She puts on a tray of breakfast on to the table beside my bed and she flops herself on the bed sitting beside me. Kaye was wearing her 42
pajamas and a very huge shirt. She was a simple girl at home. Most of the girls who's in Kaye's situation right now might probably be wearing very short shorts and tank tops showing off their chests. I never knew she could be this conservative and simple. And I respect her for that. But it's only up to respecting her and I promise that I will never fall for her. If you respect her, there's much probability that you'd fall in love with her. Ugh, curse my inner voice. Kaye is sweet yet very tough. Well then, we're not even halfway done yet, I can still do much more to make her go begging on my knees. 43
CHAPTER 6 -“Trip to Narnia?” “ Y ou know what, Katherine? You are such a beautiful human being… I hope that someday, we’d be able to officially be in a relationship. I think I’m starting to develop feelings for you.” Looking at a peacefully sleeping Carson, this scenario kept replaying in my head as if it was the only song on a long playlist being on repeat. I kept grinning at the thought of him actually starting to develop feelings for me. Nah, I still have a long way to go. Thinking of more ways to make him fall in love with me, I decided to cook breakfast (my mom has taught me but she’s still way better) for three: My mom, Carson and I. I don’t even remember how exactly Ashley and I were able to carry a big guy who was heavily drunk and asleep, and sneak him into a house of an overly protective mom. Ashley offered to let Carson stay at their house (I mean, who in the whole student body won’t like to bring home a gorgeous creature?) but then I gladly told her that she had to take a rest and that she has helped me enough and that I was in charge for this whole mess. (Too much ands) In fact, it’s our game in which she just got dragged with. Bringing him home wouldn’t even be an option since we don’t even know where this dude lives. 44
As I get back to my room after cooking, I slammed my door shut and saw that Carson was already awake making some stretches. I greet him a good morning and a surge of curiosity came to his face. I put on the tray of breakfast on to the table beside the bed and flops myself on the bed beside him. “Why the curious face?” I asked. “Did – did, um something hap –?” He questioned, stuttering his words out. Oh, is the player nervous? I was laughing so hard at his question, hell as if something’s going to happen. “Please don’t get your hopes up but no. Gosh, why would I make out with someone I just met?” I said feeling so grossed out with the thought. “I slept downstairs, for your information. So you owe me a lot.” I threatened. “Why not the other way around, idiot? Why didn’t you just stay here and my gorgeous self downstairs? You just want me to owe you something, don’t you?” Rolling my eyes, he did a mischievous smirk and I just ignored it.
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