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"Mm.. Hallo Ken..." said Cynthia nervously.

"Yeah.. what's up.." said Ken. He smiled. But of course Cynthia couldn't see it.

 "I want to tell something to you.." Cynthia replied.

"What?" said Ken.

 "I just don't know.. You'll be very angry. And no one want to be with me, because I'm so ugly. Please don't leave me if I tell you this." Cynthia was worried.

 "You don't love a woman because she's beautiful, but she's beautiful because you love her. And beside, I won't leave you. I promise." said Ken.

 "Mm.. remember about the dream..?" asked Cynthia.

"Yes. Of course." Ken answered.

 "Several days ago, before Jeffrey came, I had him in my dreams.." said Cynthia. She was afraid that Ken will be mad.

 "So..?" Ken replied calmly.

Cynthia was shocked.

"You.. aren't mad..?" she said.

"What I'm mad for?" he laughed. His laugh was so crispy and peaceful.

"You are.. such.... a...... kind... boy....." Cynthia was touched. She began to cry slowly.

"Don't cry, silly..!" Ken smiled. He was so happy that he had Cynthia as her girl.

"so.. why you fought Jeffrey this morning?" asked Cynthia.

 "Maybe it was a suggestion to protect you? Hehehe.." Ken answered.

"Silly.." Cynthia laughed.

"But, I don't think we should act so much as a couple, you know. We're just 13, afterall. We are so young." Ken said carefully.

"I strongly agree." said Cynthia. She smiled.

"Thanks." Ken was so happy that Cynthia didn't get mad.

"Ok, it's time for dinner. My Mom called me. See ya!" said Cynthia.

"See ya!" Ken smiled.

 Cynthia went downstairs.

"I'm coming!" she said to her Mom happily.

TO BE CONTINUED...