Chapter 73 - Kind Of Cute (1/2)

Prisana happily fiddled with her fingers as she sat in the car next to Bailey. Bailey offered to drop her off. It was beginning to seem as if Bailey was her mother who was dropping her off at her first day of school. Not even her own 'father' did this as he had always hired someone to drive her to the all girl's Christian academy.

This was a sweet first.

She peered through the window at XXX University, where Dane enrolled her for orientation. The campus both alarmed her and filled her with needless anticipation. XXX University stood as exquisite tall grey buildings surrounded by acres of trees. There were students outside talking to each other and zipping through with the bikes or skateboards.

”...Nana,” the name still seemed odd to roll on her tongue. ”I'll be off now. Thank you for being so sweet and kind to drop me off.”

Bailey squeezed her hand lovingly.

”Dane's wife is my beloved daughter too. I've also told Cleo to come fetch you since I have to go back and take care of things back at the Iron Horse.”

”Do let me come visit soon!”

”...That depends on Dane. It's probably not a place you should frequent alone. You're not even of age yet, are you?”

She shook her head, ”I'll invite you next month to come over and celebrate.”

”Next month huh?” Bailey's eyes darkened and Prisana wondered why.

”Why the long face?”

”...It's nothing. Have fun dear!”

When Prisana was signed up for orientation, she recieved notice about signing up with a group based on a similar field of interest. She read the directions from the orientation chatgroup and marched onward to the center of campus where a large fountain with stone angels sprung out with water.

She turned her head to look out for the large sign like others who held out numbers like Group 2 and Group 8. Hers was Group 10 and so far, no sign resembled it.

”...Hmm, I think this is it but no one is here yet,” she mumbled to herself.

”Excuse me...”

”Me?” she asked while turning to the owner of the voice, pointing to herself.

The boy in front of her nodded. He was almost as tall as her, with a long lanky body. There were at least two of his friends giggling to themselves off to the side. She felt a little uncomfortable but nevertheless, offered a friendly smile.

”If you're going to ask me for directions then I'm afraid that I can't help with that since I'm a new student here too.”

”No, it's not that,” the boy sheepishly scratched his head. ”Can I get your number?”

Her number?

Prisana blushed. The elite gentlemen of New Jersey never approached her for something like this as she was always stuck closely beside Giovanni. Rather, no one has ever asked for her number before. If she were an unmarried woman then perhaps it would have been alright to give out her number but she was already married to that brooding yet sweet beast.

”...I'm flattered but sorry, I can't give you my number.”

Suddenly, his two friends walked over to them.

One of them smirked, ”What? Too pretty you can't even consider going on one date with my friend?”