One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 4: Her Plan

~~~Baby, I dream of you every minute. You're in my dreams, you're always in it. That's the only place I know where you could be mine and I'm yours, 'till I wake up. Why can't it be? Why can't it be the two of

us?~~~

-Kaye Cal--

"I'm gonna bring you home and talk to Mom and Dad about the stupid things you've been doing!"

I tried to pull my hand back and stop him from dragging me to the parking lot, but the only thing I could do was 'try'.

"Haha, go ahead, I'm sure they won't believe you." I raised an eyebrow, too confident with the words I said.

He stopped from opening the passenger side, grinning. "Who says they won't believe me if I ask Luke to confirm my statement? Not to mention the security guards and some of the students who witnessed your stupid things."

I gulped. That was when a smile left my lips.

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Samantha's POV:

"Gosh, Jackeline Agustine, hurry up! For sure the plane won't wait for us!" I screamed, holding the handle of my bag.

My eyebrows are in a straight line as I wait for Jack in the living room. Today is my flight, or I should say 'our flight' back to San Francisco. I don't know what comes to her mind as she suddenly decided to come with me.

A few minutes later, she came out with two large travel bags in her hand.

"Goodness--- don't tell me you also bring your room with you?" I sarcastically asked when I noticed that aside from the two large bags, she also has a not-so-large shoulder bag.

"Oh, actually, I'm also thinking of taking the whole apartment with me to San Francisco." She winked.

"Haha... funny!" I snort, rolling my eyes on her which she just returned with a loud laugh that echoed almost throughout the living room. "Come on, I don't want to be late for my daughter's party tonight." "Don't worry because New York is 3 hours ahead of San Francisco, so we still have a few hours to rest and get ready for the party. Haist! If it weren't for my adorable Cali, I wouldn't step back to San Francisco-

"And see my brother again." I interrupted her, with a known smile playing on my lips.

"Hmmp! Oh, you're absolutely right. Your chauvinist brother is one of the reasons why I don't want to go back to San Francisco."

"If so, what made you decide to come with me when you know there's a possibility that you might see him at the party?"

"I told you, it's because of your daughter. You know how much I love Cali too. She's an adorable and sweet little girl."

"Oops! Don't you ever say that in front of her."

"Yes, I know. She no longer wants anyone to call her a baby or anyone girl because she thinks she's a grown-up girl. Hmmp! Like mother, like daughter... so stubborn!" Our way to the airport was filled with laughter and some memories of the past.

At our favourite fast-food restaurant 7 years ago...

fucking insane, Samantha?" That was Jack's first reaction when I told her about my plan

have

talking about you have no choice? You have all the choices in the world to stop your craziness over Luke Williams, otherwise, you will

miserably is what will happen to me if I just let him marry that

your information or just in case you are forgetting, that woman you are mentioning is none other than his girlfriend! So whether he chooses to marry her after graduation or

sure of that! Luke Marcuz Williams is mine and

or if I had the worst reaction? Could they blame me if two hours ago, I accidentally

the word 'wedding' could hardly register in my head. Until I heard the name 'Cherry' and seconds later, Dale congratulated him and promised to help him prepare for his wedding right after

total shock. He can't be. They can't

love you, Sam, right? You're my best friend, but I'm sorry because this time I won't be on

"Jack?"

right. I know how much you like him but doing something like this? Like stooping

"I love him!"

your feelings towards him. But as I was saying, stooping yourself down just to make him yours and to stop the wedding---gosh, Samantha! You're forgetting about

gulped at her last

your parents, what their reactions

them know about my plan?" I

still has a

I can never change your mind. Go ahead, carry out your plan, but never knock on my door crying and asking for help on how to

I want to talk to her more, I can't do it anymore because she has already left me alone on our table. I

decision I never knew

Of The Night resto-bar,

music filled my ears the moment I entered the exclusive night bar. It's shrieking through my eardrums an throughout the

smelled the disgusting odor of tobacco and the different types of alcohol, not to mention the strong scents coming from the people who dance in the middle. I don't know if it's just their perfume or their sweats that mix in

no tomorrow that life could offer. They were grinding their bodies and moving like an itchy caterpillar. 'Gosh! Is

weaved my way through the crowd

the bartender's eyes

tried to study my face. And

relief for me when another bartender came in the counter and talked to her. The only word that registered in me was 'bye' and it brought me a smile. That means her shift has ended and the one who will serve me is the

and not drunk while waiting for my prey. I admit that the nervousness inside

into my bones

tonight, but how will I talk to the bartender and convince him

each of the guards to get me in. But now is a different situation. I have to double the prize so I could make him do whatever is in my plan. Taking a deep breath, I started calling his attention. He's raising an eyebrow when

your service

"What the heck---"

amazement

you but

ask it right

but that's not what I mean and I'm

takes a few minutes before I finally convince him and, just like what I did earlier, I have to use the power

bill on

that's too small. Make it 10, baby." He said

rolling my eyes.