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I smile in my sleep, dreaming about my prince charming that's saving me from the lion? And my prince is also a lion?

Not liking my prince charming, I rolled to the other side of the bed and replay my dream, making my prince charming a human.

I don't want a lion. Instead of loving me and having a happily ever after, the lion might eat – especially if it's draught season. I would look like a yummy meat.

I wonder how I taste. Should I try tasting myself? How am I gonna do that? Should I cut my fingers and cook it – no that's painful. I would be a carnibal? Carnival? Oh wait what was it.. oh! Cannibal.

Yucks! I don't want to be a cannibal. That's gonna ruin my reputation. As a WWA fighter, I need to take of my reputation.

I unconsciously nod while half asleep. Wanting to sleep more, I tried to stay still because I read on Clarion's phone when he let me hold, that if you stay still for 10 minutes, you'll able to sleep faster. I don't think it's true because I didn't get to sleep even if I did that – or it's just me who can't stay still.

I closed my eyes tightly to make myself focus and use all my will power to stop myself from moving. But I guess will power can't beat ADHD. After a minute of staying still, my body is itching to move. When I can't take it anymore, I started to wiggle my toes and slightly relax. After sometime later, I was already dozing off when I heard a knock on my door.

My eyes shot up painfully. I groan and close my eyes again.

Who in a peanut butter sandwich is knocking on my door. Wanting to ignore it and wanting to continue my sleep, my mind won't let me be in peace.

I was thinking that maybe it's some intruder, politely knocking on my door to robbed me. Oh, that's so nice. I love surprises but that kind of surprise doesn't make me happy. So it's so polite of the intruder to inform me calmly that his robbing me.

I decided to stood up, not wanting to offend the polite robber. He's polite so I need to be polite to. Common courtesy I guess?

I groggily make my way downstairs. I scratch my scalp that's surrounded with a super duper messy hair. My eyes half close as I carefully walk across the living room. Thank God I cleaned it last night because I can't sleep. Really, not sleeping have some good effects. Except for my often dizziness.

I open the door with a little smile on my face. Sorry Mr. Robber, I wanted to greet you with a very big smile but I'm too sleepy right now.

"Hi, good morning, you can come and... " I stopped go yawn. "Rob me. Feel at home. You are very welcome here."

I waited for 5 minutes but Mr. Robber still didn't answer. Don't tell he already left without robbing me? No, he can't do that. I haven't show him my Disney clothes yet! I also haven't asked if which one does he like. I'll willingly give it. No worries, I can buy another at the thrift store. They gave me discount.

I slightly open my eyes to check if Mr. Robber has left or he's just shy to talk to me. Come on, I won't bite.

Once I open my eyes, I was greet by a black wall?

"Huh? There's black wall in here," I mumbled to myself.

A heard someone blowing a deep breath at my head so I look up. And much to my surprise, I saw none other than Clarion itself.

He looks striking with his black denim jacket, turtle neck and cargo pants. I almost drool by his attire today. He looks so handsome and his smell is enticing. I wonder what his perfume is. I should ask him.

I look up and was about to ask him what his perfume is but stop when I saw the emotion in his face. His looking at me with... Adoration and amazement.

My heart skip when I realized that. No one has ever look at me like that. He look like his in trance, and I'm the reason of that trance. I slowly blink at him. Holding his greyish-green eyes. His eyes holds a lot of emotion and I can't decipher all of it. But I know it's cool.

Huh? What's cool?

I woke up from my trance and realise that it's him standing in front of my door. My eyes widen and my cheeks burn in embarrassment.

Oh my gosh, I thought it's a robber knocking on my door. I didn't thought it can be Clarion. How stupid of me. And I know I look like crap right now.

And another realization dawned on me. I hurriedly close the door. I touch my hair while looking around, trying to find something that can arrange it. I feel my wrist and found by scrunchie. I hurriedly tie my hair, touch my face to get rid of blemishes. When I'm positive that I look at least presentable, I opened the door again.

"Good morning," I greeted him with a smile. Oh no, I haven't brush my teeth.

He smiled and I almost faint. He seems to he in good mood.  "Good afternoon," he correct me.

I bit my lip when I realized that I didn't lack sleep, in fact, I overslept. Thank God it's Saturday.  I nod and opened the door.

"Come in."

I'm just confident to let him because mom isn't here. She's with her 'friends'. Lately, she's been always out. And every time she come back she seems happy and she have money. I just hope she got those money legally.

Who am I kidding.

He went inside and I let him set in the living room while I shower and dress. But of course, I asked him which hoodie I should wear. And of course, he pick his hoodie. Lately, he keeps giving me his hoodie and I don't have the heart to decline it.

Just kidding, I love them. I just act like I don't so he wouldn't know. You know?

After that we went out and he drive.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

This past few weeks, he kept tagging along with me – as strangers. He hasn't said yes to my offer. Every time I asked him, he won't answer. But I won't give up. He'll pick me up everyday and then send me to school. After that, he would fetch me and send me to work and after that he would pick me up and send me home. I wonder what his job is. He always free. And I doubt his jobless, he look rich.

I'm gonna ask him next time.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked instead.

I pout, I already ran out of places to go. He always asked me where should we eat and now, my brain is out of stock.

He seems to notice my silence that's why he glance at me.

"Just search for some place?" he asked and then gave me his phone.

I beamed. I open his phone that does not have a password and the homescreen is me. It's a picture of me smiling wide like an idiot. I argued with him to delete that picture but he said no. He look scary so I just unwillingly said yes.

But instead of searching for a place to go, I got distracted when I saw a lot of messages on his inbox. My curiosity got the best in me that's why I press it and gasp when I saw what the message is.

Fucker:

Happy birthday bitch🎊🎉

I turn to Clarion and saw that he's side slightly leaning towards me. Curiosity's written on his face.

"It's your birthday!" I scream.

He leaned back and his face crumple. I muttered a small sorry, knowing that my voice is too loud.

"It's your birthday," I whispered instead.

I expect him to say 'Yes! I know right! We should celebrate' but of course he did not said that. Instead he just nodded.

I look at him, bewildered by his reaction. How can he be so indifferent? It's his birthday!

"We should celebrate!"

He just shook his head. He didn't even glanced at me. I grabbed his hands and clasp it with mine.

"We should! Come on, it's your birthday! We need to celebrate it Clarry!"

He still shook his head. I kept convincing him but he always shook his head. I think about something that I think he would said yes to and I know I will sound like a brat, but we just need to celebrate it!

"I'll be mad Clarion. Let's just celebrate it.." I display my sad face go lure him more. He sigh ang nod.

I squealed in happiness. I still don't have an idea where are we celebrating it but I'm happy. I sing Disney song that playing on his radio. He let me put my playlist. He would just nod his head with me while I do my mini concert.

After I while, we came to stop. My jaw meet the ground when we stop at the front of a big subdivision gate. It's name molded in the top of the gate.

I know this subdivision, this is the most expensive subdivision! Only super duper rich people can live here!

I turn towards Clarion, shock. Is he really that rich to live in this kind of subdivision? How much money does this person make? What's his job? I'm really dying of curiosity. I want to know. His riches are just shocking.

We drove inside the subdivision, passing by the horrendous houses – no I mean mansion! Different sizes, colors, and design but all of it are amazing and looks so expensive.

We went inside a black gate who opens automatically. My mouth once again meet the ground when I saw his house.

It's a modern black and grey theme house with floor to ceiling window. There's a fountain in the middle of the driveway with an angel statue. Bermuda grasses and flower in sides. We stop at the front of the house.

I was so amaze by the view that I didn't noticed that Clarion already open my door.

"Come on."

"Huh?" I look at him confuse what he is talking about.

"Come on, Elle. We should go inside," he said with a baritone voice.

Still in shock, I got out from the car and walk with him towards the door. He opened the double doors with password so I close my eyes.

"Why are you closing your eyes?" He questioned.

I peek to him and saw that he already done putting the password so I finally opened my eyes.

"I don't want to know your password. You might think I'll rob you and get your oh-so-nice hoodies and your fragrant perfume and your underwears – what?! I didn't mean to said that! Yuck why would I stole your brie–"

"Yeah, I know. Let's go inside shall we?"

I pout when he cut me off but I just nodded anyway.

I was amazed outside his house and now, I'm more amaze.

A white couch is situated near the floor to ceiling window with a very big TV, a coffee table in the middle and some side table. A big staircase in the middle with a cat and – wait, a cat?!

My eyes widen when I saw a cat with gray fur in the middle of the staircase. Without thinking, I ran towards it and carry the big baby and squeeze him in my arms. The cat meow in protest and was about to scratch me when Clarion's voice boomed around the house.

"You fat cat. Try hurting her and I'll cook you for dinner," he glared at the cat.

The cute little grey fur cat seems to cower. I smiled at him and pet him. He seems to see that I'm a friend and start to cuddle with me. I giggled. What a sweet cat. I want to adopt him – oh, Clarion owns him.

"Come here, Elle. Let's go to the kitchen," he ordered and motion me to go to him.

I nodded and went to him.

Now, we're gonna celebrate.

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