The Billionaire's Daughter
Chapter 2: The Two of Us
“Franco, its me Saphira.”
“Of course I know its you! That is what caller IDs are for. This birthday gift of yours is pretty neat not to mention your face that seem to flash unending on the screen whenever you calls.”
“Dummy! A simple Hello would have sufficed but you had to blabber all that nonsense!”
“Hello Saphira. How can I be of help to you today?”
“You’re such an ass do you know that? But speaking of help, can you go out with me today? I need someone to talk to.”
“Sorry, bestie but I have work at the café today. Bill got sick and I had to fill in. But since you are my favoritest person in the whole wide world. I can meet you at 5 pm, after my shift.”
“Franco, there is no such word as favoritest.”
“You really are a smarty pants aren’t you?”
“Haha. Funny. Okay I can just meet you there later after your shift. I will just do some of my chores here at home.”
come you have chores again when you
“Correction. Three storey.”
knew you’ll correct me.
I want to do stuff on my own. I’ll be doing my laundry
a quarter of your floor a room? Are you sure you can finish that by 5 pm? I may just spend my forever waiting for
that quarter of the floor is my
your room occupies most of the top floor so I just know that you
“Franco. . .”
just text me when you’re on your way. Enjoy your
“Bye dummy!”
will always be my source of amusement, well, my only source of fun, friendship, my source of everything, to be
is a routine Franco and I established on our more than 1 year of friendship. We hang out a lot whenever we have spare time. Our usual bonding session is studying, we are study buddies and academically, we are indestructible
was given a slot at the International School where I was the top student since 1st grade. One of the reasons why I do not have any friends, I focused more on my studies
was like a steady but steep roller coaster
“I’m Franco Briones, Hi!”