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...

Samantha?" That was Jack's first reaction when I

have

have no choice? You have all the choices in the world to stop

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

you are mentioning is none other than his girlfriend! So whether

that! Luke Marcuz Williams is mine and I'll do everything

Could they blame me if two hours ago, I accidentally overheard my brother and Luke talking on the

in my head. Until I heard the name 'Cherry' and seconds later, Dale congratulated him and promised to help

grabbed my head in total shock. He can't be. They

know I 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

"I love him!"

saying, stooping yourself down just to make him yours and to stop

at

your parents, what

about my plan?" I asked, my

I know she still has a lot of words to say to me, but I was shocked

deep sigh that shows resignation. "Well, I guess I can never change your mind. Go ahead, carry out your plan, but never knock

has already left me alone

same day I made the worst decision... the unintended decision I never knew would lead to the biggest mistake I

Of The Night resto-bar, 9:30

moment I entered the exclusive night bar. It's shrieking through my

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 the air or something. Jeez! It makes me want to smother the sausage

dancing--- agh--- if you can really call it dancing, maybe the right word is 'grinding' as if there's no tomorrow that

frowning as I weaved my way through the crowd and towards

the bartender's

tried to study my face.

to her. The only word that registered in me was 'bye' and

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

into my

how will I talk to the bartender

the prize so I could make him do whatever is in my

does your service

"What the heck---"

he looked at me in amazement and then laughed out loud. Well, thanks to the loud music because he didn't

tell you but I'm not a

I ask

I'm sorry but that's not

and, just like what I did earlier, I have to use the power of my

put the bill on

small. Make it 10, baby." He said

Too greedy!" I muttered under my breath, rolling my eyes. I have no