answer that question, or maybe I'll get fired," He said politely.

"Come on! Don't hold any grudge to me, you know I can't filter my mouth" I pleaded.

"Okay, I'll say, give her such a precious thing, that she'll never think of"

"And what do you think?" I frowned.

"Well, Sir. How can I know? I never met her" I nodded. "But I know, she's amazing and attractive," He said with a smile.

"What?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Well, you've never been in love, Sir. But this one must be so attractive and amazing to make you fall in love, and smiling, and had a beamer like a tomato" He said in his Scottish accent.

"In love? No, I'm not!" Jasper just smiled. "And what's beamer?" I raised my eyebrows.

"In Scottish, beamer means a red face due to embarrassment, and you had a beamer, just by thinking of her" Before I can say anything he cut me off and walked away. "Goodnight, Sir"

This thing keeps ringing in my ear, am I in love with her? No, I can't be sure yet.

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I'm driving you to school today

I texted Sia, and she just read it. Typical Sia, not even wasting any alphabet, even to her neighbor, and brunch-mate, also deep talk-mate.

Here I am right in front of her house, with my Mercedes right behind me. And there she goes, in her uniform. She has this aura that makes her uniform look like designer clothes. She has this fancy aura, that'll make any girl bow down.

"What are you doing?" She frowned.

"I texted you, that I'll drive you to school" I lifted my phone.

"You texted me too? Sorry, I deleted all the unknown text, I got that kind of text a lot" She said calmly.

"You didn't save my number?" I asked in disbelief.