Dedicate to ShootingStars134

It was the rumor around town that people always wonder about the relationship we had. My relationship with Luke Grayson. It was fun. Why does a boy of a wealthy family choose to be with a simple girl like me? My name is Kendall Jenkins.

In fact, Luke and I have been best friends for so long. I met Luke on the very first day in third grade when I was nine years old. I sat on the bench at the front of the school, crying because the bigger girls bullied me and took my lunch. I was hurting and had no money. My mom fixed lunch for me, and I would walk home since it was walking distance.

I heard a car door open, and I saw a brown-haired boy standing at the door a tailored suit. I found it strange though. I turned my back so he wouldn't notice me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned slightly.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked. His beautiful brown shiny eyes beaming right into mine.

I told him what had happened, and he offered to give me lunch. He told me that after his dad is back from the principal's office he will let him know.

"My mom said I should not accept anything from strangers," I sob while rubbing my eyes.

"I'm no stranger dear. I bet you use our products every day," he tried to assure me. When I didn't respond, he said "Pink Kisses"

They were the owner of that big brand, shampoo, deodorant, soap and everything you could think of.

He wanted to come to public school instead of private schools. Where all the rich and boastful kids attended and finally his dad agreed. Even though he was rich, and had a butler and chauffeur, he didn't act it. He wanted to do things on his own; he wanted to feel what it's like to want something but cannot get it.

"Also I consider you as my first friend at this school and I'm thinking we will be best friends for so long. Here," he said giving me the bracelet he was wearing. He said he will be my friend forever and I believed him.

I took it in my hands and look at it knowing that it is an expensive bracelet I refuse to take it but he convinced me otherwise.

Over the years our friendship has blossomed and bloomed into love and today is our five years anniversary. The only regret we have was not dating each other earlier. We had lots of fun as best friends but even more as lovers.

He had even chosen to move out of his parent's mansions and rent an apartment. But I suggest he should buy a condo where he would have his own space and can do whatever he wants to it.

The necklace I wore now was a gift he gave to me on our first date. You will never see me without this beautiful necklace as the letter K is embedded with diamonds. Luke and I were inseparable.

His world collided when his father died. His dad was his hero, his motivation. I was there to piece him back together. I was always around. His father adored me from the very first day we met and Luke knew that we were destined to be in love. Even though we have bottled down those feelings for years because we never know we both felt the same way.

On the night after his father's funeral, we shared our first kiss. I know it was selfish, but it was then or never. And from that day on, we were best friends and boyfriend and girlfriend. My heart beats faster when he's around, and his smells always make me shiver and fills my nostrils with so much sweetness.

Luke's dad was so calm and friendly. We also became friends, so when he died it shook me really hard, but I couldn't break down. I had to be the bigger person, be strong and help Luke through it.

However, his mom, Mrs. Grayson, wasn't as friendly as Mr. Grayson. She loves the upper class, but we are working on our relationship and she's accepting me.

When I met Luke, I was shy and Luke was bubbly and outgoing. I have learned to be more social because Luke would drag me to every function he was going to whether it was fundraising, charity, or parties. You name it.

I sit on my bed glancing up from the book I was reading and took up my phone. I use my thumb to slide across the screen, and I see it is ten o'clock and there are no messages from Luke. I find it odd.

Luke was never late on anything. Birthday, Valentines, or any days that are special to us. In fact, I wake up to messages from him every morning and that one single text makes my day a whole lot better. Even if I had a bad dream, it still helps me through.

Luke was the one who would constantly remind me of things since I was always forgetting things. But forgetting our anniversary! Could he be cheating? My stomach sank at the word 'cheating'. I push the thought out of my head he's not like that. Let me call him. After ringing his phone twice, I felt impatient to hear from my charming.

I rest the book on the nightstand. Maybe some leftover pizza. That will give me better thoughts.

After heating up the pizza, and bite the tasty mouthwatering Hawaiian chicken pizza, I heard my phone vibrate against the countertop.

My stomach evaporated and a smile spread across my face when I saw the name on the screen. I know he would not forget.

Happy Anniversary, Vanilla and in about ten seconds the doorbell will ring.

Love, Luke.

I smile at the name 'Vanilla'. Luke has never given me the reason for calling me vanilla. No matter how I touch him to get the answer. I love the way his eyes crinkle with a smile when he calls me 'My Sweet Vanilla'.

Even now, at age twenty-four, I am happy to have Luke in my life. I think now at twenty-four, happy with the love of my life, I want to finally thank the girls for bullying me because I would have never met Luke Grayson. Not that bullying is okay, but it did lead me to something great. My Prince Charming.

Exactly ten seconds later, I heard the doorbell ring. I set down the pizza in my hand and walk to the door. I am greeted by a thin man who seems to be somewhere in his thirties.

"Good Day, Miss Jenkins? I miss " I've got a package for you. Please sign here."

I greet him with a smile and sign where he shows me. "Thank you" I whisper to him. "Wait a moment!"

I get my purse and give him a tip. His smile spreads into a big ole' grin. He says thank you and leaves.

I thought he was going to be at the door with flowers in his hand. But this could do. Excitement is kicking in my gut more than anything to see what is in this box. I rip the brown paper apart. I see a note fall out. It is scented with strawberry. I immediately remember the day when Luke decided to make me strawberry shortcake. It was such a disaster I am pretty sure there was more batter on him than in the cake pan. That day I laughed till I cried.

Be ready at 8:00 sweetpea in that beautiful dress.

P.S. wear a jacket,

Love, Luke

My eyes widen at the dress I hold in my hands. It is a slim fit dress, which will fix my curves in the right place and a silver brooch in the middle which shines so bright like the stars. How did he know I want this dress? I guess it's true a man always knows what his woman wants. It's up to him to give it to her or ignore it. I haven't heard Luke's voice from morning, and my ears are craving for Luke Man's voice.

*****

I take one last look in the mirror and sigh in relief when my hair is finally looking perfect. For the past 30 minutes, I have been standing in my room curling and fidgeting with my dark brown locks. My dark brown hair curls perfectly and falls on my shoulders while a silver pin is placed on the right to hold it behind my ear.

At exactly eight o'clock, a car is parked outside my gate, waiting for me. I told you he was never late for anything. Now all that keeps running through my mind is, "What has Luke planned?" I don't like this mystery at all.One year he planned for us to go skydiving. He told me that we need some excitement in our lives. I was so scared that I almost pissed my pants, but when he held me I was reassured that this is love, trusting your partner to never let you go.

The driver opens the door for me and I settle in. I wasn't use to this, the luxurious life but I do enjoy it once in a while when I was out with Luke. I like how he always open the door for me and never moves until I was seated comfortable. Luke was a gentleman but only to me. Other's would get his cold side if they ever cross him or make me angry. I remembered when he had his first girlfriend. He had spent so many times with her that it was like he don't remember me at all. I was jealous. I know he's my best friend and I shouldn't but I couldn't help it. I wasn't sure if I was jealous that he has a girlfriend or the fact that I was falling in love with him. My heart was leaping out to him. But Tina his girlfriend told me I was fat and ugly and that's why all of Luke attention was on him. In the spur of the moment, Luke heard and there relationship shattered and so was his heart. No one messes with his sweetpea. Sometimes I wanted him to let me defended myself, but no he was overprotective of me.

The car came to a stop at one of the most luxurious restaurants, Royal Blue and my mouth gapes wide open so that I didn't even realize that the driver was standing at my door until he cleared his throat. I smile and nod at him.

Royal Blue was a big and lavish restaurant. They have roof top patio. They also have a back garden patio and the fine dining inside.

I mentioned my name to the receptionist. At this restaurant you have to make reservation before you come it. I didn't make a reservation but I know Luke must had made one.

She smiled at me. "Good night, Miss Jenkins. How are you?"

"I am good thank you and just a bit nervous," I reply.

She raises an eyebrow at me and smiles. "Good."

I wondered to myself, why is she smiling like that? Did she know something that I didn't?

"Miss Jenkins , let me escort you to your table," she said and I nod and follow behind her.

As we reach the glass door, which go outside to the garden , she stops and tells me that I can go outside.

I see a reservation sign on the door and suddenly I feel butterflies flopping in my stomach. I swear that my heart skips a beat.

As l step outside, the lights come and then the pepper lights. I close my eyes again and open them. There is white and pink flowers all around. I inhale the sent as the breeze chill my skin. I smell the lavender. My smile grow wide and my heart starts to beat faster. I know that Luke is here. There is a low hum of music in the background.

[Play music]

I didn't see Luke so I continue walking.

At the first table I see a note with roses.

The note reads:

A year ago we were passing this very same restaurant and you said how it would be nice if we have a dinner here. I didn't know which date I should choose to bring you, but tonight is the perfect moment.

I smell the roses and I smile so hard that you would think I am an idiot. The love inside me erupts like a volcano. I could not resist the urge of wanting to hold him in my arms.

There is still no sign of Luke and I felt a little sad inside. As l continue to walk, I see a next note on another table.

You never cared about me being a billionaire. You threat me normally and don't care to insult my feelings. You didn't act wired around me and treat me different from anyone. This makes me drawn to you since, in your eyes, I wasn't billionaire Grayson.

Still no Luke and I sign in defiance.

I am now at the third table and another note. I don't like this mystery. This note was Vanilla scented and I couldn't help but smile.

You have always wondering why I call you vanilla and I think you deserve your answer.

"So fucking long," I mumbled to myself.

And then I feel a hand curled around my waist pulling me close to their body. "you look so beautiful and hot in that dress." he whispers against my ear and kiss me.

"Charming ," I whisper with a smile. I try to turn but he holds me so tightly. He places a soft kiss on my neck and inhales my sent.

"Happy Anniversary love , it was so hard to control myself from coming to see you today."

" I miss you too"

"You still haven't told me why you call me vanilla?" I ask, raising an eyebrow like he would see me.

"Did you just raise your eyebrow?" He asks.How did he know?

He spins me around, so I could see the smile he is giving me. The butterflies in my stomach start to flop again.

He holds my hand and looks me straight in the eye. "I call you Vanilla because you are the sweet vanilla that spread your essence and add flavoring to my life," He gives me a gentle kiss on my lips and I am the happiest woman in the world.

The sweet sound of romantic music fills the room. Then I see Luke on one knee. Inside my mind, I am screaming OMG and I can't contain my smile.

He looks me straight into my eyes and asks the question.

"Whale you marry me?"

"Dolpfinately!" I answer.

It might seem strange, but this is our relationship. Crazy like hell.

he smiled and said "let me do this the right way I just always wanted to say that" I chuckled

"Kendall Lucy Jenkins will you give me the honor of becoming Mrs Luke Grayson" he was looking deep into my eyes and I see all the love for me.

"Yes!" I scream and jumped on my knees . I was so excited.

He stands up and hugs me. He gently wraps his arms around me like a blanket.

"I love you Luke"

"I love you more Vanilla"

Luke is taller than me, so when he hugs me I smell all of his cologne in his chest. I smile and close my eyes.

Maybe this is my happily ever after.