Chapter 14
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My Money Making System And I
AUTHORESS RASP
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Chapter 14
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THE NEXT MORNING
Mrs Dawson sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to watch her favorite show.
A knock sounded on the door, “who is it?!"
"Aunty, it's me.” Frederick's voice sounded from the door.
“Come in, son." Frederick entered.
" Good morning, son.” Mrs Dawson greeted with a smile.
“Morning, Aunty." Frederick replied.
" Mrs. Dawson, are you secretly competing with your daughter? You are making my job of choosing who's more beautiful impossible.“ He flattered.
Mrs. Dawson chuckled, shaking her head.
" Careful, mom. That's the same mouth that stole Camilla's heart.“ Collins voice sounded as he walked down.
Frederick rubbed his nape, embarrassed.
Mrs. Dawson ignored him. "Since you are here to see Camilla, then go upstairs.” she instructed Frederick.
Collins looked between his mom and Frederick, then at the direction to the room then back to his mother.
“Mom, why?" Frederick stood up.
“Okay, aunty."
Collins looked at Frederick in shock as he walked upstairs. “You... You are really going?!"
"Mom, you're really letting him go into her room like that?!"
Frederick quietly opened the door to Camilla's room and found her still curled up beneath the covers, fast asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he slipped into the bathroom, ran a warm bath, and neatly laid out everything she would need.
Afterward, he walked to her wardrobe and carefully picked out a sky-blue blouse, a white pleated skirt, and a white handbag to match his own white button-up shirt, navy tailored trousers, white sneakers, a gold wristwatch, and a dark blue backpack.
Just as he finished, a soft, sleepy voice drifted from behind him.
"Ricky?"
Frederick turned." Good morning, sleepyhead.“
She sat up and yawned. "Hug.“ She opened her arms wide for a hug.
Frederick immediately climbed on the bed and pulled her into a hug.
"I didn't know you would come this early.“
Frederick snuggled closer while Camilla patted his hair.
“Is your new boss very strict?" Frederick broke the hug.
Frederick shook his head.
" Then why have you been so busy with work that you have no time for yourself any longer?“ She asked as she placed her palm on his forehead.
She frowned. “You also didn't take medication.”
" I'll take it later,”
He changed the topic, " I already prepared your bath and picked out your clothes.“ She turned to the clothes.
”Wait…are you planning a matching outfit thing?" She teased with a smile on her face.
“If we are going to walk through college together, we might as well look like we are on the same team."
Camilla's cheeks warmed as a smile spread across her face.
“Careful, Ricky... Keep saying things like that and I might start thinking you've already promoted yourself from boyfriend to husband."
Frederick chuckled as he stepped closer, gently wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer to his embrace.
"That was always the plan... I just didn't expect you to figure it out this soon."
Camilla looked up at him, unable to hide her smile.
"So you've been plotting all this while?" she teased.
“When it's you, I always think three steps ahead." He replied.
A rosy blush crept onto Camilla's cheeks.
"Sweet talker," she murmured with a smile, giving his chest a light, playful tap before slipping out of his embrace.
Shaking her head as though trying to hide her smile, she walked over to the neatly prepared outfit and began picking out a pair of sneakers, a delicate necklace, and a matching bracelet.
Behind her, Frederick couldn't help but smile. Teasing her was becoming one of his favorite parts of the day.
After Camilla got ready, they both went downstairs for breakfast, hand-in-hand.
This morning felt different because Collins didn't talk about Frederick, didn't talk about their matching outfits, instead he just kept talking about one thing -
Matilda agreed to go on a date with him tonight.
" Why did you agree to go on a date with him?" Camilla asked as she sat down.
“He asked me and I don't have anything to do, so I said yes."
“So why are you acting like you've won a lottery?" Camilla asked Collins with disdain.
“Mom" He turned to Mrs. Dawson.
" Don't talk to your brother like that.“
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Immediately they entered college, Michael stepped in front of them.
“Whoa... Matching outfits today, matching rings tomorrow? You're moving pretty fast Mr. Wilson."
“Should I report everything to you?"
“I'm your friend!"
“Why is she so important to you than me?!"
“Because I'm his girlfriend and you..."
“You are JUST a friend." She taunted.
“Take that back."
“No."
“Take that back."
" No."
She stuck her tongue at him and ran off.
“Coward."
Frederick arranged his hair and gave him a little pat.
“You are not just a friend and you know she doesn't mean that."
“I know, I just want to argue."
“Their friendship is so sweet" Minny gushed.
'When will you start minding your business?' Frederick asked.
" You are my business.”
'I don't want you to be.'
"You don't get to tell me what to do, Mr Wilson.”
'I am your host, system.'
"Host? Cute. You're still below me.”
'That should be the other way around.“
"Let's go.“ Michael said as he pulled him with him.
Michael's eyes scanned through the departmental hall as soon as they entered.
" Looking for someone?“ Frederick asked.
" Yeah, Clarissa. “
" Cla-what?“
" Clarissa.“
" Who's that? “
"Oh you don't know her... She's our new friend. “
"Clarissa... what's her surname?“
“Clarissa McDonald."
“Oh."
“Wait, what do you mean by 'our'. "
“Camilla and I."
"She's very beautiful, you know. “ Michael said as they sat down on their seat.
" Yeah but she's not interested in you. “
"Dude! “
"You'll survive. “ Michael frowned.
" I already prepared your auction tickets.“ Minny informed.
'Okay.'
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“She's very pretty...and so nice too." Camilla told Frederick when he asked about their new friend during lunch.
"I was scared I wouldn't do well on the test but she told me a few encouraging words that changed my thoughts and I'm really glad I met her, she's so sweet but she isn't here today."
“I will introduce her to you tomorrow."
“I can't wait to see this friend of yours."
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