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Chapter 3:
Time seemed to stand still for Liza as she continued to stare into the blue eyes. Someone cleared his throat, awakening Liza from her trance. She blushed and hurriedly scrambled away from those arms, putting as much distance as she dared between her and the stranger. When her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, her eyes widened when she saw how good-looking the stranger was. He had thick black hair and blue eyes and looked to be about twenty.
"Are you okay?" he asked, voice filled with concern.
"Yeah.." Liza's voice cracked. She winced and cleared her throat. "I'm fine, thanks."
The stranger gave a slight nod of satisfaction and continued to appraise her. Liza stood stiffly and tried to ignore him, but his gaze seemed to bore right into her. After standing uncomfortably like this for a minute or two, with raindrops falling monotonously. Liza turned around and confronted the stranger, her temper already rising steadily.
"What do you mean by staring at me like that? Just because you are males doesn't make you stronger than us females. You think you can bully us and push us around. You toy with our feelings, abandon us when we need you the most. You walk out on us whenever you feel like it and you all don't give a damn to our feelings!" By now, tears were already streaming down Liza's face as she thought of her sister, Kelly, whose husband was a drunkard and prone to abuse people. She thought of her father walking out on his wife and children with a younger and prettier woman. She also thought of George leaving her all alone. The more she thought, the harder she cried.
The stranger could only helplessly look at the girl cry bitterly. Of course, he had been irritated by the girl's sudden outburst. His irritation soon gave way to perplexity when she started crying. Now he was at a loss. How was he to know how to deal with a crying girl. A hysterical crying girl.
"Erm. are you okay?" he asked again for the second time in the space of just a few minutes.
Liza's crying sobered and she lifted her eyes and glared at the stranger. "Of course I'm fine. I'm not weak as you men probably think females are. And don't think you can take advantage of me and stare at me all you like," she spat.
The stranger bristled with annoyance. "You dare shout at me like that, you . you low-class servant girl. You ought to be given a hearty spanking."
"You dare."
"Who said I wouldn't?"
"I'll scream the whole place down if you dare lay a finger on me."
"Scream all you want."
"And for your insults, I'll kick your ass."
"I'd like to see you try that."
"Arrogant swine. don't cry like a baby when you get hurt, coward!"
"Now who's insulting?"
A glass jug thrown from above crashed loudly onto the ground. A voice shouted angrily from above, "If you want to host a screaming match, get the hell out of here. For the love of Tora, you are even louder than the damnable rain!"
The two of them immediately stooped their bickering but they continued to glare fiercely at each other. "Well, I'm not stupid enough to waste any more breath on you," Liza muttered. "I wouldn't want to be seen quarrelling with a girl dressed like a boy," the stranger remarked.
Liza was ready to stamp her foot and shout in his ear when he raised his eyebrow sardonically.Liza couldn't help but notice how attractive he looked when a shock of black hair fell over his eye, to which, he irritably pushed it back. Horrified by her wayward thoughts, Liza shook herself mentally. To raise her voice and lose her temper would be equivalent to admitting defeat. If he can control his temper, so can I, Liza thought angrily.
So the two of them stood under the shelter for the heavy thunderstorm to pass while cursing each other mentally with vile words, each feeling all the hatred in the world to the other.
Just as suddenly as it had started, the rain fell less heavier. Liza immediately grabbed the opportunity to escape from the stranger
Climbing back to her room quietly, she dried herself s best as she could and flopped into bed, exhausted. Before drifting into slumberland, she tried to summon Dan's image. But the last thing on her mind, was instead the stranger, staring at her with his crystal blue eyes.
Chapter 3:
Time seemed to stand still for Liza as she continued to stare into the blue eyes. Someone cleared his throat, awakening Liza from her trance. She blushed and hurriedly scrambled away from those arms, putting as much distance as she dared between her and the stranger. When her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, her eyes widened when she saw how good-looking the stranger was. He had thick black hair and blue eyes and looked to be about twenty.
"Are you okay?" he asked, voice filled with concern.
"Yeah.." Liza's voice cracked. She winced and cleared her throat. "I'm fine, thanks."
The stranger gave a slight nod of satisfaction and continued to appraise her. Liza stood stiffly and tried to ignore him, but his gaze seemed to bore right into her. After standing uncomfortably like this for a minute or two, with raindrops falling monotonously. Liza turned around and confronted the stranger, her temper already rising steadily.
"What do you mean by staring at me like that? Just because you are males doesn't make you stronger than us females. You think you can bully us and push us around. You toy with our feelings, abandon us when we need you the most. You walk out on us whenever you feel like it and you all don't give a damn to our feelings!" By now, tears were already streaming down Liza's face as she thought of her sister, Kelly, whose husband was a drunkard and prone to abuse people. She thought of her father walking out on his wife and children with a younger and prettier woman. She also thought of George leaving her all alone. The more she thought, the harder she cried.
The stranger could only helplessly look at the girl cry bitterly. Of course, he had been irritated by the girl's sudden outburst. His irritation soon gave way to perplexity when she started crying. Now he was at a loss. How was he to know how to deal with a crying girl. A hysterical crying girl.
"Erm. are you okay?" he asked again for the second time in the space of just a few minutes.
Liza's crying sobered and she lifted her eyes and glared at the stranger. "Of course I'm fine. I'm not weak as you men probably think females are. And don't think you can take advantage of me and stare at me all you like," she spat.
The stranger bristled with annoyance. "You dare shout at me like that, you . you low-class servant girl. You ought to be given a hearty spanking."
"You dare."
"Who said I wouldn't?"
"I'll scream the whole place down if you dare lay a finger on me."
"Scream all you want."
"And for your insults, I'll kick your ass."
"I'd like to see you try that."
"Arrogant swine. don't cry like a baby when you get hurt, coward!"
"Now who's insulting?"
A glass jug thrown from above crashed loudly onto the ground. A voice shouted angrily from above, "If you want to host a screaming match, get the hell out of here. For the love of Tora, you are even louder than the damnable rain!"
The two of them immediately stooped their bickering but they continued to glare fiercely at each other. "Well, I'm not stupid enough to waste any more breath on you," Liza muttered. "I wouldn't want to be seen quarrelling with a girl dressed like a boy," the stranger remarked.
Liza was ready to stamp her foot and shout in his ear when he raised his eyebrow sardonically.Liza couldn't help but notice how attractive he looked when a shock of black hair fell over his eye, to which, he irritably pushed it back. Horrified by her wayward thoughts, Liza shook herself mentally. To raise her voice and lose her temper would be equivalent to admitting defeat. If he can control his temper, so can I, Liza thought angrily.
So the two of them stood under the shelter for the heavy thunderstorm to pass while cursing each other mentally with vile words, each feeling all the hatred in the world to the other.
Just as suddenly as it had started, the rain fell less heavier. Liza immediately grabbed the opportunity to escape from the stranger
Climbing back to her room quietly, she dried herself s best as she could and flopped into bed, exhausted. Before drifting into slumberland, she tried to summon Dan's image. But the last thing on her mind, was instead the stranger, staring at her with his crystal blue eyes.