Short chapter first

Shines P.O.V.

I opened my eyes, i see the sunlight through the window in my room. Time check— 6:45 am. Oh God! I'm running out of time. Only 15 mins left, to prepared myself for another project again. I stand fast, get my bag, run in the house, go outside and go inside the car. Shit! Direc. Nabi, will get mad at me.

"Shine! Are you going work now?" mom asked me while she's still in her padjama. Oh crap! I really don't know if my mom have care of herself she don't even ashamed while wearing a padjama outside of the house.

"Yes mom! I'm going to work now. You know what will happen's if I got late at the third time."

"Bye honey!"

"Bye mom!"

While i'm driving the car someone cought my attention. I stop my car at the parking lot for a minutes. As long as I want to stop. I looked at the young boy selling a flower while he we're still in his uniform.

I think he's a working student. How cool is he. I really want a guy like him, a very-very hard working person.

Everyone don't buy at him and just passed by. I saw the sadness in the face of the young boy.

In that case, it touched my heart. I don't want to see anyone there's a sadness in their face. I think that young boy needs money. So, I went out of the car. I go to the young boy and call him.

"Well hello their cutie."

"Ow-i-i—" He step away from me and looked down. "You're Miss. Shine Dela Vega am I right? The world most beautiful and famous actress?"

"Nah. Yup it's a yes. But don't say that I'm only a person like you."

"You don't care if you go in a public place?" he asked.

"Yes. I don't care. I feel free when I'm going in a public place like this."

"Oh! It's her, my daughter!" I here the familiar voice and when I looked back, I saw dad with a man besides him, and I'm not wrong, that man is the one that my father wants me to get married with. But—But, I don't love that man. I want to get married with the man that i fall in love with, not by arranged or payed. I don't want fake love.

I need to think faster . . . . So, that man will get mad at me. I don't want to get married at him. I want him to get mad at me. MAD AT MEE!

I looked straight to the young boy in front of me.

"Hey there cutie." I said with a killer smile and i hold his hand. I felt his hand trembling and can't look at me straight. He's so cute. I raised up his chin. So, his face is in the front of my face. I can see that his cheek getting red. I look down his lips and suddenly I bite the lower of my lips.

"Mi-Mi—" The young boy stop for what he will say and freeze like an ice when I kiss him.

"What the fuck! Is that the girl that I will marry, she's so disgusting!" I here the voice of the man. "I don't want to get married with that kind of girl. Kissing a much younger boy than her."

Yes. My plan worked.

I stop kissing the young boy. I look at him, his face is so red now, and start saying something. "Wh—Why . . . . . .

To be continued . . . . .

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