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Chapter 8- Cliff: Lost in One Night

I headed down to the bookstore, looking for a book to read. I found a red book that caught my eyes. "The Right Person" was the title.

I read the summary, it amazed me. "Have you found the love of your life? Do you think that he/she is the right person for you? I have experienced this kind of love that made me explore the world once again. 'You can't love others if you can't love yourself.' In this book, there are more than you can actually know about yourself and love."

I settled on a chair and ordered hot chocolate from the coffee shop downstairs. The book was sealed, I want to read it, so I bought it.

I headed home lying down on my bed. I removed the plastic that wrapped the book.

"Chapter 1- I was Lost with Her

It was my first day in school, I found this beautiful girl flipping her hair across my eyes. She smiled at me, making me smile back to her. My heart was beating wildly, the wind was flowing. Her eyes were the most dazzling things I've ever seen." I read.

I put the book down, saving pages for me to read later on. I turned on the television, looking for something to watch. I came across a channel, it was a cooking show.

"Just add a little sugar and salt." I heard.

Wait… what if I just cook Claire a meal? Instead of going to the Inn, I bet that she would like a cooked meal directly from me.

I called Claire up.

"Claire… about our date, let's not go to the Inn anymore. I've planned something more romantic, something that you'll like even more." I said.

"What is it?" She asked.

"It's a surprise…" I added.

She acted surprised. I hope that she'll like the dinner I'll be making.

I was searching around the kitchen. I looked around the cabinet.

I saw a cooking book. "Cooking For Someone?" was the title.

I looked for a great recipe. "Paste lé Paz" was what I chose. I didn't have any ingredients that were needed so I wrote them up on a piece of paper. I went to the Grocery Store, looking for the ingredients.

"You cook?" some girl, beside me, with braids, asked, "I'm Ann by the way."

"Heh, yeah. I'm planning to," I replied, "Oh yeah, I'm Cliff. Nice to meet you."

"For a special person?" she asked.

"Well, yeah." I inquired.

"Oh. Okay." She muttered, seemingly disappointed.

"Yeah. I better get going." I said, as my excuse to leave her alone.

"Wait!" she shouted, "You study at Vienete's High School, right?!"

"Eh? Uh… yeah. How did you know where I study?" I asked, getting curios.

"—I study there too. You're Claire's boyfriend, right?" she asked, making me blush a bit.

"Eh… we're just going out." I replied.

"Good." She murmured.

"What?" I asked, making me a bit mad at what she just said.

"Nothing!" she said, "Um—Cliff, would you go out with me?!"

"B—But… I don't even know you!" I shouted, making me really mad.

"Cliff! I had a crush on you since the start of school!" she shouted.

"Let's settle this some other day. Right now, I have date with Claire," I replied, making her a bit disappointed, leaving her, "Bye…"

What a weird girl. What is she thinking?! I don't even know her. She just likes me, but I don't even like her!

Man, this is heavy, this is a lot of ingredients.

I prepared the table. This looks amazing!

NIGHT-------5:00 PM----- 30 MINUTES BEFORE DATE------IN CLIFF'S ROOM

"Ah! I can't find anything nice to wear!" I shouted.

"I know! I'll invite Gordon for about 20 minutes. Maybe he can help me with what to wear. He always wears good clothes anyway." I said to myself.

Gordon, he's my neighbor, he just lives at the house just beside mine.

I called up Gordon. He said that he could come by.

I finally picked up a nice pair of clothes. I prepared it; it was lying on the bed.

"Thanks, Gordon." I said.

"You're welcome, anything for a friend," he replied, "You've got a date tonight?"

"Well, yeah." I replied.

"Oh," he said, "Do you know anyone named Ann?"

"Uh. Yeah," I replied, "I met her at the supermarket."

"Yeah," he agreed, "She really likes you."

"Uh, yeah," I said, "I'll keep that in mind, but now, I really love Claire, and nothing or nobody is ever going to stop me from loving her."

"Oh. Ok. As long as you're happy." He inquired.

As soon as I knew, Gordon was gone.

It was already 5:30, I started on the dish.

"Crack up two eggs and mix them…" I read.

"Mix them gracefully or you have to start them again!" It warned.

"Now, put the pasta in the pot and boil them for 30 minutes." It inquired.

"Cut up some garnish and the cheese." It reminded.

I've bought some cake for the dessert and I'm making another dish for the appetizer.

"Crab Foliété" I read. That was for the appetizer.

"Cut up the Crab nice and gently. And boil it for 30 minutes in a pot full of water." I read.

I finished the Main Course and Appetizer. I just bought the small cake for dessert.

It was ready… It was finally ready.

I fixed up the table utensils and the food.

I hope that it's perfect.

My little brother wasn't here, he only comes with my parents when I visit them or when they visit me.

Just 30 minutes before I would pick up Claire. I dressed up.

Then I finally arrived at her house. At first, I was afraid to press the door bell. But I remembered, I can do this, I love her.

"DING DONG!" rang the door bell.

"Hello. Are you Ms. Claire's boyfriend?" the maid asked.

"Um—I don't know. I think that I'm just her date," I replied, "So, yeah, where is she?"

"Oh… yes! You may pick her up. She's inside her room." The maid answered.

I went upstairs to Claire's room. I knocked on the door, hoping that Claire would answer.

"Oh—Yes! Just wait!" she shouted.

She unlocked the door, and there I saw her, she looked… beautiful.

"Claire… you look… you look so… amazing." I complimented, "You look beautiful, amazing and… wondrous."

She blushed red and turned around, hoping the silence would be erased. I saw her in a blooming orange dress. It was a spaghetti dress. She likes wearing those kinds of dresses. I think that she has a load of them.

"Um—Claire, are you ready to go?" I started.

"Yes!" she shouted, happily.

She grabbed my hand and brought both of outside.

We walked to my house, holding hands.

We finally came to my house.

"WOW," Claire shouted, "This is AMAZING!"

She seemed so impressed.

"Cliff, is this a dinner you made by yourself?" she asked, curios.

"Heh, yeah, I made it all by myself. I just bought the cake though." I replied.

We both sat down in silence, enjoying our main course.

"Wow. Cliff, you're a great cook. I guess that you could be a great dad too, since you know how to cook." She replied.

"You'd be a great mother. No, you'd be the best mother and wife ion the whole world." I said, as I froze to red.

"Thank you…" she answered.

----------------------------------To Be Continued---------------------------