Misleading Fairytale

I stared at the city lights from my glass window. My condominium unit is on the top floor and so I can see the whole city up from here. I let out a sigh as I watched the tiny figure of vehicles, the buildings, and the streetlights. Why does it seem that there's no peace in the city?

It's past midnight but I'm wide awake and I can't sleep. Maybe because, there's a lot of things going in my head right now. I tried to calm myself by watching the city, but I just can't. This place is chaotic, how can I find tranquility here? I planned on going in our house in the province where the mountains and trees might bring serenity and peace in my mind but it's pretty late so I decided not to go and also, I still have classes tomorrow.

Today, I heard the news that I expected since I was young. But hearing it from my parents during our family dinner made me sad and rushed. I didn't think that they will be looking for a man that I will marry this early. Actually, they already found a guy that is, according to them is 'suitable' for me, but I still don't know who.

I haven't finished my studies yet and I still have two years before I graduate in college. I don't really have any problem with marrying someone my parents chose because I have read lots of stories where they found romance in the arrangement but I still wanted to do lot of things and my 'fiancé' can possibly be a hindrance to it.

Arranged marriage is common and normal in our family. My grandparents, uncles, aunties, cousins and even my parents have been arranged. Our whole family own many businesses in different industries all around the world. My great grandparents are the one who started and worked hard for this. I am really privileged that sometimes I felt guilty. We are bound to marry who our parents chose, because we must marry someone who will be beneficial in our business. To be honest, many families who are friends with us are doing the same thing.

Just like what I have said, I don't have problem with it, but I don't want it to be this early. However, I can't fight my parents and relatives. They are scary when I don't follow them, so during dinner I just nodded and agreed. I don't have any choice.

I stopped staring outside and walked to the bed. I removed my silk robe before lying down. I covered myself with my comforter and stared at the ceiling. My room is only illuminated by one of my bedside lamps. It's almost two in the morning and I have a class at 8 o'clock so I need to sleep. I forced myself to sleep by thinking that everything will be alright and that many people has some more difficult problems, and I can't be stressed out with this.

I woke up because of the knocks and gentle calls from outside my door. I can barely open my eyes because of sleeping late last night. My head is aching a bit as I removed the comforter that covers me and left the bed to go to the door. I opened it with my eyes closed and looking so sleepy.

"Good morning, Miss!" I tried hard to open my eyes to see who it is, and I saw one of our uniformed maids. I only nodded at her because I still wanted to go to bed and sleep.

"Miss, we already prepared your breakfast and it's time for you to take a bath or else you will be late to your class" I nodded again not understanding what she said. I turned my back and tried to go back to bed but I felt a hand stopping me.

I looked back and saw the maid holding my arms, "I need to sleep" I complained with my forehead creased.

"Miss, you have a quiz today. You need to take a bath for you not to be late. Your breakfast is ready, and your driver is waiting on the parking lot. I will prepare your clothes while you are in the shower" she explained that to me while pushing me somewhere.

I barely understood what she said but I still managed to hear her saying that I have a quiz today. I am still feeling sleepy, but the maid gently pushed me to enter the shower. I stood there not knowing what to do. I am staring on the wall and thinking what I should do here.

"Miss Maureen Annaliese, do you want me to remove your clothes ?" I looked back and recognized who the maid is. She was one of the maids who took care of me since I was young. I stared at Priscilla wide awake now.

"No, I can manage. Thank you" I smiled gently, embarrassed on how I acted. I always acted like a spoiled brat every morning and it take few minutes before I wake up completely.

Priscilla bowed gently before leaving the shower room maybe to choose on what will I wear. My parents have assigned three maids for me since I was young, and they are still with me until now. They are staying in our family mansion, but when I go here in one of my condo units, my parents sent them here to assist me and to wake me up because I am not really a morning person, because of that they should know the password of my unit so they can enter every morning freely. I sleep her alone every night but when I wake up, not anymore because the maids are here.

The cold water woke up my nerves and now, my brain is functioning completely. Minutes ago, my senses are working but my brain isn't, so thanks to the water for unlocking my nerves.

I spent a long time in the shower and I don't think that I will be late because knowing Priscilla, she will wake me two hours before my class and will rush me saying it's already late when it's not.

After taking a shower, I did my skin care before going out to go to my walked in closet. Priscilla is not here anymore but she prepared variety of outfits that I could possibly wear. I am really into fashion but when I go to school, I wanted to wear simple outfits since I go there to study not to model.

I chose to wear a white fitted cropped top, black skinny jeans and black ankle boots. I also wore some accessories and put some light make-up. After getting my things, I went out to go to the dining room and have a quick breakfast.

Priscilla and two other maids, Bernadette and Cassandra, are cleaning the unit as I leave for school, "Bye! Don't forget to eat on time" I reminded them because sometimes when they are so busy, they tend to forget to eat their lunch and dinner.

I took the elevator to go to the lobby. Dino, my personal driver, opened the door for me and bowed as I went in. I smiled at him before thanking him. He went to the driver's seat, asked me if I'm all good then we drove off.

I arrived at school 20 minutes early, thanks to Priscilla. Unlike other people, I don't have many friends who will wait for me here at school because I don't like fake people who approach me for 'connection'. I know lots of students here in the university owned by the family of my cousin's wife, but I cannot bring myself to call them friends because they are not. I encountered girls my age being nice to me because I am rich, and they wanted me to marry their brothers or cousins. It's nice to have many friends but with the wrong reason, no. I don't want to engage with that kind of fakery.

However, I found one and she's the purest yet the loudest person ever. She's my brother's fiancée and they fell in love during the arrangement. She became my friend before being my brother's fiancée and I know how she hated my brother at their first date. Their story inspired me.

"MAUREEN!" Here she is. I look behind me and saw her running on her high heels. She told me that it was her talent, running on high stilettos. If I believe that I should be simple at school, my best friend slash my other half thinks otherwise. She believes that she should stand out and choose to wear clothes that she bought abroad.

"You don't have to shout my name, Keyla" I told her when she's beside me. Everyone looked at us not only because we are Maureen and Keyla but because of her loud and high pitch voice.

She clung her arms on mine and rolled her eyes "Will you hear me if I call your name like," then she softens her voice ". . .Maureen".

I covered my mouth with my hand before laughing then I noticed our height difference. We are both wearing shoes with heels, but my eye level is only on her shoulders. Why is she blessed with height and I'm not?

Keyla started telling stories. She never ran out of one and when she started talking even if there's a professor, she won't stop. She said that she doesn't want to forget what she will say, and she needs to let it out.

We are in the middle of talking on how my brother lose on a bowling match with her when I noticed a girl surrounded by a group of immature and spoiled brats volleyball players. I stopped walking and watched them. Keyla stopped also and paused on talking.

"Why? What's the problem?" She asked when maybe she noticed that I looked a little annoyed. These volleyball players have watched mean girls so much that they adapted it into real life.

"They are doing it again" I answered, and Keyla followed my stare.

"OMG! The tiny brained ugly gremlins are bullying someone again" I don't know where she gets that terms but I smiled at her before removing her arms around mine.

"NO! You will get involved again, Maureen!" She tried to stop me, but I pulled my arms and walked near them.

We are college already and bullying should be stopped. We are not on high school anymore! If I see this and turned blind eye, then I am not different from these bullies. They are on a very secluded part of the campus, but good thing Keyla and I use this way to go to our classroom instead of the other one where lot of students take.

When I walked near them, I saw the girl crying while her head is lowered. She's wearing only a loose white shirt, jeans, and white shoes. Her bag was on the hand of one of the volleyball players.

"What are you guys doing?" I got their attention by saying that. I heard the sound of Keyla's heels behind me.

One of them got shocked when she recognized who I am. Jemimah, one of the meanest people I know, raised her eyebrows at me.

"You? What are you doing here again? Acting like a hero?" She said the last part sarcastically which earned a laughter from her peers.

I ignored her and walked near the girl, I put her behind me, and Keyla hugged her like she's protecting her. "Give me her bag" I asked her calmly, reaching out my hand for the bag. The girl who looked shocked earlier, was about to give it to me when someone slapped my hands away.

"Ouch!" I bit my lip when I felt how painful my hand is.

"Why are you giving it to her?" Jemimah shouted angrily at the girl and then glared at me.

I don't want to waste my time and fight so I ignored her glare and turned my back at them to look at the girl they are bullying, "I will just buy you a new one, let's go!" I gave her a soft smile to make her feel safe around me. Keyla is holding her arms and we're about to leave when someone pulled my hair.

"Maureen! Oh my god!" I heard Keyla shouting when Jemimah pulled my hair. I am born in a family where I have my own bodyguards that protect me, so I don't know how to fight. I only tried to remove her grip on my hair.

"Hey, stop!" Keyla continued to scream trying to help but Jemimah is a low-class girl who immaturely pulled my hair as if she can hurt me. Well, she did, but wait till her hands get off me. I am my family's princess, and they will not go silent with this.

It's painful so I started tearing up. I think I lost a lot of hair before it stopped. Keyla quickly hugged me and wiped my tears, "It's okay, I'm here" then she kissed my forehead. She also tried to fix my hair, but I stopped her because it hurts.

This is the very first time someone did this to me. I'll promise that she'll not get away with this!

I tried to look at Jemimah, but she was on the floor, holding her butt maybe because it was painful. In front of her was a guy standing tall at around six feet.

"I'm sorry" his voice is low and deep, very manly while offering his hand to Jemimah. His back was facing me so I can't see his face.

"What is wrong with you?" Jemimah looked mad while looking at the tall guy.

"What happened?" I whispered Keyla while she's still hugging me. My head is still aching because of how my hair was pulled earlier but it was now bearable.

"He pushed Jemimah a while ago when she doesn't want to let go of your hair. Good thing she let go before she was pushed because she might pulled your hair with her when she fell on her butt" Keyla let out a short laugh but stopped immediately and turned serious again when she realized how heavy the atmosphere is.

I glanced at the back of the guy again who is looking down at Jemimah. He offered his hand, but she just slapped his hand away and stood up with the help of her friends.

The guy then faced us, not caring on the rejection of Jemimah on his help like he doesn't really wanted to help her but he needs to, and when I finally saw his face, I can't help but stare. I can even feel Keyla pinching my arm. This man standing in front of us looks extremely handsome.

His cold emerald green eyes scream intensity, but it also shows gentleness while staring at me. He has dark eyebrows that are sloped downwards in a serious expression. His dark colored hair is combed back highlighting his well-defined chin and jaw. His lips look so soft and captivating. This man is gorgeous.

"Charles." we all look at the girl who was being bullied earlier when she spoke. Oh! I forgot about her.

"Don't you have classes?" the guy, who I think is Charles, asked.

"I have. I-I just got into a... a problem" the girl explained, and she lowered her head. I think she's still scared of Jemimah and her friends. I approached her and held her hand for support "Don't be scared, we're here" I gave her a smile although I maybe look like a mess because of my ruined hair and teary eyes.

"I'm sorry that you got hurt because of me" she apologized using her soft and tiny voice. I tightened my hold on her hand "It's not your fault, silly. It's theirs. You are a victim here too. Don't worry they won't get away easily" I continued smiling and look in her eyes "I'm Maureen Annaliese, by the way. You?"

"I'm Allena Jane" she introduced herself in a low voice. I nodded and glanced at Keyla who is watching and stealing glances to the guy "Oh, and this is my best friend, Keyla" I put emphasis on her name to get her attention. She's literally embarrassing herself right now.

I succeeded and then she smiled at us looking unbothered, "Hi! I'm THE pretty Keyla Elizabeth" she looks happy and energetic as she took the hands of Allena.

I tried glancing at Charles but he was staring at me so I quickly diverted my look at Jemimah instead. She's still holding her butt while glaring at us and complaining to her friends. She raised her brows at me and about to say something when school officials came together with some of my personal bodyguards that I don't know where when my hair was being pulled.

My cousin's wife which is one of the young professors in the university came rushing to me. She held my face gently looking so concerned and tried fixing my ruined hair "Who did this to you?"

I glanced at Jemimah with cold eyes. She turned pale but I don't care. She brought this to herself, might as well face the consequence. I have warned her many times, but she didn't listen and even pulled my hair. She deserves to be punished.

"Jemimah Millers" I answered and Helena, my cousin's wife, turned serious before nodding. She glanced at Jemimah's group, "Who is Ms. Millers?" and they all pointed Jemimah.

Oh! How sad that they easily turned their back against her.

"Helena, they are all bullying a girl a while ago. They all deserve to be punished" I added because I think it's only fair that way. She nodded and asked for them to follow her.

They all look so scared now when a while ago they look so proud and confident while bullying Allena. They followed my cousin after she kissed my cheeks and left together with some of the school officials.

One of my bodyguard went near me and apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Maureen. We got a call from your dad, so we lost you. We sincerely apologize" then the two of them bowed slightly.

I let out a sigh, "It's fine. It's not your fault that Jemimah is a war freak" I said then they all stood straight and waited for my next orders. Sometimes, it's awkward that they are always with me but, years ago, I have at least 10 bodyguards because our family received lot of death threats and they are worried about my safety. Good thing, it lessened when I grew up, so I only have four right now and they don't always stick with me. They are advised to protect me stealthily.

I glanced at Charles who is now picking the things of Allena who is standing in front of him. Are they together? Is he her boyfriend?

Keyla on the other hand is standing beside me texting. I think she's now telling my brother that she met a handsome guy. She's always like that. She tells my brother about stuffs like this. I just hope that he doesn't tell my brother yet that I almost became bald.

I walked near Charles and Allena leaving my best friend who is busy, "Are you good now?" I asked Allena and gently held her arm.

She nodded, "Thank you for protecting me"

"No problem" I smiled at her and glanced at Charles after. He is done picking Allena's things and put it inside her bag. He handed it to her.

"Next time, if you will only get yourself hurt by protecting others, call your bodyguards instead." He said using his deep and manly voice that added to his appeal. I glanced at Allena thinking it was for her. I was waiting for her to answer when she just stared back at me with sad eyes.

Wait. It's me who got hurt because I wanted to protect Allena, right? I also have bodyguards. Is it for me? Is he talking to me?

I looked at him in disbelief. He's staring back with his cold expression. I rolled my eyes at him before talking, "My bodyguards are not here a while ago, obviously. I approached them not thinking that they can hurt me because I thought that I have my bodyguards around but they're not. Why are you blaming me when I only wanted to help?"

"I'm not blaming you. I wanted you to be careful next time. Those two are different" he answered and waited for me to talk back but I never did, I rolled my eyes and look at Keyla, who is still busy texting, instead. I crossed my arms and I saw the time on my wristwatch because of that.

"Oh no!" I panicked when I noticed that we are already ten minutes late to our class. I completely ignored Allena and Charles to pull Keyla, who is still busy texting, to go to our room. I'm so mean and unrespectful for not saying goodbye, but I need to go to our class now.

"Keyla! Can you walk faster? We're late already" I was literally panicking here while Keyla is taking her precious time on walking.

"Maureen, why do we need to rush? Nothing will change if we run, we will still be late" I rolled my eyes at what she said. Where in hell did she gets that?

"We have a quiz. Do you want to fail?" I'm really nervous right now but Keyla is really calm and she look like walking in the street of Paris.

"Don't worry, we won't fail just because we miss ONE quiz" she argued but I continued walking faster.

Good thing that our classroom is only on the second floor of the building and we arrived fast. Well, I did, because I walk hurriedly but Keyla continued walking, not caring a bit if the professor is here or not.

When I entered the room, I wanted to shout 'Hallelujah' when I noticed that my prof isn't here yet and my classmates are busy with their own worlds.

"See? We panicked for nothing" Keyla rolled her eyes as she put her bag down and take a seat.

I did the same before answering, "Excuse me, I panicked, you didn't"

"Well, I got a feeling that the prof will be late" Keyla shrugged her shoulders and spoke in her usual sassy tone.

"Whatever. I'm just happy that we're not late" I told her while getting my iPad out from my bag. Keyla did the same before remembering what happened a while ago. She literally forgot how my hair was pulled if she didn't get a text from my brother asking about the handsome guy.

"Maureen, don't do it again, okay?" I frowned at her when she said that. I know she's worried, but I can't just ignore someone who's being bullied. I didn't answer and stared at my iPad.

"I'm serious. What if they do something even worse on you? I mean, good thing you didn't had a hair treatment recently because that would be really bad but just let your bodyguards fix those kinds of things for you. I don't want you getting hurt, Maureen" she added looking sad and sounding concern, but I can't help but chuckle because she pointed out the hair treatment thingy. We planned to have a pamper day last weekend, but it was cancelled, so I think that's a good thing?

"I didn't expect that she will pull my hair, Keyla. I just wanted to help. And I'm thinking that I have my bodyguards on stealth but yeah, dad's call is a bad timing" I reasoned out and took out my apple pen. My bodyguards are advised to protect me from a distance because I feel stuffed when they stick to my side all the time.

Keyla was about to talk back when the whole classroom turned quiet at once like they are shocked and nervous. We both turn our heads in front to see if the professor is here, but my forehead furrowed when I saw the man earlier named Charles, standing proudly and intimidatingly at the podium. What is he doing here?

"Good morning, everyone" I am watching Charles in front of the room with my forehead creased. I only noticed now that he is wearing a navy-blue dress shirt with few buttons opened and the sleeves folded up to his elbow, paired with black slacks and black shoes. He looks clean and formal. His clothes fit his lean body perfectly.

"I am a friend of Professor Gustav, Charles, and he has a business meeting to attend today so he asked me a favor to administer the exam in this class" he scanned the whole room using his cold and full of intensity eyes while explaining.

Keyla and I are sitting on the third row and near the aisle so he easily saw us. He stared at me as he continued to speak, "I hope it is okay with you" my classmate enthusiastically nodded especially the girls, so Charles added, "If so, let's proceed to your quiz"

He added some rules while Keyla leaned towards me to whisper, "I wanted to complain that why do Sir Gustav needed to look for a substitute when he can give the quiz next meeting but if the substitute is this handsome? It's fine. I hope Sir Gustav have business meeting every week" then she giggled.

I shook my head in disbelief, "You're getting married. Stop it!"

"I love your brother, but I want to admire how gorgeous this man is. How old do you think he is?" I glanced at Charles to examine him but I got startled when I met his stare while my classmate is talking and asking him.

I quickly diverted my eyes to Keyla, "I don't know. I don't want to look at him anymore" I whispered with my voice full of panic.

"Why?" then she tried to glance at Charles and I tried to stop her face using my hand but because of panic, I put some force that it turns into a slap.

"Ouch!" she put her hand on her cheek, glaring at me only for a short moment because she continued to glance at Charles. Her eyes turned wide when she saw him looking at us. "OMG! OMG! She's looking at you!" she happily told me but her hands is still on her cheeks.

I can feel my face heating up when some of our classmates turned their heads at us, wondering because of what Keyla said, "What the hell, Keyla? Turn down your voice" I stopped her using a low voice.

"Why is he looking at you? OMG. Being pretty has its benefits huh?" Then she wriggled her brows to tease me. She forgot my slap a while ago. I should've put more force to it to divert her attention.

I bit my lip and lowered my head. I hope no one heard our conversation. What if Charles is looking at someone behind us and I'm being assuming? I mean, why would he stare at us? At me?

Keyla continued giggling and teasing me but I acted like I'm busy on my iPad.

Good thing that Charles told us that we will start the quiz or else Keyla will never stop. I mean, she's not stopping completely, like if this is a game, she's just on pause.

I'll just think of a way to make her forget later. Right now, I'll focus on my quiz first.

The quiz isn't that hard but because of essays, it lasted for almost an hour. I'm the third one to finish and we can leave the room since the quiz is the only thing we'll do today in this subject.

I stood up to pass my paper. I grabbed my things too and walked to Charles. I'm feeling so nervous and intimidated. I only put the paper on the table in front of him, avoiding his eyes also.

"Bye and thank you" I bowed a little bit as a sign of courtesy.

I saw him in my peripheral vision that he's staring at me seriously and nodded lightly, "Okay. Goodbye"

I hurriedly left the room and took a deep breath when I knew that I am meters away from him already. My hands are cold and I'm sweating. What the hell? Who is that guy anyway? He's so intimidating.

I was sitting in the bench near the soccer field when Keyla sat beside me excitedly. She literally has a big smile on her face.

"Maureen! You know what when you went out of the room? I saw him following you with his eyes. I bet that he got a crush on you" then she hit me repeatedly while giggling.

"Ouch! Stop it, Keyla" I told her with a smile on my lips.

She stopped hitting me but she still has a teasing look on her face, "I think you guys would look good together"

"Don't go ahead of yourself, Keyla. We just met and what if he has girlfriend?" I rolled my eyes at her, but she continued smiling.

"I don't think so. I have a feeling that he got enchanted by your beauty" then she gently cupped my face. I made a disgusted look and she burst out a laugh.

I pushed her away and look at the field, "He's gorgeous but I don't want to be dramatic and put meaning to everything he does. We just met, Keyla"

"Whatever. I will still ship you guys" then she crossed her arms and looked at the field also.

We stayed silent together for a minute which is unusual because Keyla and the word 'quiet' is rarely used in a sentence. We were both enjoying the breeze when someone approached us.

"Uhm... hi?" We turned our heads and behind us, Allena is standing shyly holding two frappes.

I smiled at her and move a little so she can sit with us, "Hi! Come on, sit here"

She hesitated a bit, but she still took a seat beside me. She's still looks shy and uncomfortable as she handed the frappe to me and Keyla.

"Awww. Is this for me?" Keyla look so touched and happy while her hand is in her chest. While me on the other hand, smiled at Allena.

Allena smiled a little bit and put her hair behind her ear, "Yes. I wanted to thank you guys for protecting me a while ago" she stopped for a minute and tried to meet our eyes but she can't and just lowered her head again, "I know, it's nothing and you can buy it anytime but I just wanted to give you something to show how thankful I am. And I'm sorry because you got hurt" she continued, and I can see her pinching her fingers.

Keyla laughed and tried to hit her but I stopped her. She has a habit of hitting people when she's happy and excited. Her hits are painful that's why I need to protect Allena.

"Don't worry, we didn't have our hair done last weekend so it's fine. And I'm really craving for frappe" Keyla told her happily.

I shook my head on Keyla and smiled at Allena, "It's fine. I just got shocked earlier because I never got my hair pulled by someone"

"Well, there's first time for everything" Keyla commented while sipping on her frappe.

Allena chuckled but stopped immediately like she realized that she did something bad. I continued smiling at her to assure her that it's fine.

"And also, it's not your fault, okay?" I added while softly brushing her hair with my fingers.

She tried smiling but I can sense that she's truly uncomfortable.

"What year are you by the way?" Keyla asked with her eyebrow raised. She's not mad, she just like that.

"First year" Allena answered in a soft voice.

Keyla nodded and continued drinking her frappe while using her phone and then she completely ignored us.

"Why are they bullying you anyway?" I asked Allena.

"I don't really know. I'm just looking for my class when they blocked my way and told me to follow them. I did because I thought they will guide me to my first class, but they started rummaging to my things. I was really scared" she explained, and she does look nervous. She kept on pinching her fingers and biting her lower lip.

I rubbed her back hoping that it could comfort her, "It's fine, Allena. I'll make sure that they will all get punished"

She gave me a small smile and nodded a little bit, "Thank you, Maureen"

"Why don't you stick with us during lunch break? Or when our schedule match?" I suggested. I am very careful on choosing someone I could treat as a friend because being the only daughter in our family, there's a lot of time that people approached me with hidden agenda. However, I felt something on Allena that I think she would be a good companion.

Her eyes looked happy at what I've said, "Really?"

I nodded at her, "Yup. Let's exchange numbers" then I took out my phone to get her number. She did the same.

"Keyla, can I give her your number?" I asked. She looked at me and nodded, "Sure. Just please don't share it with others. My phone number is precious" then she flipped her hair and continued texting.

Allena and I chuckled. After sharing numbers, we also followed each other on our social media accounts.

I can feel that Allena is starting to get comfortable with me. We're on the middle of talking with each other about our brothers, because it's something we have in common, when I felt Keyla nudging me. I ignored her and listened to Allena more, but she didn't stop and put more force, so I turned to her, "What is it?" I asked her while frowning.

She leaned towards me to whisper, "Charles is walking towards us."

My turned wide and about to look around, "Don't look!" she hissed.

So I stopped and whispered back, "Where?"

"On your left" then she paused "Oh my goodness, he's so gorgeous but I love your brother" she sighed dreamily. I rolled my eyes, "His girlfriend is beside me, she might hear us" I turned my voice lower so Allena won't hear us.

Keyla opened her mouth to answer when I felt Allena standing up. We both turned our heads to her,

"Charles" she called out.

Charles is now standing near us. He looked at Allena for a minute then he glanced at us then he looked back at Allena again.

"I'm calling your phone. You're not answering." He told her looking so serious.

I leaned towards Keyla and whispered, "See? They're in a relationship"

Keyla didn't answer me, so I just sit straight while watching them.

"I'm sorry. I left my other phone on the car" Allena explained in her cute and soft voice.

Charles nodded. I was watching them quietly when Keyla butted in.

"Excuse me, are you guys in a relationship? I mean, are you together?" My mouth literally opened in shock when she asked that with no fear and worry on her eyes.