one and only (Editing)

the one

"Good morning mom, dad,"

"Good morning, sweetheart," papa and mom replied simultaneously.
"Good morning too, Isha," Adrian said.

Yes, Adrian is here too. Great! I shrugged, not surprised at all. He have been visiting our home frequently since mom and papa love his existence around them so much. They invited him very often and he never said no.

They treated him like he was their son. They went shopping together and eat together. Papa even asked him to go fishing together last Saturday and they came back home late, enough to make me and mom felt worried at home waiting for them.

"What are you doing here?" I joined them at the dining table and busied myself with the toast and milk.

"Isha, he can come here anytime," mom interrupted as if she was the one I asked.

"But today he's earlier than usual," I buttered a slice of toast, stared at him suspiciously.

"I'm taking you to school with me today and till our graduation day," he handed me the small bottle of peanut butter jam who soon took it and started to spread it on my toast.

"I'd be happy to accept that. Thank you in advance," I said just to see him smiling sweetly.

"A pleasure of mine."

As soon as breakfast was over, we both climbed into Adrian's car and went straight to school. Soon, Adrian pulled into the school parking lot. Once the car has came to a rest, Adrian hefted his backpack over his shoulder with a grunt.

"What's with that grumble?" with forehead creased, I asked him. He then gestured to the nearby notice board with his mouth.

My eyes rested at the notice broad before I whirled to look around. Poster can be seen everywhere. There were lots of different things written on each poster but one thing to be sure, it were all about the preparation for our batch graduation.

I slowly looked at him. "Don't tell me you are not happy with us graduating next month," I blurted out my wild assumptions. He nodded slightly.

"Kinda sad."

I frowned, "seriously?"

"Yes, I'm super serious right now. I'm going to miss Lavionile High a lot. A year and few months only, but there's lots of things have happened to me here," he inhaled deeply, paused for a second before he took a look at me and mumbled, "and most importantly, I meet you here," he said calmly with a teasing smile as he saw my face turned red, blushing.

I punched his right shoulder hard and it made him flinched before giggled. We started to step carefully from the parking lot to our locker room getting ready for the first period where I will be having my History class while for him, it would be his Japanese Language class.

I once wondered why would he chose Japanese subject instead of French but he said he learned about French in his previous school, so he wanted to take the risk with a new language. But lucky for him, he was a fast learner so getting a good grade for Japanese subject would be his piece of cake.

I was about to leave first to my class when he suddenly leaned against the locker beside mine and gazed at me.

I rolled my eyes.

"What is it now?" I asked with a lazy weak tone.

He didn't answered me in an instant and he grabbed my hand instead. His eyes was still completely on me as if no disturbances can break the gazed he locked on me.

My heart skips a beat as his deep brown eyes somehow became even more beautiful than usual because he looked like he was losing in my black eyes. His eyes was coloured with love and a great sense of desire.