WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 12 - The Next Day

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They didn't sleep like the first night. In fact, Zephyr said he's sleeping on the couch. Christabella was a bit disappointed. During lunch, she asked him about yesterday night. He claimed that he was drunk. When she asked about what he said, he looked (maybe it was pretended to be) confused and asked, "Did I say something?"

"Never mind..." Christabella said, trying to change the topic.

"Okay..." Zephyr mumbled.

"Um... can I..." Christabella asked with a gesture saying that she wants to concentrate on her lunch.

"Oh. Right," Zephy said, but continued staring at her.

After a moment of silence, Christabella couldn't stand the fact that a pair of eyes was staring at her eating her food. She said, "What? Don't stare! It's rude! Haven't mommy taught you that?"

"Nothing..." he said, looking away.

After lunch, they spent the rest of the weekend together. Snuggling in their bed watching movies after movies. A movie marathon.

When evening came by, Zephyr's eyes began to feel heavy. He slept off. Christabella turned to him, wanting to ask him a question. But he was sleeping already. Oh gawd... he's sleeping... He looks so... so... Suddenly, she feels the urge to kiss him. She found herself leaning forward to kiss him...

No! I can't do this! This is absurd! I'm a girl! I CANNOT do this! She pulled herself away.

"Mmm..." Zephyr stirred in his sleep, then turned over.

Phew! No more temptation.

"Christabella... I..." he turned back and rested his arms on her. She was taken by surprise. She couldn't sit up. She couldn't move. She didn't want to wake him up either. So she laid there and let her eyes wander around her new room. She laid her eyes on the tv's remote control. She reached out and turned off the tv. After a few minutes, she drifted off too, enveloped in Zephyr's arms. Just like yesterday...

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After a few hours, they woke up for late dinner.

Maybe, after what happened yesterday and today will change the boring dinner routine...

Or maybe not.

Dinner was just as boring as sitting in front of a blank wall, listening and drooling, to teacher's lecture about history, history and history.

As usual, Zephyr was looking at his plate and playing with his food. How old is he? Still playing with his food! Hmph! Christabella thought in disapproval to herself, while Mr and Mrs Jonathan talked about their work.

Oh God! This is sooooo boring I can just sleep on my plate. Even the history book looks more appetising than this!

A few moments of silence later, Christabella finally found the odd courage to speak up, "Err... Zephyr?"

Zephyr looked up. Now, EVERYONE at the table was looking at her.

Oh great, now what???

"Yes?" Zephyr asked.

"Erm..." Christabella started, thinking what she was going to say. Mr and Mrs Jonathan looked on. Zephyr look boringly at her, waiting for her to say something.

Ah ha!

"Here you go! Eat some vege!" Christabella shoved some cabbage into his plate. It sounded really lame the second it left his lips, but she don't care.

"Oh! Thanks! You have some too," Zephyr shoved some weird looking vegetable on to her plate.

Yuck! What's this?

But she managed a smile and a weak 'thanks.'

"Are you okay Bel? You look sick..." Mrs Jonathan asked worriedly.

"Oh nothing. Just feeling a bit drowsy..." Christabella said.

"Oh, you should go get some rest after dinner perhaps?" Mrs Jonathan said.

Then everyone went back to their usual quiet dinner routine.

Zephyr was poking the lump as if it was threatening to jump into his mouth.

Oh well, I guess I'd have to get use to this... sigh...

Christabella went on to finish the weird thing Zephyr shoved into her plate.

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SUMITRA - Playful eyes

Hey everyone! This here's my first poem, so go easy on me... (:

Some boys make me laugh,
With their tries and with their bluffs,
Yet no matter what I say,
They never seem to go away.

They please and they flatter,
They say I'm the reason they're such mad hatters,
But I know better,
Besides,
It doesn't really matter to me.

I'm a busy, busy girl,
Who is bound to rule the world,
And so I think it's lame,
How boys play their silly games.

Some boys try,
Some boys lie,
And some even cry,
But I see through those playful eyes.

SUMITRA

WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 11 - The Wedding

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Dear Stupid Life,

OH GOSH! It's the Wedding today! No!!! I'm so nervous! I'm going to be finished! I'm going to be someone's wife! My life! Ruined! I can't imagine! Oh no! What's gonna happen tonight? What's he gonna do? Jump on me? Sedate me? Is he even that kinda person? No! I don't think so! Wait! OH my! Must not think about it! Skip skip!!! I'm going crazy! This is so dirty! Noooo!!! I... I've got mixed feelings in my stomach! Sick ones!

Tell me what to do! I'm writing in my wedding gown! Everyone says I look like a princess. Well, I think I look crappy. And that icky flowers on the tiara is making my head really itchy. And the Bouquet is killing my nose! I wish there is no one around so I can just chuck it down the toilet. But then again, it'd be too big to stuff it down the poor toilet...

And the high heels are killing me! Look at it man! Just look at it's murderous height! 9 inches!!??? Whoever thought of this torturous device in the first place??? 9???

Oh! gotta go! Preparing to walk down the Aisle of Doom to the Altar of Darkness and Unknown. To the End of My Freedom. Noo! Hey! I really gotta go! Fill you with details later!

Signed... CHRISTABELLA..

~Wedding music playing~

Christabella is practically on the verge of crying and vomitting now. She's got these feelings in her and she's really confused! She's practically jumping! Her heart is skipping lots of beats now. Oh no! The door's opening! There in front of me appears the way which leads to the end of my carefree days! Now, I've too share my room, my bed, my mirror, my wardrobe, my everything with someone! Sigh...

She walked to the altar, only looking in front of her. She stared blankly at nothing. Not the priest, not Zephyr, not the guests, certainly not the altar! Before she realises, she was already facing Zephyr, who was faking a smile.

"I, Zephyr Jonathan, take you, Christabella Mitchell, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us apart," Zephyr said his vows perfectly as if he says it every day.

Zephyr glanced at his parents, then at Christabella's and then looked back at Christabella who was staring blankly at him.

"Psst? Hello? Your turn!" Zephyr whispered.

Christabella woke from her daze and said, "Oh! Erm..." she cleared her throat and went through her mind for the vow.

"Erm... I, Christabella Mitchell, uh... take you, Zephyr Jonathan, for my... uh... my..."

"Lawful," Zephyr whispered.

"Lawful, wife. I mean, husband, to have and to hold, from this day onwards. Forward, for... for..." Christabella's voice trailed as she frantically searched her mind for the memory of the vow.

"Better, for worse," Zephyr whispered, surprisingly patient.

"For better, for worse. For prettier...um... I'm sorry, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us apart," Christabella finished her vow. Feeling much relieved.

Despite her mistakes, everyone clapped and someone in the back whistled and cheered.

Oh, the flower-throwing thingy. Absent-mindedly, Christabella threw the flowers over he shoulder. Her strong, trained arms threw the bouquet too high and it went really far and ended up in the pond with a splash. Opps! Sigh... never mind. Let it be, sorry people!

SPLISH! SPLASH! SPLOSH! SPLASH!

All the single women ran into the pnd to retrieve the bouquet. Oh my God! They are desperate! And here I am, not wanting to get married!

... oh dear Stupid Life... you should be there! All the women were wet from head to toe! Well, a woman in her late-twenties got the bouquet anyway. I don't even know who she is! All the other women sulked throughout the buffet! It was just hilarious! After meal, which ended around eleven, I was a bit drunk. Just a bit. Zephyr was REALLY drunk! You should've seen his face.

I brought him, no wait! I CARRIED him to our bedroom... he was really heavy! Well, 'it' didn't happen that night. I mean, we didn't do 'it'. But, let's just say, about erm... a bit happened. Well, he pulled me to the bed. Then he slept off.

I took a shower and changed into my night attire. Then when I came out, he was half naked waist up, mind you. He was sleeping already. As you can see, he was breathing softly and deeply. He's quite charming when he sleeps. Good thing he doesn't snore. I can't imagine living with a snoring guy for the rest of my life!

I slipped under the duvet quietly and I was going to sleep and suddenly, he put his left arm on top of me and pulled me close to his chest. He whispered, "Christabella.. I love you... I just don't know how to..." I turned to look at him. His eyes was shut, alright. I think he was talking in his dreams. Suddenly, his eyes opened. He said, "I really do..."

Next thing I know, we were kissing. Not the passionate kind. Just the light one. We kissed for a few minutes and then we stopped. For the night, we just cuddled. His strong and warm arms embraced me. I feel so secure. Like nothing else in the world matters anymore.

Suddenly, I'm not scared of marriage anymore. This feeling I'm feeling is great. I don't wanna stop feeling like this ever! This idea of being safe in this warm and inviting embrace for the rest of my life is so... undescribable.

This morning, when I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was him smiling at me. I smiled back. We kissed again (sounds disgusting? It won't when YOU are married. Trust me!), and cleaned ourselves before going down fro breakfast. Ahhh... it feels like nothing can spoil the weekend... To know the hottest, coolest, most wanted guy in school belongs to me. Loves me. It can never get better.

Anyway, our parents were discussing about a new house for us... I can't imagine living in a house on our own. Weird...

I gotta go! Gonna play basketball with Zephyr!

Signed... CHRISTABELLA...

Christabella was really happy. Who wouldn't be?

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WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 10 - He Really Loves You

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"Christabella! Are you okay? Why were you absent? Gawd! I heard you fainted! What happened?" Chrysantha asked anxiously at the other end of the phone.

"Which question do you want me to answer first? I'm fine!" Christabella said laughingly.

"What happened?" Chrysantha asked.

"Oh, just got too cold I guess. You know, the morning winds can kill..." Christabella joked.

"Yea! So what happened between you and him? Everything's fine?" she asked.

"Yea, sure! He was anxious when I fainted. I'm not sure if he was faking it or whatever! I mean, there's like so many people around... maybe..." Christabella said with a hint of uncertainty. But deep in her heart she knows it's...

"He's not faking it," Chrysantha said as a matter-of-factly. Suddenly, she giggled.

"Fine! What's going on in there, Chrys?" Christabella asked suspiciously.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just something nice for you..." Chrysantha said, giggling uncontrollably now. Then the line was cut.

"Chrys? Chrys?" Christabella asked. "Fine! Be that way!" Christabella said to the phone. "She hung up!" she said with a shrug. Then frowned, what's Chrysantha up to?

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"Hey Celina! So what's up yesterday, last night? You suddenly went off just like that!" Christabella asked curiosly.

"Gotta go! Catch up with you later! Meet me in the cafeteria at lunch! Usual table!" Chrysantha said hurriedly.

Before Christabella can open her mouth to say something, Christabella was around the corner of the end of the corridor already.

Great! Now my best friend is ditching me! Oh no! Not Catherine! Nooooo!!!

"Hey! So I heard you fainted yesterday... are you okay?" Catherine asked in a fake, sickly sweet smile.

"You talking to me?" Christabella asked carefully. Something is fishy!

"Yeah... of course! Who else fainted?" Catherine said sarcastically.

"Oh... I'm fine..." Christabella said. Stop being sarcastic and get the hell outta my way, you this sickening bi*ch!

"Great! See you 'round!" Catherine waved and went away.

Phew! That was fine! But... really... what's going on?

For the whole day, everyone asked if Christabella was okay. It feels good to be noticed, yet so awkward to be popular. And being asked the question over and over again... it's just so weird. She might as well just announce it over that PA system that she's fine.

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"Christabella! Youwon'tbelievethis! Hesayshelovesyou! HedidNOTpretendtobeworriedtheotherday! HeLOVESyoualot! Wohoo!" Chrysantha said excitedly over the phone.

"Huh? What are you babbling about? Can you like, separate your words? I don't get it!" Christabella said, confused.

"He-loves-you!" Chrysantha said, giggling.

"Who?"

"Him!"

"Him, who?"

"Zephyr! Duh!" Chrysantha said in a bored way.

"Oh! How'd YOU know!?" Christabella asked curiously.

"I asked him, of course!" Chysantha said proudly. "Actually, I threatened that if he didn't tell the truth, he'd lose his head."

"Oh, how'd you ask him?"

"I called him!" Chrysantha said.

"How'd YOU get his number?" Christabella asked.

"It was on the invitation card. DUH!" Chrysantha said.

"Oh! Yeah! The card! Ha-ha. Card... I totally forgot!" Christabella said.

"Oh! Haha! All the girls in the school is calling him! It took me 17 times to get through!" Chrysantha said hysterically. "Just in case, you don't know..."

"Ahem! Except me! I'm not calling him," Christabella reminded.

"Well... yea..." Chrysantha agreed. There was a silence before Chrysantha added, "How come?"

"Because I see that annoying face every single day at dinner," Christabella snapped.

"Oh! Really?" Chrysantha teased.

"Duh! I'm dragged out of my bed every morning just to have this stupid 'sweet heart breakfast' with him too. It's lame!" Christabella complained.

"Oh! That's too bad! All the girls would kill to get this chance... except me, of course!" Chrysantha said. Then she added, "And you," after a second thought.

"CHRISTABELLA! COME DOWN! WE'RE GOING TO THE JONATHAN'S FOR DINNER!" Mrs Michell shouted from downstairs.

Christabella rolld her eyes and shouted back, "Coming, mom!".

"See, get what I mean?" Christabella groaned into the phone.

"Ooo... dinner with Zephyr!" Chrysantha said with a giggle.

"Jealous much?" Christabella teased.

"CHRISTABELLA????!!!" Mrs Mitchell called again.

"COMING!" Christabella shouted back.

"Urgh! Bye!" Christabella told Chrysantha and hung up before Chrysantha had a chance to say anything more.

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He loves me! He loves me not! He loves me! He loves me not!

Christabella was mumbling to herself during dinner. Zephyr never looked up from his plate. Neither did he speak during dinner. She wondered as she looked at him. Does he really love me? Like what Chrysantha has told me? He's quite... good looking...

She continued to poke her food on her plate.

Dinner with him is such a bore! Why would the girls want to have dinner with him? Nothing ever happens! Sigh.....

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WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 9 - Silent Treatment

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After that night, like any other couples, they declared the Silent War for the first time in their short period of marriage. Oh wait, they aren't married yet! But they might as well had. Oh well, unfortunately, there's nothing much both their parents can do except try to not provoke either one of them.

Christabella slept over at the Jonathan's over the weekend because she practically got drunk in the post-party's party and Mrs Jonathan insisted that she stayed over. UNDERAGE drunk. At breakfast, everyone was quiet. The silence was deafening. Zephyr acted like he didn't know Christabella was cursing all the way under her breath (which is actually audible to everyone at the table. Everyone just pretended they didn't hear her). His mother, who was constantly glancing at both of them and his father who was glaring at him in a way that says you-say-something!

In the end, Mrs Jonathan broke the silence, "What a beautiful day to walk to school huh?"

Zephyr rolled his eyes. Christabella shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Mr Jonathan cleared his throat and went back to his newspaper.

After breakfast, Mrs Jonathan insisted that they walk to school themselves giving the excuse that she's busy with the wedding preparation. Unwillingly, they walked out together (but it was obvious that they were keeping the distance of at least 100 m between them... nah! Just exaggerating).

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The cold morning wind made Christabella regret wearing such thin outfit. She shivered and she turned pale. Zephyr noticed her shivering in her thin clothes but didn't attempt to keep her warm. He'd be a total loser to break the War they've declared two days ago. Might as well just keep it going than to surrender.

Christabella turned blue upon reaching the school's gate she can barely feel her fingers and toes. She was numb all over and that jerk Zephyr was doing nothing at all! When they were heading for the stairs, Christabella felt her legs gave way and she passed out on the floor.

The next thing she knows was someone calling her name. It sounded distant and familiar but her eyes just wouldn't open and her brain can't seems to work at all.

She remembered that voice asking if she was okay and a pair of strong arms shaking her until she feels like she's gonna be sick. She tried her best to move her eyes or fingers to show that she was but the muscles seem to disobey her brain's instructions.

The shake got more violent that she can't help but forced open her heavy eyelids. The sudden burst of sunlight made it hard to focus on anything. There were shadows and blurred image and outlines of humans casted everywhere around her.

She blinked a several times until the images were focused. She found that standing in front of her, was Zephyr.

"Are you okay? You just fell like that? I thought you died! You scared the guts out of me!" Zephyr said, in a really worried tone.

Christabella smiled a bit. Hah! I won! You spoke! You lost! HAHAHA!

"I think I'm fine. You were worried? Really?" Christabella asked, not quite believing what he said. A bit surprised and unsure about what she'd heard.

"Yeah..." Zephyr said, not believing that he had broke the silence himself!

Christabella smiled more and said, "Thanks... for being worried."

Zehpyr suddenly feel something lift of his shoulders. Naturally, he smiled too.

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WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 8 - Sweet Sixteen Turned Sour!

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"You called for me?" Christabella asked Chrysantha, panting and wheezing from the running.

"Uh... duh? I don't see any other Christabella here..." she snapped.

"Oh, okay... why'd you call?" she asked, still trying to catch her breath.

"Who's that you were flirting with? He's hot..." Chrysantha asked, giving Daven a once over.

"Oh, that guy over there at the balcony? He's Zephyr's relative... Daven de Chevalier..." Christabella said, making it sound obvious and as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Did you say 'charming'?" Chrysantha teased.

"It's Chevalier..." Christabella frowned.

"Okay, okay... Zephyr was jealous... so obvious! He kept glancing over to the balcony when we were arguing... the more he looked, the more he looks unsettled. You can practically see steam blowing out... like a mad cow! I mean, bull... ah! Whatever! Then he stormed off to somewhere... his room I think..." Chrysantha said.

"You've gotta be kidding! He's jealous? No way that's gonna be true!" Christabella said, unbelieving.

"Oh! Haha! Do I look like I'm joking here? I think you'll better go check on him! I smell something bad. My sixth sense is telling it all..." Chrysantha said, a bit sarcastic at first then concerned.

"Fine..." Christabella sighed. "Wish me luck... Hope I'd come back alive..." she joked.

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I knocked on Zephyr's bedroom door. Silence.

I knocked again. Silence. I tried again then someone said, "What are you doing?"

I turned around to see Zephyr with his eyebrow cocked.

"Oh, erm. Hi! I thought you were inside... erm... " I said nervously. Why am I nervous?

"Did you even bother to check me out, like a few minutes ago when you were flirting with MY cousin?" Zephyr asked, his voice rising with every word he said.

"Even if I did bothered, will you even look at me?" I said, my voice rising too. This is what I get after I took 15 minutes to find his bedroom??? What a karma!

"Well, I might have!" Zephyr defended.

"Hah! Yeah! Like that's gonna happen!" I scoffed.

"You were flirting with your fiance's cousin shamelessly when you fiance was handling the world's most impossible best friend of yours!" Zephyr shouted at me. I felt like slapping him!

That line had draw the attention of a group of guests passing by along the corridor. Despite the crowd, we continued our arguments without a care in the world. I don't care if they'd gossip after this. I am really mad! And Zephyr's not making it any better!

"I wasn't flirting! We'd just met! My purse fell, he was just gentleman enough to pick it up for me. We were just introducing ourselves!" I shouted back, fending for my own dignity. This is too much!

"Oh! Don't you have hands of your own? Does it has to be such a coincident that you dropped your purse in front of him? Is it because he's too handsome that you lost your grip? You're impossible!" Zephyr said sarcastically, making me wanna sucker-punch him now rather than just giving him a tight slap.

"Are you testing me? Oh no! Wait! I can sense a waft of jealousy from you!" I said, being sarcastic too.

"Stop trying to be funny!" Zephyr said angrily.

"I'm not! You are!" I said, glaring fiercely at him.

Chrysantha has noticed the crowd and was trying to break through the dense crowd. When she finally did, the first and the last thing she saw was me slapping Zephyr right across his face. Oh yeah, it felt SOOOOOOOO good.

Everyone gasped.

"You're the one who is impossible! Not me! I'm your fiancee! Not a cheap girl off the streets you know? I'm only sixteen! Damn! I am only sixteen! I can't stand any of this anymore! Just... just... forget it!" I said, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably. I stormed off.

Oh my God! That was NOT good at all... thought Chrysantha.

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Zephyr on the other hand, was putting his hand to the place where Christabella slapped him. He was left alone in the crowd to face the embarrassment. It was so hard to believe what had just happened a few seconds back.

That slap had woken him up. He felt guilty. Was he that cold-hearted guy that is tormenting Christabella? Was he that hateful and cruel? What had he done? It's a total havoc and an unforgettable memory to a sixteen years old girl's and also his bride-to-be's most important day of her life.

He just stood there, staring at her until she disappeared around the corridor. Until the crowd thinned. Then, slowly and unbelieving, he walked back to his own room.

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WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 7 - Part 2 - Surprise! Surprise!

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"Welcome! Welcome to the engagement party of two lovely teenagers!!! Also, today, is the bride-to-be's sweet sixteen birthday!!! Welcome everyone!" Alice's chirpy voice boomed over the PA system.

"You're having a good time there? The cocktails and punch are on the table on my left. The swimming ppol's outside from the door which is also on my left. The buffet dinner is on my right. At 8 o'clock sharp, please move to the ballroom that's in the next room. The door's on my right. Please help yourself everyone! Thank you and enjoy your dinner! Bon appetite!" Alice continued.

"Oh! There will be a mini tour around the house! At erm... now..." Alice added, frowning at her watch.

"Hmm... maybe, we should get started!" Mrs Jonathan said. Then, she squeezed through the crowd towards Zephyr. "Hey! The tour's starting. You coming?"

"I know my way around MY house..." Zephyr said boredly.

"Okay! Suit yourself! Christabella? You coming?" Alice asked.

"No thanks... Lots to catch up on... "Christabella said pointedly to Chrysantha.

"Right! Got it! Catch you all later!" Alice waved.

"Phew! That was close!" Christabella turned back to both of them. But they started arguing again. She sighed and walked to the balcony. The breeze blew softly against her face. She turned to see a guy, looking at her in a really... amused way...

There was an awkward moment then she turned away.

Her purse dropped. She bent down to pick it up. Another hand reached out for it. She looked up and saw the face of the Balcony Guy. He handed back her purse and said in a thick accent, "Must be yours. You dropped it..." Christabella blushed and said, "Yeah... thanks!" When she was reaching out, their hands touched. They stayed that way, eyes contact, for a few seconds before Christabella pulled away shyly.

"I'm sorry, better get going..." Christabella said, she can feel her cheeks catch fire... like practically. They've touched longer than necessary. Now she felt tingly at the place where their skin came in contact. She was grateful it was dark.

"I'm Daven, Daven de Chevalier... my pleasure to meet you, Mademoiselle... " he said bowing.

He's got a French accent... sexy... hmm... he's gorgeous...

"Pleased to meet you too, Monsieur Chevalier..." Christabella said, doing a little curtsy... she's glad she took French classes. Although she flunked pretty most of the test that semester...

"Devan, please..." he said politely.

Gentleman, Frenchman, gorgeous and charming.

"Mademoiselle?" he asked.

"Huh? Oh! I'm Christabella... Christabella Mitchell..." she introduced herself.

"Oh! Mademoiselle Mesell... " Daven said, pronouncing the "Mitchell" a bit off, but with a very sexy voice.

"Oh! Christabella is good... Anyway, I've never seen you around before... You are here for the reason of?" Christabella asked curiously.

"I'm here because I'm the far relative of the Jonathans... but our ties and bonds are tight... my mother said it wasn't de riguer to live close to someone to be close in relationship with them... right?" he explained.

"Right... not necessary..." Christabella repeated... she's got nothing left to say...

"CHRISTABELLA!" someone shouted for her back in the room... It was Celina.

"I've gotta go! This conversation is secret okay? Hush-hush!" Christabella whispered.

"Okay, just entre nous..." Devan nodded in agreement with a drop-dead-gorgeous wink.

"Yes, just between us..." Christabella said.

I will die from all the charming radiation he's emitting... ahh!

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