C11 {Butterflies}

By Authoress Rita

Settings : Spain /America.

SCARLETT'S POV,

* 7:19pm- BRIGGS MANSION.

An ear pod was plugged into my ears; I was listening to JFL- José music. I was their biggest fan.

I knew that they were in Harvard and I was looking forward to meeting them.

A message popped up in my phone and I checked who it was from, but it was an unknown number. 'Who could this be?' I thought.

💬 "Hey pretty"

💬 "Uhm! Who is this?"

💬 "Just know that I'm one

of your admirers"

💬 "How did you get my

number?"

💬 "Can't tell but I couldn't

wait to chat with a beauty

like you"

💬 "Just tell me who you are

or I'll block this number"

💬 "If you insist, it's me José

from JFL"

💬 "What! (😳🙈).

💬 "I guess you didn't get to

meet me at school, are

you perhaps one of my

fans?"

💬 "I'm your biggest fan, José

(☺).

💬 "Wow! How about a dinner

date with my biggest fan,

You..."

💬 "Sounds cool, thanks again

José"

I texted him back and dropped my phone on the bed.

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-> ANDRES FAMILY MANSION.

"Oliver!" Angelo called out.

"Call my name with respect... I'm older than you" Oliver cautioned.

"By two months" Angelo scoffed.

"What do you want, gelo?" Oliver asked.

"Just quit whatever feelings you have for Joane" Angelo warned.

"Why? Are you in love with her?" Oliver asked.

"No... But she belongs to someone else" Angelo said.

"And who's that?" Oliver asked casually.

"Miguel" Angelo said.

"Hah!" Oliver gasped as chills ran down his spine.

"I know that you're a play boy and you're just gonna play with her emotions but I don't mess with Joane so stay away from her" Angelo said coldly walking up to him.

"Geez! How did I become family with cold?" Oliver asked rhetorically, fidgeting a bit.

"Has Joane accepted Miguel?" He asked further.

"Not yet, but hopefully, she will..." Angelo said with a glint of hope in his eyes.

"That means I still have a chance to decide, I'd just sway her off her feet and make her fall for me instead" Oliver said shyly.

"You!!" Angelo said with gritted teeth.

"How about we play a video game, I bet I'm gonna win you like the old days" Oliver challenged.

"Let's see about that" Angelo smirked.

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*Miguel's Suite...

Miguel sat on the bed dialling a number; he took in deep breathes before placing his phone on his ear.

"Hello, who is this?" Joane asked.

Miguel had gotten her number from Angelo.

"It's me, miss rudey" Miguel said calmly as she gasped.

Their hearts began racing wildly.

"Mr Cold..You... I'm surprised" Joane said calmly.

"I know... I was wondering if we could hang out sometime" Miguel stated.

"Wha..." She stuttered.

"Don't say no..." Miguel interrupted.

"You won't give up your feelings for me" Joane said.

"Nope... Not in this life" Miguel confessed.

Joane felt the butterflies twirling in her stomach as she blushed hard whilst smiling.

"I can tell that you're smiling right now!"

"Shut up dude... Besides, I'm still a kid" Joane blurted.

"You are my Carinõ and little pumpkin... I don't mind waiting for you and winning you over, stay away from boys, I get jealous"

"Hey! I'm not yours yet and I'll think about your offer"

"Sure" Miguel said as he ended the call.

•♠♪

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TBC.