3 Marco

As I said, Marco is your dream blond boy. Tall, fair and charming. He's the school heartthrob. Me, I get the hate stares. I would imagine a knife thrown at my back sometimes for having Mar as my best friend. Or in my face when we are at the cafeteria. The girls dont really hide their dislike for me. Like,why does she have to live in a big house, drive a Mini and gets Marco for a best friend when she's a frog? Duh!

Mar never dated anyone of them. Is he gay? No. When I asked him why he never went dating he just laughed at me. I mean there's Amelia, she's the cheer captain and supermodel like and who is obviously trying to get her jeweled nails on Mar. My bff laughed too hard on that. "She is too superficial" he said, and added "after she chased Karl for a whole year, clearly she just turned on me after getting turned down 365 times". There was also Carrie. She is this sweet brunette chic and a stunner too. Not upfront like Amelia, well who wants a clash with that witch anyway? But Mar just shrugged. If I am ever pretty, I'd say Mar would have really might like me but I know I'm not. And I'm not in love with him too. And there are some more "IT" girls in town and some of them are really nice, I think. But Mar never asked any. I would know even if he hide it from me. He never said no to me, he was never unavailable, he never missed a call.

He is my sunshine. He knows when to cheer me up. He never sulked with me. When he cant make me smile he will take me to their part of the land in the cliff. Where i would scream and cry. And just about sunset we will enter their kitchen and eat apple pie. His mom is just the sweetest woman. She would hug me and feed me and kiss me goodnight before Mar takes me home, or in my bed at their home. Yes, I have made their guest room my own. When Karl goes out of town Im allowed to sleepover. Brother approves of it even if Nanny never ever leaves home. If Karl would arrange my marriage (woah! ancient thoughts hahaha, I have a lot though), I wont say no if its Mar.

Oh well, we are just fifteen anyway. Who's thinking of marriage. Mar knows my planned future. By 18, Im out of here. I would really ask, no, demand it from my family. Or just from Karl, since I dont exist to them or something. I want to travel, to explore the world. I've never been anywhere! To Venice, to Rome. Japan even.

"There you are with your thoughts miles away". Marco sighed.

I blinked. Oh yeah, we are having tea. I was half an hour ago up in my Art Room when Mar came. He brought a cake from his Mom.

"Sorry. I was just thinking what if I marry you". No! Too late! Oh my God. I looked at him and we probably mirror each others face. Stricken.

"Why you think of that?" OMG I think Im gonna lose my only friend in the world today.

"Well who else? Do I know anybody else who would like me?" Did that sound casual? Hmmmn must have been. His face changed from shock to thoughtful.

But his reply made me drop my jaw.

"Karl will be thrilled on that, Mom too"

No, no, and a big NO. If this is my brothers plan there's no way Id say yes. Is he doing all this on purpose so his chosen one would only be the guy for me? Is he that bully? "I said, thrilled. Its not like he demands it", Mar added, must have been reading my face.

"Why haven't you've been dating anyway?" I'm so overly curious on this now it could eat me.

"Why haven't you told me any of those dreams you're having?" he countered.

"I told you many times Mar, those are personal" I said, my voice getting wary. The only three people in my life makes my sleeping habit a big deal. I can't count all the times they wake me up, telling me I've slept too long. Or its time for this. That I 'm late for that. I should get up.

Once I blurted why can't they let me sleep longer im dreaming 'bout my prince! It was one weekend morning, Nanny woke me up, Mar was downstairs and they are waiting me for breakfast. I was horrified to see Nanny shaking my shoulders to awaken. My dream prince was about to kiss me. Karl dropped his teacup that day. Mar's expression was "unbelievable". And though I'm convinced its because its the first time I threw a fit on being awakened, they never stopped asking me what I dream about. Like I would tell.

Mar took hold of my hands, they are warm. And they're lovely. When he looked at me, his eyes are dead serious that my heart began to pound hard against my chest.

"If I'm to marry you someday, I don't want you dreaming of anybody else"
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