Lexie was trying to stretch one day because of overeating, she left her friends inside the restaurant who wants to become gluttons incarnate. She happily sniffs the air when someone bumps into her.

"Sorry, I'm on a daze."  She apologized thinking, it's her fault for being in a daze.

"No, it's my fault. I'm not looking, are you okay?" She nodded her head and when she looked up, it was 'that guy!'. 

Ba-dump, ba-dump, skip, ba-dump. The drumming of her heart is overwhelming that it competes with his voice.

"Oh, I'm just stretching." Why did she even say that? 

"That's good! see you around then." 

He gave her a salute and winks. He is so charming that Lexie's knees went weak. She wanted to talk to him longer but he's gone, she wanted to run after him but he's nowhere to be found. He is like that icecream peddler who went by so fast that she missed her chance to call and buy her favorite flavor. Disappointed Lexie wanted to cry. She has no idea that he did it deliberately.


He knows her name, even her mother's family tree. He counted how many underwear she got and what color are they. He also knows what time she poops and for how many times in a day. He is familiar with her daily routine that he knows she picks her nose when she goes out of bed. Her favorite dish is tuna soup, she loves to draw and paint. He also has her lost socks, exam results, hair ties, and some items that she owned. He got all kinds of her picture, smiling Lexie, pouting, crossed eyed, fat, cute, ugly, bad hair day and the picture of her wearing a red dress and red lipstick. There's a whole room of her memorabilia. In his mind, she is already his.

He is Sweet but a Psycho

"Hello pregnant lady, how's your day?" Mito held her hands gently and assisted her on the stairs. 


"I'm very well thank you." Natalie answered with a smile, surprisingly everyone in her school treated her like she's the immaculate conception. Even the number ten dou and girls that hated her before, treats her nicely, it's like George created a force field to protect himself and his mother. 


"Thank you son. I appreciate you helping mommy." She said while rubbing her now protruding belly. She had insisted to visit Lexie this weekend but all of a sudden change her mind and just wanted to be alone with her son. So she dialed Lexie's number. 


It's busy she wond.ered who that woman is talking to. 


On the other side Lexie is actually talking to Marcus. She is just done with her morning jog and she is sweaty all over but she doesn't want to disappoint him so she entertained the call. 


Bouquet