“Hi, Cara, nice that you have a new friend now. He looks smart and sweet. Today, I feel like I want to meet you in person. However, I will give you more time to be ready. I will meet you the soonest.”
Well, it’s nice if she will meet him as of this moment. After reading the letter, she immediately went out of her house to see if Mr. Smith was still outside. As he had the courage to send his letter through Choco.
When she immediately went out of her house, she just realized she couldn’t see his face unless he showed himself in front of her.
She was about to get back inside when she noticed unfamiliar faces outside. Some men in their neighborhood are moving things from a mobile truck. Maybe a new neighbor will move into their neighborhood today.
She went back inside to avoid meeting their new neighbor as she hates being friendly to them. She is not a snub. Living a quiet life is just her hobby.
Dingdong!!!
“Cara! We have a visitor sweetie, get yourself down here!” Her mom called her when she was ready to take her nap before going back to school later.
Whoever is the visitor, she doesn’t care. Her mom always disturbed her rest whenever she has a visitor. This time she shrugged and continued her nap.
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“You’ve grown up tall and handsome. Cara just went back from school. Maybe she is resting right now. You can meet up later at any time since we are neighbors again.” Cara’s mom is still the same. She always adores him.
Their family moved into this neighborhood again. He remembered the time he played with her at the playground. They were close as best friends back then until his cousin Vince joined them. If not because of Cara, Vince is not living his life unremarkably.
“Thank you. I wish Cara will remember me like you are still adoring me. And you are looking younger than yesterday, Mrs. Perez.” He replied to her and also complimented her.
“And you’re still the same sweet boy I always adore back then.”
Like yesterday, he’s doing his best to gain lots of brownie points from her parents. So when his parents decide to go back to this neighborhood, he feels energized whenever she thinks Cara will be near him again.
“Mom, I’m going back to school now. Who is our visitor?” Finally, he meets her long-time friend again.
She’s getting downstairs, asking her mom while curiously checking him out. She is wearing her school uniform like a model. This is the first time to meet her in a long time. She’s still pretty like yesterday.
“Hi, Cara! Do you remember who I am?” He greeted her first. However, she looked perplexed.
“She is your childhood friend, sweetie. Don’t you remember Will?” But Mrs. Perez spoiled his little plan by making her curious if she will remember him at some point.
“I lost my childhood memory. I don’t think I can remember you.” She just reacted like she wasn’t at all interested in seeing him or she doesn’t really remember him as his friend.
“Their family just moved into our neighborhood again. Are you going back to school again? I thought you have no class today.” Her mom broke the awkwardness.
“Oh, I see. I need to go back to the library and return these books.” However, she’s still cold as ice as he thinks so.
“Aren’t you going to school too? You can go together in her car.” Her mom, referring to him, asked him. She’s doing a favor for him to catch up with her.
“Oh, yes, I am.” He answered abruptly while staring at Cara.
“Mom, I’ll fetch Jean on my way.” But she is avoiding him.
“It’s alright Mrs. Perez. We can catch up later, right Cara?” He said it to her to make her comfortable with him. But she just nodded and walked out fast.
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She hates the friendly face of that new guy in the neighborhood. Even though her mother told her he was her childhood playmate then. She’s not a girl anymore who will go together playing alone with a boy she doesn’t know. Her mother was too complacent with that guy.
She just made an alibi about fetching Jean on her way. Honestly, she’s going back alone.
She returned the books that she borrowed at the library and get another stack of books for her to read at home.
She started searching for interesting books in the Science section. She couldn’t skip every book that caught her eye. For an hour or two, window shopping for a different topic of books in the library is her new hobby.
Searching again for another book, her feet brought her to the fiction book section.
“Get me out of here.” She untouched her finger when she saw an interesting book about romance stories. So she warned herself and skipped this section.
She continued walking to search for another interesting reading in the magazine section.
But she suddenly stopped walking when she noticed something. She later realized there is an eye staring at her while she was browsing through books.
Those eyes were across the section where she was standing earlier. She returned to the place and looked back again. But the one who’s staring at her has gone.
She continued walking in the middle section and try-catch those eyes. She seated herself on the floor for her to hide.
Someone is following her for real. She doesn’t have paranoia. The real stalker is there in the library. She felt nervous as a cat.
She can’t able to move in her seat as she heard some big footsteps nearing her place. She left her phone in the locker so she can’t make calls and get some help. This library is so enormous that anyone can get into trouble with bad guys.
She wanted to scream but she can’t because she feels herself chilling. She heard the steps again until she lost consciousness.
Birds and insects were chirping in the background. Hearing a sound of silence with only an animal creature howling. “Where is she?” She heard footsteps coming her way. A man whose physique is perfectly masculine beauty. She laid her eyes on the person who was in front of her, showing her a handsome smile on his face. Forgetting the strange scenery of the place. She finds herself in the city of paradise again. She will never forget him in this wonderful place as long as she lives. “Let’s make a deal. Come here whenever you miss me. And don’t forget me when you get back in your place.” He said it while touching her hair down to her face and glaring at her like an animal who’s making a way to snare his prey before eating. Though she felt like she wanted to be eaten by this predator. She can’t wait anymore. She fell into his trap and kissed him first. “I don’t want to wake up. I want to live here forever with you.” “You need to wake up and find me.” He said. And kissed her again. ……
The Chem instructor started his lesson when someone interrupted. The guy entered the class suddenly and asked the instructor to sit in their class. Maybe because he was absent from the morning class where he belongs to. When she noticed the guy’s face, she remembered him. He was the guy. The guy that she was looking for in the entire Science department last time. The only thing that she noticed, she can clearly see his face now. He is no longer wearing his cap. And today, he looks normal and realized he has a handsome face. When he was about to look for an empty seat, he suddenly saw an empty chair beside her left. As he noticed her staring at him, his eyes fell on her the moment he walked near the empty seat. She avoided his gaze and get into her stuff. She feigned while browsing the page of the book that she was reading earlier. “It seems you’re okay now. Have you completed your rest?” Is he talking to her? Well, she’s the only one besides him who is not busy talking with the ot
“Oh, so you’ve met him?” Jean reacted to her like she already knew it will happen as she expected. As she told her about her encounter with the guy who brought her to the hospital. “So, what about him? Wasn’t he the guy in your dream? Do you remember him, you know, the sketch?” Jean asked her the thing that she doesn’t even know what she was talking about. Until she showed her a photo from her phone. She can’t believe what’s happening in her mind. The guy in ripped jeans, I mean the guy named Vince as far as she remembers it clearly, totally has a resemblance to the photo that Jean showed her. And what Jean told her about this dream of hers was definitely out of her sanity. “Dear, I swear, I remember nothing else about the dream that you were saying. And with that sketch, I couldn’t find it in my room. Also, those things that you said that I tell you before. I can’t remember any single of them. I’m a blank slate.” “Aren’t you dreaming anymore? How was your sleep last night? Have yo
“Vince Aldred Garcia. Sleep it off and get her out of your head, please.” He scolded himself as he can’t able to sleep while thinking about her. He turned around his body almost three times in a row on his very own masculine king-size bed.Thinking over a girl often is not a hobby of his. However, it just reminds him of all the instances that he always meets her. It started when she met her in the Chemistry class and then so on. Yet, contemplating the first thought. He really was the one who gets into her first.Maybe because he was a little bored, and she was there as his doll to play with his clingy little flirtatious game. That he disturbed her sleepy and silent world. Though she ignored him two times consecutively. Thinking it over again, the instances that happened to them are like fate. Specifically, when she’s the one who found his little boy in the parking lot. Speaking of Chippy, he misses his playful buddy. The last time they were together was in the library. He brings him
She went straight to her first-period class, leaving the guy in a rush. As she felt embarrassed on the way she left him without a word of thank you for giving her a ride. He made her blush while pondering the question he asked her. It’s a blessing in disguise, they aren’t classmates in her first class. What a first-time feeling to be in such an uncomfortable situation. But why is she feeling this way? He just asked her if she has a boyfriend. She’s not imagining he wants to flirt with her. But basically, she’s assuming that. “Scratched away that thought, Cara Nathalia!” She warned herself. She’s not interested in him. “You’re just, schoolmates.” That should be her thought. “Hey, what are you thinking?” Another guy from X-Men. She means another guy who’s appearing in front of her without giving her prior notice like they have a teleporting ability. “What’s your name again?” She asked him as she forgot it but remembered him as the neighbor who had just recently transferred. “You re
“Yeah, she’s wearing a costume of Maleficent. Can’t you imagine that? When she found out about her blind date, is none other than, me? She walked out and run away on the road, still wearing her cape and headdress. She embarrassed herself in front of me. What a pity.” “That's because she’s not even equal to your handsomeness. What a pathetic woman.” The girl he doesn’t know her name wearing a very short skirt and cheerleading uniform with her lipstick on commented on him. While waiting for Cara, a group of cheerleaders joined his table at the cafeteria. “We actually fit if I wore the costume of Hulk.” The girls laughed and giggled at his joke. He tells them a story about one of his terrible experiences on blind dates. After that blind date, he never did it again. While chatting with the girls, he saw Cara looking at him with her furrowed face. He called her name immediately to wake her attention as she would leave without even seeing him. Despite calling her, she continued her walk a
Her body is in so much sweat while searching the thing all over their house from every room through every single corner. She went back and forth from the living room to the kitchen. She looked for it again and again in the front and back yard of their house. But she couldn’t find it. If her parents will arrive now, they would think a thief had entered their house. Because the house is in so much mess right now. She went back to her room and rested her body on her bed. She stopped moving for a bit moment and closed her eyes to focus her mind on the thing she was looking for from the second she woke up from her dream. Yet, her memory is empty. She really can’t remember where she put that damn sketch of that man in her dream. Then she remembered Jean. Her best friend had shown her the picture of the sketch and remembered Vince's face again. But considering the dream she had a while ago; their character was different. She believes the person in her dream is not the person she had met re
She recalled the dream she had in her therapy. Noting every detail in her diary, her doctor advised her to do it for her mind and not to forget it again. The step-by-step solution for her dream behavior that Jean prescribed her is something like she writes a fiction story about herself. She noted every dream she had lately, and the dream she had during her last therapy session. He believes it was a memory of her as she thinks about it. But a dream is a thing that our subconscious minds speak about. However, her dream is not about her subconscious thoughts, but it’s like a memory. Well, it’s all the same. Her head is scrutinizing it again. She closed her diary when her professor walked in the middle, nearing closer to her seat. She’s back on listening to his discussion so she does not get caught on doing other things on her desk. Her class ends with her thoughts still occupied by her dream. She went straight to the powder room to do things a girl should do after class, retouching her