Who could it be?

I turn around and look at the person who tapped my shoulder. To say I am shocked by who I see would be an understatement. The person right behind me has to be one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen.

"May I take a seat on the bench?" She asks while inclining her head to the left.

"S-sh-sure." I stutter.

Oh my God, Justin! It was just one word. ONE FREAKING WORD! How could you manage to stutter by saying one word?

"Uhm... could you move to your right?" She spoke again looking a bit unsure.

Damn!

I mentally slapped myself for having an internal breakdown. I didn't even comply with her request.

"Oh? Uh.. sure" I say feeling like a complete idiot as I moved to my right giving her ample space to sit at my left side.

"Thanks." She replies.

She moves in front of the bench and takes a seat at the space I provided. Because of this, I am able to take an even better look at her from head to toe. And damn she's hot.

As she sits, she pulls her phone out of her pocket and starts texting. Since she is distracted, I take the opportunity to subtly look at her.

She's pretty. Her eyes are big and round. She has doubled eyelids. Her eyebrows look naturally thick and her lashes are pretty prominent.

Her nose is a perfect pointed one. Her lips are full though you can tell that her bottom lip is bigger than her upper lip. Her chin is nice too. And her skin is fair and almost flawless.

If you look closely you can see her tiny freckles at the side of her nose. Not that her freckles made her less beautiful but they made her beauty more human. Her freckles are what separates her from being real to a computer graphic visual.

And her body is... sexy even though she's wearing a black over-sized shirt and some red jeans that are not fitted. Her clothes can't hide her curves in the right places. Though she isn't petite, her voluptuous body is something other women would die to have.

When she's standing earlier, I can tell she's pretty tall for a Filipina. I bet she's biracial or has a foreign blood lineage. She also seems like around my age.

Girls like her are the usual dream girls of most guys. Yet, I'm not one of them. Don't get me wrong. I admit she's something good to look at and admire. But if you think I would want to date pretty girls like her, I would definitely dismiss the thought.

I swore off beautiful girls like her. My previous girlfriends were pretty girls. Well... not as pretty as the one sitting beside me. They'll pale in comparison. But their beauty is still very popular back in high school. That's why even if I was dating them, other guys would still flirt with them until they give in... which they did.

This gorgeous girl sitting beside me definitely has a lot of guys flirting with her left and right. If she's one of those self-absorbed ones, she might be switching boyfriends every month. No one will even blame her.

It's not that I despise pretty girls. I don't want another repeat tragedy like what happened with my two ex-girlfriends. I want a serious relationship that will last.

This is one of the reasons why I dated a girl like Aria. She isn't celebrity-pretty. She's actually simple and plain-looking like me. I thought if I had a simple-looking girlfriend, no one will try to steal her from me. But, I was proven wrong yesterday.

Actually, what Aria did is ten times worse than what my ex-girlfriends did. In my experience with my previous girlfriends, I can put the blame on them. That's because they were more good-looking than me. They would want to upgrade at some point.

But with the situation with Aria, what she did makes me feel that the problem is me, that I wasn't good enough. I'm not someone worth staying with.

But, my thoughts were interrupted, when a hand waves in front of my face. I feel like I'm waking up to reality.

Damn.

The beautiful girl beside me is the one waving her hand. She's giving me a weird look.

Damn! She caught me staring.

"Are you alright? You had been staring at me for more than a minute?"

My cheeks heat up as well as my ears.

Damn! Staring at someone for five seconds is already bad enough BUT A MINUTE!

"I- I- I'm..."

Dear Earth, please swallow me now.

"... I- I just uh... I wasn't staring. No! I was looking. Yeah! I was looking at... at... nothing. Yes, nothing! It seems like I was staring at you but I wasn't. My head just happened to turn in your direction. I was actually looking at nothing. I was staring blankly at nothing. Yes, that's it. Hehehe." I say trying to save myself from the humiliation I have put myself in while laughing nervously.

She only looks at me with one eyebrow raised obviously not buying my excuse. I take a deep breath to calm myself before speaking.

"I'm sorry. I just had the worst night yesterday. I couldn't sleep. I feel awful and depressed. I did not want to come here in the first place. But I have to... everything is complicated right now. I'm sorry if I was being rude to you by staring. I didn't mean it. I just had a lot in my mind.".

When I am done explaining, her expression change. She looks at me with a still expression. Then, she bites her lips inwardly. Then a second later, her lips twist upward. The next thing I know, she bursts out laughing.

It is my turn to raise an eyebrow at her. She's laughing out loud, one arm slightly covering her face from me while the other was on her stomach. I think my embarrassment levels increase by 20%.

"Geez! I didn't see that coming." She says as she recovers from laughing.

"I was only asking if you're alright. I'm only expecting a "yes" or a "no" answer. I didn't need that much information.".

And my embarrassment levels increase by another 20%. I don't know how to respond to that. I just pull down my hoodie to further conceal my face.

"Hey! Don't go sensitive on me for laughing at you." She playful banters.

"I'm not being sensitive." I deny still hiding my face from her.

"If you say so..." She says with a tone of sarcasm.

Then, there is silence. I thought she will not speak to me again. But that didn't happen.

"So... do you live around here?" She asks.

I remove my hand from my hoodie and let it slide back.

"No." I answer

"Are you waiting for someone here?" She asks again.

When she said that, I look at the time on my phone. It is already two minutes past eight o'clock. I look around but there's still no sign of Aria or someone that may seem like her boyfriend.

"Yes."

"Oh? Your girlfriend?"

I suddenly turn to look at her.

"How did you know?" I ask.

She gives me a smirk before answering.

"I didn't. It's just a lucky guess."

"Oh... I just thought you might know something."

She raises her eyebrow at my remark.

"I might know something? What makes you think I might know something? Hmmm... can I give another wild guess?" She says.

"Sure. Go ahead." I say in an almost melancholic tone as I look at my front.

"She's cheating on you, isn't she?"

I sharply turn to her with wide eyes. Damn, she's good.

"Again, how did you know?" This time I turned my whole body towards her obviously interested in what she's going to say next.

Her smile widens then speaks to me in a calm tone.

"It's just a good guess too. I just took into account the fact that you had a terrible night yesterday. You're feeling depressed, and you're waiting on your girlfriend today. You also don't look like you're going on a date with your girlfriend in that get-up. No offense but you look like a burglar trying to blend in so you can surprise attack your victim."

I laugh at what she said. She's very observant. I'd give her that.

"You're good. Are you a psychologist or something?" I ask.

"No. I'm a commerce major. I guess I just met enough people to become good at guessing." She says.

"You know. You should have studied psychology. I'm a psychology student majoring in psychiatric therapy. But, I can't even tell what a person is thinking or his personality by just looking at him." I say.

"That's unbelievable." She comments.

"No, for real. I don't even know if I'll graduate this coming school year." I explain.

"Well, let's find out now. Guess something about me. Do what I did." She challenges.

"Oh, okay." I say as I try to assess her.

Well, I already assessed her earlier. I based it on her appearance and there's the consideration of my experiences. But, there's no way I'm telling her that. Thus, I decided to try a different approach to assess her.

"You're... Uhm... waiting for someone too, aren't you?" I try.

She gives me a smile before nodding. That was easy.

"You aren't nodding to make me feel better, are you?" I pretty much accuse.

"No, why would I do that?" She retorts.

"Well... one thing for sure we don't even know each other." I answer.

She laughs lightly before saying...

"Point taken but don't ruin the fun. Keep guessing."

That made me smile. It feels like a long time ago since the last time I smiled.

"Okay, it's your boyfriend, isn't?" I ask feeling more sure about myself.

She smiles at me again. She pauses for a few seconds before answering.

"Yes and no."

What?

I look at her confused.

"What do you mean by "yes and no"?" I question.

"Yes, we're dating. But, no, we aren't boyfriend-girlfriend." She answers.

What! What does that even mean? Oh? Wait... maybe they're not official.

"So... like he's only a fling?"

She pauses for a while again thinking about what I said before answering again.

"Yes and no."

And now I think she's just playing with me.

"Look, if this is a jo-"

"Oh look! There she is!"