A Stranger to You

Do I Know You?

I gave the cat a threatening glare and my anger towards it boiled when it maintained itself composed. I'm gonna kill you! I said in my thought, as if I have telepathy and it will understand me. 

"What are you doing there?" My head switched to Dannon who's now standing in front of me. 

"Hiding, obviously." 

"And why are you hiding?" He asked with twitched brows. 

I stood up, fighting the urge to kick that cat, if not, I'm afraid that I might look bonkers. I shrugged my shoulder and looked him in the eyes. Calm down, he doesn't remember you. "Why are you following me?"

He was shot back by my question. I guess he wasn't expecting that. Maybe he wasn't following me? Then why else could he be here, then?  

"I was...." He scratched the back of his neck, "I was following the cat." 

Oh, a hundred percent, he was following me.

He went near the annoying cat and grabbed it. The cat purred and rubbed its head on his arm. "It's my grandmother's." He smiled.

"How did it get here?" I asked. I don't believe a word he said. His grandmother lives outside the country and that stupid cat just hates me. I could've stayed hidden until Dannon leaves if it wasn't for that stupid cat.

"I left the door open. It must've wandered around." Other people would have believed his lame excuse but unfortunately for him, I know a lot about him.

"It wandered from Florida to London?"

I regretted what I had said when his eyes widen and looked at me with confusion. "Do...I know you?"

My heart started beating fast again. I tried my best to stay calm and looked at him directly in the eyes. 

"Yes."

He was stunned and at the same time confused about my response. A few seconds his expression went back to his normal facade that he always show whenever he's in public. He scratched the back of his neck and looked at me with squinted eyes. "Uhmm...did we," He cleared his throat. "Are you one of my past flings?" 

I tried to stop my mouth from opening in disbelief. What the freakin' heck! I did not expect him to remember me but I also did not expect he would ask that. Does he ask that to girls who he finds familiar? He really isn't Dannon whom I knew in dreams.

"Kidding! I know you, you're Cassandra! Wow, it's be--"

"I'm not," I said before he could finish whatever he was saying. "I'm not Cassandra and I'm not one of your victims." I spat out and walked passed him. I can't take any more of his smugness.

"Wait!" My feet automatically halted from walking like an obedient pet. I rolled my eyes at myself. "You said I know you."

I turned to look at him and gave him one of my sweetest smile. "You've met me in your dreams."

*****

Her smile.

Why can't I stop thinking about her smile?

"You've met me in your dreams."

Her voice echoed inside my head making my heart increase it's rhythm . Is she interested in me? Was that suppose to turn me on? Am I turned on?

"No, of course not," I told myself.

"Greedy, you haven't even taken a bite on the slice your holding." Nathan' voice brought me back to my senses. 

I looked at the pizza that I'm holding on my right hand and took a big bite. Then, I took the last piece of pizza on the box with my free hand and took another bite from it. I looked at pouting Nathan and gave him a mocking smile.

"Pig!" He scoffed. "I regret not giving your car more than a scratch." He mumbled softly.

I gave him a threatening look and he realized what he just said. "Oops."

"I will seriously kill you, Nate!" I said as I hurriedly stood up and went outside to check on my baby.

"It was just a tiny scratch, really. It's so small that you wouldn't even see it." Nathan said, who's now nervously following me. "I wasn't recklessly driving it, dude. I just accidentally scratched it with my, uh, nails."

"Shut up, Nate."

As I saw my black Bugatti La Voiture Noire, I eyed it carefully and meticulously while circling around it. I felt relived when I saw no dents nor a tiny scratch from Nathan's nail that obviously was just an alibi. 

I glared at Nathan, "Are you making fun of me?"

"He he he," He awkwardly laughed while looking at the car with a hint of confusion on his face. He looked at me with a goofy smile. "It's a prank!" He shouted and breathed out an ear wrecking laughter. Before I can say anything and beat him to death, he sprinted back inside the house. Seriously, how are we friends?

I took another look at my baby, still checking for any damages. I sighed after finally convincing myself that there are none and went back inside the house. Before you come up with any fancy imaginations, take note that I said "house". I do own a luxurious car that costs about 19 million USD but I don't liv in a huge mansion. My old man is rich, I'll say that but I don't live with him, I live alone. And no, again, my father doesn't also live in a mansion. Why would he? He also live by himself. A mansion is just too big for us. 

Last thing, it's not my choice to live alone. There's no law here in the Philippines that a child shall live separately with his parents  once 18 years old. It's just that my old man wanted privacy for his work. He's a psychologist, his patients sometimes go there  but who's he kidding? I know he just doesn't want me there, He despises me and I have no idea of what reason but despite that, I still admire the old man. His a smart person. Aside from being a psychologist, he's also a scientist and an inventor. He invented the most realistic way to watch a film. I don't think I can call it a television though. With that invention, he opened his own movie theatre and it's booming with customers. A ticket is very expensive than normal movie theatres but customers just keep coming back. I've experienced it and I can see why. I even have my own theatre like it in my house. Watching movies with it is not just watching, you're like witnessing the actual scenario. Everything is 3D holographic. 

I saw Nathan sitting beside Daniel. He gave me a peace sign. "We're good, right?" I shook my head at him and sat on the other side of Daniel. I heard Nathan heaved a sigh of relief. Moron. 

The two decided to sleep here for the nigh. We enjoyed playing Fortnite all nightand decided to finally go to sleep when we realized that it's already 3 o'clock in the morning. 

***

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

My hands crawled to the side table and tried to find the alarm while my eyes are still closed. After I managed to turn it off, I sprang to my feet, and did a couple of stretches and push ups before getting out of my room. 

My stomach growled after smelling the mouth-watering scent of bacon and ham. Mr. Perfect is making us breakfast. What a handy friend Daniel is. I went to the kitchen and saw Nathan scrolling through his phone and not even caring to help Daniel cook breakfast. I'm gonna abandon him one of these days. 

"Morning, Ky." Daniel greeted with a smile on his face. I nodded in response. 

I decided to set the table while Nathan decided to stare at me. 

"Did you finally realize that I am way dashing than you?" I grinned.

"Heck no!"

"Then, stop staring." I laughed.

He finally looked away from me and continued scrolling through his phone. Probably checking out some girls on i********:. 

Daniel placed the bacon, ham, and rice on the table. Nathan, once again decided to stare at me. "Nate, what is it?"

"Hmm?" He asked. Trying to put on an innocent face. 

"You kept staring at me. Is there something you want to ask?'

"Uhhh..." He cleared his throat, "I just remembered that yesterday, you asked if we had a transferee." I wasn't able to taste my food after what he said. I paused and looked at him.

"Yeah, why?"

"You said she was sitting on your seat?" That sounded more like a question than a statement, so I nodded. "Was she wearing a black hoodie?" 

I stared at him with confusion but still nodded. "Do you know her?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, I was just curious." He placed food on his plate and looked at me again. "Do you know her?"

I was stopped by his question. I have no idea why but I find it hard to answer him. I don't know her but she feels like de javu.