Not good enough for you

Chapter sixty

Previously:
Skye POV:
"Ryder, sir! Please come over here!" - He yelled.

Back to present
"What happened Chase?" - Boy ran down the stairs. 
"Look. I found her on the beach unconcious." - German Shepherd slowly put me on the ground. Chase. Nice name. It's kinda cute.
"Woah. Really? Anyways, what's your name?" - Ryder asked me.
"I-I'm Skye." - I answered.
"You're shaking as nothing else. I think you caught cold." - The only pup except me here checked my forehead. Then I sneezed, but tripped and landed at him.
"Woah Chase! You have a girlfriend?" - I heard someone. When I opened my eyes, I saw Dalmatian coming through the door. When I looked back at him, he was blushing again? Why though? Are there any chances that... he likes me? I don't know, maybe he was just shocked. But I'm sure about one thing: He's really handsome.
"D-Do you want to t-take a selfie?" - He asked me.
"Sure." - I replied and he got his camera out. He made two pictures and gave one to me.
"Have it, so you'll always remember us." - He said.
"Ok. Thank you very much. For saving my life."
END OF FLASHBACK

I loved it. Then I discovered someone's knocking to my door. I opened them to see Rubble.
"Hi Rubble." - I greeted him.
"Hi Skye. What's up?" - He looked at me.
Well, nothing interesting. But I got flowers. Look!" - I showed them to him. (He bought them, remember this fact)
"Do you have any ideas who can it be?" - He asked suspiciously.

Rubble POV:
"I don't know. But I hope it's Chase! But please don't tell him I said that" - Light pink blush appeared on her cheeks.
"Don't worry, he won't know about it." - I grined in my soul. I have an idea. I'll tell him that Skye hates him. That's what I call a pure genius. (No, you little shit, it's not)
"Ok. I have to go now. Bye." - I walked away. Let's do it!

Twenty minutes later
I see him.
"Hey Rubble, why are you so sneaky?" - Oops, he noticed me. (Oops)
"No, I'm not. I have to tell you something." - I came closer.
"So, what is it?"
"Well, I-I overh-heard Skye talking to Zuma. She told him t-that she h-hates you." - I tried my best.
"Really? Come on, I know you're lying. Two reasons why:
1. You stuttered too much.
2. You were not even trying to make an eye contact. (Smart)
So, please answer. Are you. Telling. The. Truth." - He made an angry expression. I got scared, because he can know it was me all the time. It was the best for me to answer, so I won't get in trouble. (Rubble on the trouble, hahaha)

Author's note: Hello. I'm back again. I want to dedicate it to Amiable_Writer again, because she really helped me through this time and her stories made me happy again when I was feeling down. Stay safe everyone.