Chapter 5

When I get to know him, I can say that Andrew is okay. Yes, I call him Andrew now and not Mr. Snob because I have seen that he is not a snob person. Maybe he looks like that if you don’t know him.

We have been spending time with each other these past weeks because of the driving lesson. I got to know him better because of that.

He is very patient in teaching me. I am having a hard time parking the car. That’s my only problem, and I am close to perfection with my driving skills. I am not worried about the written exam because I know that I will do well.

Also, Andrew and I became text-mate and call-mate. Sometimes we talked about the driving lesson we had, but in the latter part, we change our topic like about our love life. Yes, I am that thick face to ask him that.

And I was shocked when I found out that he is an NGSB, meaning “No Girlfriend Since Birth.” I really can’t believe it because he is so freaking handsome. Any girl would love to be her girlfriend.

I suddenly want to ask if he is gay or something. But when I asked Lance, he said no, he is just too picky, and he was so in love with cars that he has no time for girls.

Well, if you think about it, not all handsome men and beautiful women are taken. Like me, I am also an NBSB. Which makes me feel that maybe we are meant to be. But I erase that idea.

As what in the accounting have said, “never assumed unless otherwise stated.”

Andrew will fetch me today. This will be my last day of work and my last day in my driving lesson with him.

I felt sad, but it's okay. I didn’t expect that I will enjoy his company because my first impression of him was, he is a snob and has no PR in his body.

But I like talking to him. I like talking to intelligent people because I learned a lot.

I also want him to learn something, and that is to enjoy life despite his busy schedule.

Well, I am also a workaholic person, but I always see to it that I am still enjoying what I do. And that is what I want him to learn.

I came back to reality when I noticed his car in front of me. Andrew already arrived. I smiled at him.

He went out of his car to open the door for me. He is a gentleman.

"How was your day?" He asked.

"Good. I already did a turnover." I answered.

“Oh, so you already have a replacement? That’s good then.”

“Yes, so far, she’s okay. I hope that she is. I’m worried about my clients. I hope she can handle it well.” I honestly said.

I am attached when it comes to my clients. If I were to decide, I would want to resign from my work. But my clients were the reason why I am staying there. They are so nice to me.

“You seem more attached to your clients.” He noticed.

“Yes, because I like working with them than the people in the office,” I said.

I heard him chuckled. Well, that is one of his improvements. He can now smile and laughed.

I even tease him if he finds me a clown because he always laughed when we are together.

Sometimes I don't know if I will be happy or not because I make him laugh.

We have arrived at Andrew's driving school, and I am currently driving. And guess what I'm okay with everything, except this one ... Parking.

I focused and started to park. I slowed down and thought of the right time, proper cycle, back and forth. My eyes widened as I did it with just one try. I immediately got out and jumped outside. Finally, I made it.

Andrew also came out. And because of too much happiness, I went to him and hugged him. We were both surprised by what I did, but he recovered fast and answered my hug.

It didn't take long because I also remove from the hug immediately.

"Thank you, Andrew." I sincerely said.

"Welcome. After all the bumps and scratches, you finally made it.” He said teasingly.

Oh, another improvement. He can now joke around.

"Sorry. I find it too hard, but at least now I already did it.” I said, a bit embarrassed.

"Want to try it again?" He asked.

I smiled at him and nodded. I tried it three more times, and I did it perfectly. It only means one thing.

“You are now ready for an actual driving exam,” Andrew said with a smile on his face.

I also smiled at him but mixed with sadness. It means that we will never meet again. I can't talk to him much because there is no reason to talk to him.

I finished the actual driving exam, and of course, as expected, I passed; it's not surprising because my teacher is good. But it also means that the happy bonding between the two of us is over.

But because I still want to bond with him more, I ask him to help me choose a car that my parents will buy. And as expected, he agreed.

We are together now in his shop. Their sales agent showed us the best seller cars for girls. Apart from the fact that I didn't understand anything she said because she’s busy flirting with Andrew, I didn't like much of what she was showing us. The car looks too small and too pink.

"What do you think?" Andrew asked me.

I shook my head.

“It looks too girly and small. Isn’t that kind of car easily stopped when there is a flood?” I commented.

I saw the sales agent frowned. It is so obvious that she is trying to impress Andrew. Like hello?! I’m the client here and not Andrew!

"What do you prefer?" Andrew asked.

I thought of what I want.

“I like big cars, especially those who I can drive even if there is a flood; you know here in the Philippines, it often floods. Also, I wanted to have a big compartment for my things. I will start to work with Vince soon.” I explained.

"Vince as in Vince Concio?" The sales agent butt-in. She looks giddy with what she heard.

"Yes." I just said.

I wanted to roll my eyes because she is pissing me off.

“Wow, Ma’am, you are so lucky!” She butt-in again.

She is getting into my nerve. She acts as if we are close, not to mention the way she flirts with Andrew. If I were your boss, I would give you a warning.

“You want us to switch places?!” I hissed.

"Easy," Andrew said while he put his arm around me and guided me to the other area.

“I am pissed with her. She’s so flirt. I am the client here and not you.” I said, still pissed.

"Woah! Jealous?" He teased me.

"Of course not! Love is not jealous!" I was shocked by my answer.

I immediately slapped my mouth several times.

I saw him grin. "Do you love me?"

“You are so cocky! Of course not. It's just that jealousy is not on my vocabulary.” I said instead.

It's true! I like him, but I don’t love him yet.

Wait, so it means that my feelings can turn into love? Oh no, Alli, that’s dangerous!