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WENDY:My kitchen and utensils were as surprised to see me as I was to see them. I had abandoned them for take-outs since forever, and here I was, finally reconnecting with them.Unfortunately, there wasn't much in the refrigerator except eggs and a jar of corn smash."That will do."I settled for an omelet and some corn meal. Once I finished preparing the food, I set the table and was about to call Frederick down for dinner when I saw him descending the stairs, shining brighter than the solar.He had taken off his ugly glasses and had done something to his hair. His curls sparkled in the stylish half bun he had created. The baggy pants gave him a fashionable look, more better than a model review, and his loose cotton blouse hung sexily off his shoulder.He looked more appetizing than my burnt omelet."You look... nice.""And so are those before me."He is a forward type, I see.I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Although I had a clue as to where he was heading with his comment."Don't
WENDY:"Huh?"Frederick chuckled, finding my opposition amusing, while I did not. Rather than apologies, I'd prefer gratuities. "Then, should I reward you for agreeing to sleep with me?""I didn't realize I agreed to sleep with you as well.""Hey!" He caught onto the joke and blushed. "I never thought of you as someone who tells corny jokes.""I don't."I don't tell jokes, let alone corny ones. It is only periodic I am interested in entertaining Frederick, hence he sees me as a comedian.At once, Frederick rose and came before my face, surprising me by his action. "I could give you a kiss as a reward."I suppressed my fluttered stance and withdrew my head from his closeness. "I might consider that, except I don't appreciate someone who goes around giving kisses as rewards.""Who says I go around giving kisses for rewards?""Well, you just offered one."His face softened, and I could sense his reachable bitterness. "I offered it because it's you," his words came in whispers.That was m
WENDY:I kicked against my suspicions as I watched him hide under me, recovering from the unintended slice I gave him. No, it can't be. Frederick stroked me a while ago without uneasiness, nothing had shown he hadn't done it before.Or possibly, I am wrong. Perhaps he is yet to do it just like his hole portrayed.If it is so, Frederick dear me! Had handled the pierce strongly.I lifted his legs and adjusted in between him again. His shut eyes were baseless, with no sign of objection nor fear. I took my chances and thrust in for a second replay."Arrrgh!""Are you alright?" I withheld. His poor face flattened and I could see traces of teardrops at the corner of his eyes."I am alright.""Do you want me to stop?""You said you won't.""Hey!""No. Don't stop."He exhaled slowly. I could feel the tension in his body yet he urged me to continue.Frederick's flirts and expertise made me think he wasn't new to sex life until I attempted twice in difficulty to go into him; he was narrow an
NICHOLAS:I welcome myself to the vibrant warmth of the silent morning as I throttle through the exuberant city to my apartment. I ride steadily, engulfing the freshness of the atmosphere which is different from that of the countryside.The city had maintained its radiance even in my absence. It has increased, I do say, as I notice the new large billboard of 'Lucky Roggers,' a popular fashion model occupying the boulevard like he owns the sky.I arrived at my district a minute after eight. I had left home early to arrive at this decent hour on the plan of going for a quick job hunt before the end of the day. It is required I pick up a part-time job to sort my daily expenses and, most importantly, prepare for Elena's surgery.I can do anything. It is explicit that searching for a job may be challenging, but I intend to lie about my age and education level; my physique makes it believable. I look older than my age, and so I will portray myself as a responsible adult seeking a job.I keye
NICHOLAS:About half an hour after I was compelled and intimidated by his voice to release my address, a knock along with the doorbell sounded all at once.I do not need to see their hands to know who had politely rang the bell and who wanted to pull the door off its knots by his knock.I swung the door open to Wendy, holding two bottles of red wine. He walked in like we jointly share the rent in his usual sophisticated outfit of pants and black shirt with the buttons, flared to the chest. His perfectly styled hair and impeccable scent filled my room which outshine the backdrop of my apartment at once.He glanced around the spacious living space, his cold expression matching his demeanor. I couldn't discern his thoughts, which contrasted with his outward appearance. Without uttering a word, he walked to a corner and made himself comfortable.Park remained at the door gawking me all over that I nearly got cursed with goosebumps."Damn you!" He made to walk in, but took a step back agai
NICHOLAS:School again.It went as usual, except for the part where I had to sit with Mrs. Crown to discuss my health and readiness to start classes. She went aboard to propose an excluded lesson if I am unable to take the presence of other students.I declined.Her grave concern explains the depth of Dr. Ray's report to her, and she continued her episodes of speeches, which gave me many analyses of what the doctor had said to her.I returned to class with the assurance that I am out of danger which I knew she had partially accepted. She, however, isn't the cut of my problem, catching up with the missed lessons is. It proved to be difficult. Although I don't care about them, I still need to maintain good grades.Wendy, on the other hand, cares a lot. He is a bright and attentive student, the best in class. That's why he is popular and desired by everyone. His both wealthy and brilliant nature tripled the bonuses for his lucky would-be-boyfriend, which everyone strives to become.He ha
Greg:"He's back!"The news spread like wildfire throughout the school. Nicholas had returned after two weeks and two days of absence. I kept count, yes, I stupidly did.While I was glad to see him back, it irked me to realize that I wasn't the only one eagerly awaiting his comeback.The students went into a frenzy upon hearing the announcement. Many of them rushed to the school perimeter to catch a glimpse of him.I could have joined them to watch his arrival, but Mr. Sam had driven us to school unusually early today, which meant Frederick and I were stuck in class while the prince returned."Hurry, we have to see him!"The students exclaimed, unabashed in their excitement. Without any hesitation, they dashed out of the classrooms.You see, we aren't stuck like I said. We could run out to see him too, but I dislike leaving my seat after morning assembly before the bell of class over, and Frederick has taken to my ideology.Despite the strong urge to join them, I remained seated, watch
NICHOLAS:Our eyes locked in the garden, oblivious to everyone else. He suddenly became the only thing that mattered before me, and with his perfect face, I don't mind holding him special forever.Something stirred deep within my heart, and I could feel it trembling with strange happiness at the sight of him again. I did miss him.He sat at a distance with his friend, whose gaze was also directed to me. Unfortunately for him, I do not see him.I focused on Greg Bolt, but the moment of intrigue passed quickly as he averted his gaze, making me notice Larozo jogging toward me.Larozo with timing has always been at odds and such a failure. Why did he have to show up now, when others are long done offering their "happy to see you back" remarks?"Sweetheart! How I've missed you," he sang, crossing his arm over my shoulder which I immediately shrugged off."Take it easy, Tiger. It's too soon for a fight, don't you think?" He backed away.Involuntarily, I glanced back at Greg, hoping he hadn'