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"Oh my God, am so sorry Sky, i had no idea it will be that worst.... Please forgive me" Phoebe said sincerely.

I waved her off, smiling.

"It's okay, at least am better now" i replied

I spent days, at the hospital before going home.

And after that little drama with the so called Prince,

Isn't it great?!

Mom said, i should never set foot on her work place again. Unless she calls.

Like am actually going to do that.

And Pershant have being outta sight. So bad

"Pershant went rigid when he heard what happened. he went wild and stormed out of the school. Hasn't come since then". And that's what Phoebe had told me.

I sighed deeply. I hope he's okay. Just hope

His cell number hasn't been going through and I don't even know where he lives.

Gosh Sky! You're worst. So much of being a Friend

"So..... is the person, a he or she? Pheobe asked.

"He"

"Is he hot? How does he looks like?huh? Tell me!" Pheobe gushes

I rolled my eyes. Teenage girls. Urgh!

"He s okay" i blurted out, concentrating back on the notes and assignment I've missed.

The prince was hot, like boy next door hot. But am not going to say that out loud.

He's still on my 'deathlist'

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"You were fucking supposed to lay low! What's wrong with all of you!?!" He snapped angrily

They were in a small room, filled with broken bottles, cigarette butts and awful smell of sweats.

A guy walked outta the group of men... standing in front of the guy who just spoke.

They were gangs. Trained assassins

"We didn't do anything!

The figure standing in the dark, didn't wait for another second as he punched the guy who just spoke

"Then what fucking happened to her?! He roared.

"That was not our doing boss, really "

"You better behave yourself, or you die first before her!" He said coldly while walking out of the cellar.

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Sighing, i strolled through the street of Oslo. Under their amazing weather.

No Pershant. No free ride.

Don't get Me wrong guys, am not saying i miss just his free ride.

I do miss him a little.

My stomach growled, i need to hurry home, so i won't die of starvation.

I almost ran out of my skin when a car came to an abrupt stop in front of me..

It was a fucking freaking porche! The tinted glass rolled down and a white dyed hair came in view.

Damn! This car was damn gorgeous!

The guy waved at me. Like i had to tap my chest slightly to see if he was really talking to me. He nodded, giving out a flashy smile

I made my way towards the car, my fucking dream car.

The locked opened, i got in the passenger seat.

I don't care if am sitting down with a fucking stranger.

I don't mind dying inside my dream car with a hot dude beside me.

Snap out of it Sky!

"Hi am Nixon!" He said grinning

I waved nervously.

"I'm Skylar" i replied. He nodded

"I know i know" he murmered. Starting up the car.

"Wait... wait.... where are you going?" I asked stuttering

"Am hungry ain't you? Let's go out and eat" he simply said as we rode off to god knows where.

I have my Teakwando black belt. It is at times like this, that i'm fucking glad taught me skills on how to defend myself.

No doubt he even taught me how to handle a gun. Alongside my Twakenodo Classes. So This kid ain't made of shit.

I kept telling myself as i put my seat belt on.

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And we arrived at the almighty Maemo restaurant.

The drive here was total silence.

Nixon, that's his name right? Didn't make any venture to start a conversation.

He parked his Porsche carefully, while unbluckling his seat belt and taking his shade off.

"Maemo? Really?" I asked rolling my eyes

"Sorry babe, this is the only place i feel, comfortable to eat, am sure you'll love their meal" he said while getting out of the car.

I huffed, undid my seatbelt and followed suit.

Nixon was putting on a blue jean and plain t shirt.

He looked pretty normal.

We walked inside and all eyes were on us.

I froze when he held my hands, and made his way upstairs.

I tried my best to ignore the stares but couldn't.

My eyes met with mom's, who's staring at me with mouth agape.

I definitely have explaining to do to her later.

"Alright let's sit here" he mumbled as we sat down.

I kept staring at him blankly.

"Maemo is a top rated international restaurant with three Michelin stars" Nixon said smiling.

"Oh okay...."

"The food here is prepared only from natural organic ingredients and includes a wide range of non vegetarian as well as vegetarian dishes"

"So Skylar! Vegetarian or non?" He asked still grinning.

"Non" i trailed off

"Okay then! Hummm..... Goatmilk and razor clams will do, you will love it" he chirped rubbing his palm together. He would look so much like a villain if he were to be smirking evily.

Within seconds, waiters came to our table, bowing slightly.

"As usual.... and oh! Coffee for later" he told the tall blonde guy.

Who nod and walked off. I felt like a robot.

"Excuse me...." i said softly as he looked at me

"Yes"......

"What do you want from me?" I asked.

He sniffed tinting his head to the side as if he was thinking

"Let's see...... nothing!" He replied winking.

Okay, am tired of this!

"Say what you fucking want " i snapped angrily forgetting I'm the one who got into his car

Willingly in the first place and didn't object when he offered we go get food.

"Chill babe, i said nothing. Just wanted to see you and take you out for.......

He checked his wrist watch.

They were fucking gold! Maybe

"To see me?" I scoffed

"You don't even know me! I mean i don't know you from anywhere at all"

"No where" i said firmly.

"Fine let's make introductions! So you won't have an heart Attack while watching the news tomorrow" he replied

My brows furrowed in confusion. What's this guy talking about?

One thing i know for sure, am not a news person.

"Am Nixon. The last son of the family" he said proudly.

Total and utter confusion

I starred at him blankly.

"You don't know me?" He asked

"Am i supposed to know you?"

The waitress came with our order.

'Goat milk and razor clams'

He shook his head smiling.

"This is so going to be fun" he replied.

"Dig in" he added while picking up his glass of red wine

Lunatic, he looks like a rich lunatic kid.

I ignored the way, he was starring at me, as i picked up my cutlery.

And started eating.

It taste damn good.

Especially the razor cramps or whatever they call it.