Monday, December 21, 2009 | 2:35 PM | (0) RESPONSES

A/N: Thanks to blm & littletiara for the lovely comments!<3 I'll make the story more interesting^^ hehe... thanks again to littletiara for the book cover~ It's really nice! Thanks for the support you two^___^ -mbwzy-
Continuation from Chapter 9:

Jung came into my apartment and asked me if we can go for a coffee and chat for a bit, and I agreed. We went into Starbucks Coffee which is a few miles away from my apartment.

"Cyndi, Danson said he wanted to give you this letter. Also, I want us to talk about you and Danson. I don't want to be rude or anything, but do you like him as himself? Or do you just like him because he reminds you of someone dear to you?" Jung began, as she passed me the letter.

I took a big gulp; I didn't know what to say to her. I like Danson, especially his back.

"It's true that he reminds me of someone dear to me. My two brothers were still little when they died; I was only one year old when my younger brother, Josh passed away. My older brother, Emman, I had never seen in person because he already died from an illness before I was born. My mom always told me that someday, I would meet my brother. Until then, I just stare at the back of a person, and I will think of them. Danson also reminds me of an idol back home, so I guess I don't like him for who he is." I finally answered, feeling ashamed of myself.

"Just as I suspected… I don't want to be mean to you Cyndi, but Danson is my cousin and I care about him. I don't want him to be hurt by anyone." she explained, choosing her words carefully.

"I understand, because if I was in your situation, I'd do the same thing." I said.

"Please Cyndi, before you make a decision, confirm your feelings first." Jung suggested.

"I will, Jung. Thanks! This made me realize something, so I'll read his letter first, and then I'll reply him back…" I smiled.

"Alright, and then I'd give it to him." Jung agreed. The letter read:

Dear Cyndi,

I'm sorry to hear about your brothers. That's the spirit! I'm sure we'll meet them again someday but for now, let's just live life as it is. I'm glad that you still have hope, so don't think that way. I have always notice you, but I never had the courage to confess to you. Tomorrow after school, please meet me at the mall next to our school. I have something important to tell you.

-Danson Tang

I wondered about what his important news would be. Is he going to confess his love already? I want to get to know him a bit more before that happens. I replied his letter and gave it to Jung. My letter read:

Dear Danson,

Jung and I had this little talk, and I'm scared that I only like you because of the people you remind me of. My feelings are in a mess right now because if I were to like you, I want to like you for who you are, and not because you remind me of someone else. Please give me more time to think this over, and I'll meet you tomorrow after school to clear things up.

-Cyndi Wang

After receiving my letter, Jung left the coffee shop. I wonder if I did the right thing. I don't want to fall for him because I see him as someone else. I would want to fall for him because he is himself. The unique Danson with his own personality and style should be the real Danson that I would fall for. If we were to get into a real relationship, I wouldn’t want to be kissing or hugging him if I didn’t truly love who he was. Does this mean I don't like him as a crush anymore? My feelings are really mixed up, and my heart isn’t telling me what I should do. How will I confront him tomorrow? He had always admired me but, I have only admired his back because of the ones dear to me. I felt guilty because he likes me for who I am, but I don't like him purely as himself.

I went back to my apartment, still confused.

"Welcome back, Cyndi!" Jiro surprised me as I walked through the front door, “By the way, don't call me master anymore. Jiro is fine." Jiro smiled widely at me, and I nodded.

I began to wonder if he was ill or if he bumped his head and possibly got amnesia. If he had amnesia, it would be so much fun. I could tell him that I was his master and he would have to call me Master Cyndi. Even if that was not the case, he was sure acting strange today. Why is he smiling? Maybe he’s planning something evil, or just happy that I was gone all afternoon.

"Are you happy because I was gone most of the afternoon?" I shouted, clearly showing that I was annoyed.

"Nope, don't mind me." he replied, smiling uncontrollably. What could have made him so happy?

It could be that he would be leaving my apartment and returning to his mansion soon. I always wondered why he had to live here instead of his mansion.

“Can I ask you a question?" I curiously began.

"Sure, what is it?" he replied, still smiling.

"Why did you agree to live here instead of staying in your big mansion?" I asked.

"I told my dad that I wanted to experience a normal life." he replied honestly.

How was this life normal?Why didn't he just rent his own room instead of coming to disturb me? If this is supposed to be normal, then why isn't he working like a normal teenager who cooks or does their own chores? He's still using his higher authority to force me to be his servant, and asking Calvin for everything.

"This isn't a normal life, because you’re still taking advantage of your power." I shouted.

“I don't care. I have a lot of money and it's my power." he said, unashamed of himself.

I sometimes wished that money didn't exist, because people believe that money is power, and money can buy everything.

"You can't buy everything with money!" I shouted.

"But I can, so just do your job, servant! I have replaced your clothes as well; they were so old and out of style. Oh, I changed your shoes too." he said, sounding like he was my father.

"Alright, Alright! Just be sure to dress up tonight, because we’re going to Xiu’s apartment, Mr.Saucy Face."I giggled at my end-joke.

"Call me whatever you want." he said, smiling at my dorky personality.

There was something wrong with him, because he wasn’t getting mad at all today. After my servant duties, I opened my closet and I was amazed to see so many new, fancy clothing that was now mine. They were the type of dresses that you would see on magazines, and I have always dreamed to wear these sorts of things. I hope Xiu will like my attire tonight, but do I still like Jiro? He’s pretty cute when he’s angry, even though he always makes me lose my temper. I wonder if Xiu has siblings, and what his parents look like. I should have proper manners when I meet them. After Jiro and I were dressed up, we left for Xiu's apartment.

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