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Marjorie saw Jeya walking fast outside their school. She wanted to chase her but her classmate block her way.

"You do have a gutsy friend." said the looking shy girl from before. The one who tried to seduce Cris by faking a fall.

Marjorie smiled at her in a sarcastic way and leave her, another ten steps and a guy bump her but he didn't stop and he also looks like he was rushing. "Jason?" she was shocked when she saw his face from afar. "No way." she wipe her eyes but still the guy looks exactly as Jason. "Jason!!!" she yelled his name but the guy with a familiar rockstar outfit and uniform still didn't flinch. She look at his uniform, it has a black buttons but the uniform is still theirs. He was actually their schoolmate but how could he look so alike Jason. He had a clean face like he was from a good bath and this made him more looking like a reincarnation of Jason.

The guy was hailing a car from the parking lot nearby the school and ride to it.

Marjorie calmed herself down. "He can't be alive." They were there when they are burying his remains and she was sure that he isn't that guy. "Jeya." She thinks of what would her reaction be if she saw him.

Jeya slowed down when she already got farther from the school. She sit on a bench in a waiting shed for the bus stop. She keep her head down and tried to empty her mind. She can't think about her depressing family situation anymore or else she would cut her skin again. "Pity." she can't fight the urge anymore and so she look for a sharp objects around. "I'm a boring girl." she said when she thought of Cris.

"Hey! Girl from section 3-N!" Michael calls her from his opened window on his backseat car.

Jeya saw a familiar face from a backseat car. She was shocked. "Wha..what.. Jejeje je. Jason?" she can't believe what she was seeing.

Michael got outside his car and rush to her. He didn't know why she was overreacting in seeing him again.

Jeya felt so light and run towards Michael without his Rockstar like make up. "Jason!" she hugged him so tightly and cried. "I'm so sorry!" she was sorry of neglecting him back then. She forgot the reality because of the shock and emotions and she didn't stop crying on his chest.

Michael was shock too. He didn't know why she was crying and calling him Jason. He suddenly remembered another girl also calling him that name. He saw his reflection from a glass wall of a cafeteria. "Shit." he forgot to do his disguise. "Sorry. I'm not Jason." Michael push her slightly and leave her. He can't let her recognize him or she will be implicated deeper.

Jeya look at him in disbelief. "Are you saying that because you can't forgive me?" she ask him while crying and chasing him.

"No. I'm not Jason." he already got inside and closed his window. He saw his bag beside him and immediately hide it from the seat. He can't be recognize as Michael with his face.

"Jason?" Jeya was left on the road. She slowly stand up and sit back to the waiting shed. "How could it be?" she wipes her tears using her tissue paper that she take out from her bag.

So from her loneliness she got home looking confuse. She open the door and the house was still empty. She directly go to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee. She put her phone on the table then a familiar number pop up from its screen.

"No body knows just why we're here... Could it be fate or random..." said her phone ringtone and was cut through she decided to pick up the call.

"Who is this?" Jeya asked.

"Sweetheart." a hoarse voice answered.

"What do you want?" she already knew who he is. There is only one person who is calling her 'Sweetheart' and using a seductive hoarse voice on the phone.

"Sweetheart, It's me, Julian. Can you pick me up?" he said. "Oh? Aiyah. Ow! cough! cough!" he sound like he was in trouble and the background is like a club.

"Where are you!?" she was panicking not because she care about him but because she was still in shock of his bestfriend appearance whose death was a sudden. And she didn't like the feeling of neglecting someone who needs her before it's too late.

"Ah! Don't come!" and he hung up the phone.

"What the..." she took a long sweater to hide her uniform and skirt. The long sleeve sweater look like a short dress to her body.

Jeya hail a taxi and goes to the night clubs. If she guesses right. He is inside a disco club were is covered and is too early opened, it was still early for night clubs to open at this hour.

At a Peeppa Club.

They were preparing to open the club and so the DJ played some keys and disco musics.

Julian was frequently checking this one of his father's own club as his father told him so.

He just miss Jeya that's why he called her but his frat brother punch him and he heard her asking him worriedly and so he got that dumb idea. He acts like he was in a trouble and didn't want to implicate her. Her worried question about his well made his heart beats faster.

"What is that for?" the handsome guy ask Julian and sit beside him.

"Seducing?" he answered.

"Oh? You're back being a casa nova?" he puts his arms around his shoulder. "I thought you are becoming impotent now, Let's hit some ladies later!" he smiled at him.

"It's Jeya." he remove his arms skillfully just a sway of his shoulder. "I'm seducing my girlfriend back." he said while having a cold face.

"Oh?" the handsome guy sit straight again and sip his coffee. "Goodluck." he smiled at him.

"Boss!" an employee rush to Julian side. "A beautiful lady outside was making a scandal. She wanted to go inside our club but our bouncers stop her. She was screaming that she will call a police." he takes a break for he was running out of breath.

"Is your father testing you again?" the handsome man ask Julian.

Julian got confused. His father had already done all he could test to him and stop already. And how could a simple test be given again? "Just chase her away." he thought it might be the new competitor of their business and his aura become so gloomy.

"We are about to chase her when she suddenly yelled your name." the employee said.