Together Forever

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Author: Kate Bennie
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“How do you know?”

“I think after almost 2 years, I’ve answered that question too many times,” he chuckled lightly.

“I guess,” I yawned.

“You still wanna go out for dinner? Or are you tired?” he asked.

“You’re really asking me that?” I laughed. “Of course I wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to have dinner with my one and only babyboo,” I smiled at him and got up, combed my hair a little - making it look at least bearable for people to look at then walked out of the bathroom. “Let’s go?” I asked Ryan, grabbing my bag and phone. He nodded and we drove to Starbucks. “Starbucks?” I laughed.

“Hey, our first date was in Starbucks,” he grinned widely.
“You remember that?”

“Of course. And this is just for a drink because the place we’re eating at is in San Francisco. This should keep you filled for at least 30 minutes. You know it’ll take forever to find parking in the Italian district.”

“Can you be anymore perfect?”

“Can you be anymore perfect?” he asked. I blushed and got out of the car.

Ryan met me at the front of the car grabbing my hand. “Awh. Even after a year and a half, I can still make you blush,” he cooed, pinching my cheeks. I slapped his hands away, and he held the door open for me.

I hope everyday could be like this with him…
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Twelve Dozen Roses
    I’m all tied up and I’m trying my best
To get down, come on girl,
Come around, come around

“Turn the damn clock off,” Samantha grumbled from across the room. I groaned and re ached under my bed, taking my phone and turned my alarm off. “What time is it?” she asked sleepily.

“8,” I grumbled.

“What time does your class start?”

“9. Yours?”

“Same,” she sighed and got up. “How many subjects today?”

“Three,” I said standing up, and faced her.

“Which?” she asked.

“Calculus at 9 then Management at 11 and Performing arts at 2,” I groaned, I like performing arts, don’t get me wrong. But Math for four hours straight? I don’t think so.

She laughed. “Good luck with that.”

“Thanks, I need it,” I sighed. “Who takes the bathroom first?” I asked. She eyed me. “Right,” I laughed, remembering she takes forever taking a shower.

I left at 8:30, my bangs the only thing dried with my bag slung across my body, containing some books, a notebook and a pen or two. I walked over to the main campus, which was probably only a couple of blocks away from the dorm. I walked over to the building and looked at my schedule.

I finally found my class and took my seat. I saw a familiar face and she smiled back at me, taking the seat beside me. I met her last year, since we had some classes together but she was taking… Actually, I didn’t know what her course was. We got along pretty well and she was basically one of my only acquaintances here in school. But outside of school, I don’t really mingle with people. “How was summer?” Audrey smiled.

“Great,” I grinned. “Hope it didn’t end though,” I sighed.

“Awww, were there any hot guys involved?” she nudged me.

“Yeah,” I grinned at her. She didn’t know I had a boyfriend, but she did know of my “bestfriend.” Why I didn’t tell her? Let’s say, Ryan’s pretty much the icon of Forbes and they know of his mysterious girlfriend. After 6 months, they started noticing Ryan since he had started to participate in charities with his sister and his mother and had gone out publicly. Whenever he was asked about his status, he would just chuckle lightly and strategically change the subject. That was bound to get old pretty soon.

I’ve been fine with it, and it’s better. Better nobody knows who I really am. People know me by the name of Kate Macintosh , and as always, I kept my regular last name, not drawing any attention in school. It helped that I didn’t mingle so much with other people in school, it

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