"Alright, then. I'll just go outside and get you something to eat so that you can eat something before you drink some medicine. Now, be a good boy Lance, and I'll leave the door open. I'll be back soon..." Mrs. Doubtfire announced, while looking amused. "I promise, I'll be good, Mrs. Doubtfire. I don't want to create any trouble." Lance promised the old butler. "Very well. I'll be back soon." the old woman nodded in return then afterwards, she left the room while leaving the door open. Once Mrs. Doubtfire left, Lance started talking again. "Why didn't you tell us that you're not feeling good? We should have done something at an earlier time." he gently asked Chelsea. "I thought that it was just a simple cold and flu. I never got sick like this before. So, I was just thinking that it will pass, and I can recover fast..." Chelsea tries to explain her side. "But you were sadly mistaken. It's a good thing that you just need to drink some medicine and have a long, good rest. But you
"Hey, Chelsea!" Chelsea wanted to hide at the nearest rock because of embarrassment when she heard Lance's voice calling her name across the University's grounds. All of the students at the campus looked at her direction. "Can't you tone it down? You're voice is so loud, and it looks like you're in the middle of a jungle!" Chelsea hissed at him, as he sat beside her at the bench. "So... Would you like to come with me to shop for my clothes for the Homecoming Party? I should accompany you too since we're going to be partners..." Lance continues blabbing on. She can hear some collective gasps from the girls once they heard Lance's statement. Some of the guys also started whispering at each other, and they're all surprised to know that she and Lance will be partners for the homecoming dance. "Can't you shut your big mouth? Why do you have to announce it like it's something really important?!" she angrily muttered at him. "Why, what's wrong about being your partner at the dance? W
The night of the Homecoming Dance finally came. Chelsea is quietly watching the people dancing at the dancefloor, as she's sipping a glass of lemonade. Lance excused himself for the meantime because one of their Professors wanted to talk to him about something, so she was left all alone. She doesn't mind, though… However, this party's boring her to death, eventhough the other kids are enjoying the part. She'd rather stay at her dorm and read until the break of dawn, but because of her deal with Lance, she doesn't have the choice but to attend the party. Anyway, she told him that she's just going to stay at the party for 20 minutes or half an hour tops, then after that, she's going back home. After a few minutes, she needed to go at the Women's Comfort Room. She walks her way towards the comfort room. And once she reached the comfort room, she almost steps back when she saw the girls who bullies her and her two friends inside, while retouching their make up. She was about to step
Lance is now escorting Chelsea back to her dormitory. He is wondering why she's been silent ever since they left the party, and she looks so exhausted. He's also wondering on how she got herself locked out from the Women's Comfort Room. There's definitely something wrong. Something happened, but she doesn't want to talk about it. Lance doesn't want to force Chelsea to talk. He will just wait for her to talk about what happened, whenever she's ready... "Thanks for driving and walking me back home, Lance." Chelsea suddenly spoke. "Chelsea, I'm not going to ask you what happened tonight, but I just want to say I'm really sorry for leaving you alone. And it's a pity that I haven't got a chance to dance with you... I hope it's not too late for me to ask you, but--- may I have this dance?" Lance suddenly requested, as he extended his hand towards Chelsea, inviting her for a dance. "You mean, here?" Chelsea unbelievably asked him, while looking around. They are alone the street, and th
Many months have passed. Lance and Chelsea are now preparing for their graduation. Both of them and the rest of their graduating batch are also juggling their time on going to numerous job interviews. As a result, the couple doesn't have much time to go on dates as they are always busy and in a hurry... Chelsea's been trying her best to be an understanding girlfriend. It may sound selfish, but she feels that she's being left out in a cold. She terribly misses her boyfriend and they don't see each other regularly. They do talk over the phone, but that was it... One evening, she is busy preparing for her upcoming and very important job interview at her dormitory when she suddenly heard a sound coming from her glass window. She curiously stood up and looked outside. She then saw Lance who was standing outside. She saw him pick up his phone and after a few seconds, her own phone started ringing. She quickly answers the phone call. "Hi, Lance.How have you been?" she casually asks him
It was her dorm mate and a very good friend of hers, Bernadette. Chelsea quickly wiped her tears, as she forces herself to smile at her. "Hi, Bernadette... Are you going to start packing your things as well? Do you need some help?" she tries to act casual. "Look, it's not wrong to cry your heart out after what happened to you and Lance. Shit happens, and you came move on in no time..." Bernadette spoke, while pulling something from her bag. Afterwards, she gave Chelsea some tissues to wipe her tears. Chelsea started crying again, as she accepts the tissue from her. "It definitely hurts like hell, I know... But just like what I said before you and Lance are going to move on from this shit in no time. You'll realize in the future that everything happens for a reason." Bernadette spoke again "I think you're right. Thank you for being here with me, Bernadette. This really means a lot to me." Chelsea gratefully thanked her friend. "Anytime, Chelsea..." Bernadette responded. They bo
"Well, I have to agree that both of you guys made the right choice. You graduated with the highest honor, and Lance chose to continue to move on with his life wherever he is right now... You're both surviving, in your own way." Bernadette relayed her thoughts. "I just wish him all the best. And if ever we see each other again, I will apologize to him first, and congratulate him for making it this far. And I hope we can be friends." Chelsea poured out her real feelings. "It definitely wont happen in the near future, but it WILL happen. Let destiny work its way to you but for the meantime, you need to patiently wait." Bernadette gave her a piece of advice. "I agree. Just go with the flow, and let the universe decide for the perfect timing." Chelsea agreed. "And let's toast for that!" Bernadette suddenly announced, as she raises her own glass in the air for a toast. Chelsea raised her own cocktail glass as well, and clinked it with Bernadette's glass. "Cheers!" they both said in un
"Oh, my goodness! Is that you, Chelsea?!" Lance unbelievably asked, while looking so excited. "Yes, Lance. It's me. It's nice to see you again after so many ages! How have you been?" she asked back, getting all excited as well. They both gave each other a friendly hug. After giving each other hugs, Lance looked at the beautiful woman who was standing next to him. "Darling, I want you to meet Chelsea, and she's the one I talked to you about a few months ago." he introduces her to his fiancée. "Oh, wow! Lance said so many things about you! He said that you dated back at Southampton University!" Caitlin nodded, as her eyes sparkled in excitement. "I hope he only said good things." Chelsea jokingly replied. "Don't worry, I can assure you that I said a lot of wonderful things about you, Chelsea... Anyway, what are you doing here? Are you also getting married?" Lance started bombarding her with questions. "Oh, no. I'm actually with Bernadette and Lalaine, if you can still remember t