HER

Part 10

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" We are assigned on the topic: the political structure of Governor-General and government officials of 3 bodies creation which are residencia, The visita and the Royal Audiencia." Xavier melodic voice rang in the air. He distinctively placed his laptop before him, too focused on the matter at hand.

I watched as he typed on his laptop.

How utterly beautiful are those hands.

" So what are we going to do? " I eyed him on the rear part of my eyelids, containing myself from watching him countless of times.

We are seated by the living room, squatting before a vast circular table that my Dad brought from an online shop. A huge flat screen was before us and two bamboo plants at each end. Mom crafted them, thought indoor plants improved indoor air and it reduced stress.

" Why don't you research these three things by defining them, I'll be on my stead about their importance and usage on the Spanish Government then we are good to go." He looked over at me and smiled. Butterflies creep in my stomach again. Somehow, I inexplicably have them later when he was around and I can't explain why.

" You know, I never strive you as an honor student." I bluntly blurted out again my stubbornness. Awfully speaking, It gets the best of me on most occasions. I'm a straight forward person and I think it has way more disadvantages than advantages it brought.

" How can you say that?" He didn't stiffen at my statement instead he placed his chin on top of his hand which was leaning on the glass table, clearly interested at my sudden logic.

A chess piece was situated across us. Every time Mark came over I have them laid out in case he wanted to waste time playing blitz, and for some decor benefit, it makes the place look more modern and technologic.

Did I say about Mark becoming my neighbor? Yes. We are neighbors. He is three houses away from us. That's what makes us so close where there was this one time my parents invited them for dinner and Mark's parents did the same thing in the following year. They shared their condolences and invited me if times get worst, I can hang out at their home with Mark as my steadfast. But since Mark now got a girlfriend, he'll be too busy to entertain me.

" Well, with the way you dressed, all black, mysterious, and cunning. It kinds of get the bad boy vibes. " I shrugged.

" Is there something wrong with the way I dressed?" He frowned and for a second I thought he look kinda adorable. His lips curled upside down and it looked like he pouted about my stupidly and idiotically exquisite words. He looked down at his John Elliot black crew t-shirt and technical Dark navy moto jogger.

" It is just that... a person's style of cloth reflects their mood and personality." I played with my fingers out of anxiousness. I hope he doesn't ignore me because of my unaccountably ignorant rough speech over his choice of clothes which from time to time had me concerning over my relationships with people.

" You got a point there." Xavier lifted his head with his hand covering his lips and gave in a thought. " But I believe that not all times your choice of clothes delineates the notoriety and mode. Or should I say, whatever vogue presents it only speaks to stylistic women."

Just like that, he outsmarted me. And I think it was exceptionally poignant to be a rider and a scholar at the same time.

To say the least, we continued our project where I quest for the depiction and he looked for the importance of bodies creation of government officials, all the while chips and juice are prepared by me as snacks.

On the way to Havana Beach

It was late afternoon when the party started (according to Mary via chatbox).

I got four messages from Mary saying she was super excited at the party and seeing Darren and ' making out with him'. I'm sure the latter was true, Mary was becoming specific about it.

Two messages from Mark who was confused about what color of trunks should I prefer he could use since Sarah was wearing floral. I replied at him saying, " Just wear whatever you want. It is a beach party, not a wedding ceremony. "

I read how Mary's seeing that she was prepared for an hour for just the appropriate swimwear to use.

I'm ready, C. Come get me!

Xoxo

- Mary

P.s. I sent you a picture of me in a swimwear

P.s I hope Darren and I have sex!

It was kinda PG as I tried to visualized them having to do 'it'. So I ignored the part where she sent that message and replied on her picture wearing a sexy two-piece swimsuit. I sent her a kiss emoji, and an OMG reaction hoping it'll make her relax and booze enough confidence to strut with the get up at the beach party.

Xavier said there was an emergency at home so, after our meeting, he went out and said he'll catch up.

Mark is around my neighborhood. I texted him to drop by my house as I changed into a two-piece swimsuit and wore a baggy XXL t-shirt on top of it that said " Kiss me" paired with a white flipflops.

Are you ready?

I just wore blue lol.

- Mark Moose

" Love the t-shirt." At 4 pm, Mark stopped by at my house. He wore a blue solid swim shorts and nothing on top, revealing his four packs. Every morning, Mark has his jogging routine from the streets. He doesn't usually exercise by the gym since it needs a membership to be able to get in. I'll be giving him Tria's if he doesn't mind. I no longer need them anyway. I only go to the gym when Tria's around and this time, my routine changed.

" Thanks, I like your abs. Sarah will drool over those I bet," Mark laughed and he said," Get in. We got to go get Mary and her ugly boyfriend."

I smile at his retort.

Mary was on the end side of the Ortega street. Standing in a charismatic swimming bra and shorts she was, specifically wearing a Heron Preston lip outlined bra swimming top and a denim shorts to cover her shy peach triangle bikini. She had her white and red stripes of brim beach hat plus a sunglass that pretty much suit the gray convertible Mark rode.

She made us look like her P.A. and Mark as a driver as she strolled and rounded Mark's car while catwalking.

For a second I thought Mark was ogling at Mary, gawking at her defined, two packs tone abs. Mary is a swimmer so it is natural to have a glorious body like her.

Fortunately, Mark was quick to mask his shock by a smirk. " Good afternoon Mary, I was wondering where your Boyfriend went, did he run away backward with his tail first leaving you all behind? "

" Douchebag, I just got his text, he is at the party, waiting for me. How about your girl, what was her name? Sari? Sherly?"

" Her name is Sarah. "

Since I was a back seat type of gal. Mary took a sip of her latte while her other arm opened the seat of the passenger's side. " Oh yea, did she ditch you too soon before you could ask her out of the party? Or was it just telepathy saying.' Sarah, Mark is a douchebag. Let him die young as a virgin.' "

" Stop me Cassy before I could snatch Mary's hair out and bald her with acid until she got Alopecia. " Mark threatened.

" Get me bald and I'll tell Sarah you got a weird foot fetish." Mary interpolated.

" I don't got a foot fetish," Mark said, ears turning pink.

" Are too." Mary pointed out her forefinger as if accusing Mark as the suspect of a crime scene.

"Mare."

" What?" Both of them said in unison, turned their heads on me and waited for a response. I looked at them, diverting my eyes from Mary to Mark and Mark to Mary biting my lip, trying not to laugh. " Stop fighting."

" We are not fighting." Both of them said it again. Gosh, they look like old married couple gotten their first fight in centuries.

I breathe out a dreary sigh as I watched Mary trying to switch the radio into one of her favorite bands and Mark slapping her hand off saying he loves rap music.

This is gonna be a long ride.