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Chapter 3: The Nickel
"You!" Misaki managed to get up and pointed a rude finger a certain blonde. "Are you blind?! How can you crash into me? I was on the bike route you know, I can sue you for this!"
The blonde smirked and took his wallet out. He quickly snatched up some bills and shoved it into Misaki's face. She was mad now. Well, even more mad.
She smacked the bills out of the guy's hand and glared at him. "Do you think that these bills can just cover up this incident like nothing has ever happened?" She started to yell now and people were looking. "Did you think that you could just bury me with those dirty money of your's like a rich bastard?"
He was a young boy who was tall and well built. He had spiky golden blonde hair and a handsome face. What made him look even more perfect, was his mysterious looking eyes. He had piercing emerald eyes. They were widened and a bit stunned by the bruised girl in front of him. He has never seen any girl treat him like that before. Let alone, smacking money away from him.
"Don't you need money for the repairs?" He asked. The girl interested him more than anything in the world right now. Her eyes were intense and charming amber. It reminded him of… someone he knew.
Misaki picked up the carton of broken eggs and had a disappointed look on her face. "Do you think that you can buy anything with money?" She suddenly asked.
He smirked. Not answering her question.
She looked up at him with a sympathetic look. "Can those bills," she pointed at the fallen money on the ground, "buy back three hours of my life of waiting in line just to by these?" She held up the carton and indicated the fallen groceries.
"But those bills can buy even more top quality eggs and beef. And there is enough to buy you about," he thought for a moment, "three to four bikes that is in the newest trend." He then glanced over at Misaki's old rusty bike.
Misaki felt her eye twitch, and calmed herself down. "You, ruined my day. Can you bring back my happiness? No! It cannot. Money cannot buy the two most precious things in the world, time and love." She glared daggers at the rich bastard who thinks he's the best thing in the world. I swear, that if there were one less of these ungrateful jerks, the Earth can spin so much easier.
The boy smiled. He helped her pick up her bike with only one hand and went towards his trunk. He tied the rusty bike to his wicked looking black expensive Ferrari.
"Hey! What are you doing with my bike!" Misaki yelled.
"Get in."
"What?" Misaki was confused.
"I said get in." The boy opened the car door. Misaki reluctantly got into the car and eyed the blonde suspiciously.
"Like what you see?" He teased.
"Oh please, don't flatter yourself." She said, clearly irritated. Oh great, not only is he a rich jerk, but a narcissist too. She realized that his attitude towards her was completely different. He was… Well, nicer? He even started teasing her. She rolled her eyes, but kept on eyeing the suspicious blondy.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to eat you." He smirked. Misaki took out a leather notebook and an ink pen out of her bag. The boy saw her scribbling down notes and and kept on driving. "Aren't you scared that I'm going to kidnap you?"
Misaki didn't even look up from writing. "No, if you dare, I won't guarantee your safety." She continued to take notes. The car suddenly jerked to a stop and he opened the car door.
Misaki got out of the car and went up towards the boy. She shoved the notebook into his face.
The blonde stared and and smirked. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? I thought you despised money."
"I don't hate money. And you still have to pay me back. It's just that I've always hated snobby and rich brats with their stuck up attitudes." Misaki explained. "$240.50 is my total bike repair, around $56 for a round trip taxi fee, $32.25 for my ruined groceries, your total is $328.75 and," she grinned, "I want an apology."
The boy stood still. He didn't overreact or ask any questions. He smiled back and took out his wallet. "I don't have change." Was his only reply.
The guy scared the hell out of Misaki. She didn't know what he was thinking and he rarely showed any of his emotions. He seemed distant, yet mysterious. There was just something about his eyes that was so... mesmerizing and secretive.
"Oh don't worry, I have change." She took the money from the boy's hand and counted them swiftly before getting out her own wallet. She gave change to the boy and a few dimes. She searched for nickel somewhere but took a hard time looking for it. I know you're here somewhere, please come out.
"It's alright, you don't-" The boy started.
"No, I hate owing people, even if it's one cent," Misaki was desperate to find the tiny nickel in her tiny wallet now. She didn't want to look like a fool.
A sound of metallic cling was heard. It was a nickel, the one she . Misaki reached for it, but the mischievous little coin rolled out of her reach and into the street. Ugh! Stop rolling, will you?!
A loud honking from a truck was heard and the next thing Misaki realized was being pushed away. She blinked a few times, trying to recollect about what had happened. She looked around and found the blonde hovering over her. His arms wrapped around her protectively, and his eyes gleamed with fury and flashed dangerously at her.
"What did you think you were doing?!" He shouted. "You could've died right that instant when the truck hit you? Didn't you say money couldn't buy two things in the world? Well, I'll tell you what, money can't buy three things - time, love, and life."
