Lahat ng Kabanata ng The False Facade: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

LauraA sharp pain pierced through my skull, making me wince. I pulled my eyes open only for streams of light to rush in: a fuel to the headache. I quickly shut my eyes, trying to bring myself to focus on the light intensity. Having done that, I reopened my eyes. And yes, this time the light wasn't all heavy or harsh.The chandelier hanging from the ceiling was familiar. At that point, I realised I was in the room. I didn't know how I made it here, cause I could remember having a terrible hangover. I couldn't recollect what happened after that.I caught something through my peripheral vision. It was a figure. Pulling my gaze down to its left level, I became aware it was a guy. No, it wasn't just any guy. That was Blake.My heart skipped immediately I registered that. He was in the bedroom, here with me, having his pyjama

Laura I watched as Blake got j to the bathroom, with my mouth wide open. I couldn't believe what just took place: Blake coming in to tell me we should start over? Why, I'd never been that surprised. I pulled deeper into the bed, trying my best to replay and draw up conclusions to what had just happened. But I couldn't give a name to it. One minute Blake was mad, even to the point of not sparing a glance at me in the dining. Then, the next he came telling me to let go of our differences and start over. I just couldn't see the sense in that.  My phone rang, cutting my thoughts short. The name that appeared on the screen was 'LOML', and only one person had that name saved in my phone: Faith.  

"Hi, Olive," Courtney's voice cut me out of my thoughts.  I glanced up at her to find her standing in front of me. She wore a cream coloured T-shirt, and a loosely fit shorts. I smiled in response. She sat across me. "How do you see the dinner?" "Ugh. Awesome. It's more than I imagined."  "Oh, yeah?" she replied, smiling. "I'm glad you like it." "Oh, I do." I took a sip from my drink. "Barbecues are wonderful." "Yes, they are. But you guys have BBQ nights in the States, right?"

Blake I saw how her brows furrowed together. It was clear that she didn't understand my question. My question had clearly taken her aback. "About the dinner." I added to clear out her confusion. "Oh," she gave a nervous, quite embarrassed, laugh. "Well, if you want me to." I smiled, letting my eyes move dreamily around her. Laura was pretty. There was no denying that fact or statement. She had very sharp eyes, and I believed it was the colour---its hazel, greenish tint colour---that accounted for that. Her fake blonde hair blared against the dim light, and for some odd reasons, I found myself craving to see her in her natural hair: deep brunette. 

Laura By the time I was done baking, I was smoldering hot. All my body was glistening with sweet. Not saying that baking was a task, of course not. I enjoyed doing it. The issue, however, as that it was time taking, and energy consuming. Thankfully and luckily for me, Mrs. Alonso was here to help.  "I'll go have a shower now," I said to Mrs. Alonso. She nodded and walked into the room.  My shower was pretty quick. I made sure I washed my hair properly. After doing that, I realised the blonde colour was beginning to fade. What I did, I quickly dried myself and left the shower. Then, I started dying my hair I anew. I knew deep down within me that dying my hair each time wasn't healthy. It had been something terrible for one of my college friends. The girl wasn't in love with her natural ginger red hair. What she did, she dyed her hair coffee brown just because the guy she was crushing on appeared to like dark hai