All these years I haven't seen anyone who can relate to me until I saw him for the first time while I came to pick up my little sister (Maria) from her school. So this guy was all being cute and sweet towards the kids, the way he smiled towards them was just unavoidable then there is me who is born and brought by DESI (brown) parents and all I was taught is not to talk to strangers. Lol!!! I question myself *even if that stranger is hella cute?*
Gladly it was Maria to whom he was talking with and I had to get in between them and end their conversation about Disneyland. I didn't speak a word nor I turned back. After dropping this little monster of my family, I had to act nice to her because I wanted to know who he was. Almost a week passed and it was Sunday morning!!! Nobody was at home except me and Maria. It's 8 am and there's a strange knock at the door and constant ringing of the door bell. I thought it was Mom who was constantly hitting the door bell, after I opened, I was also wondering how can mom look so tall, handsome and just like the guy I saw at Maria's school......
To be continued
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Teen FictionThis story is about Aleena who has moved to Los Angeles, California after her elementary school. It's hard for her to get into this English culture as everything seems new to her since the day she landed in LA, she still wishes to go to her hometown...
