BLAIRE's POV

“Punch harder,” he commanded.

“Try to defend yourself from my attacks, learn some combat,” he instructed further.

Those gym classes were really getting up to my nerves. He's such a strict partner. Anyways, those days were quite jolly. We became quite good friends and I kinda liked his real self. I didn't agree with Jasmine about what she said about him. I mean, oh come on its high school and there are rumours all around and especially with guys like him, with whom almost everyone wants to be friends. I didn't know he was such an amazing friend and such a real man. I didn't know where our relationship stood then or what was I to him but I developed some kind of possession on him, maybe a little crush too. I didn't even understand my own feelings, so mixed they were. And on the other hand, I couldn't even imagine life without him. 

“Sunshine, today is James's birthday, we are invited,” he said, sponging off the sweat. 

Everyone was stunned by his change. They said that Christian has never been friendlier before. Here everyone means my little group of friends. He never let his guards down or let anyone easily come in. I mean, I understand. Everyone has their own way and maybe it was his way of security and self-protection.

“Sure. I remember,” I said, returning his smile.

We walked down the hall, while James came running towards us, grabbed my hand and pulled me towards a corner.

“Woah there, man! What are you doing with my girl,” Christian said with authority.

James arched an eyebrow at his statement and taunted back, “calm down man I'm not gonna elope with her and she's not still yours. Although I know that you are hitting on her...”

I stood confused and expressionless as a pillar.

Christian was hitting on me really??? He doesn't need to, I already crashed on him.

“Just leave us alone for two minutes bro,” James requested and Christian walked off to the other side of the hall and leaned on the wall. 

James pulled three little boxes out of his pocket. He opened each one of them and I saw a pair of couple rings peeping out of each one of them.

“What are these ?” I literally whisper yelled, still confused.

“You can see, simple rings Blaire.”

“I want to know which one a girl would like the most!” He exclaimed.

“Aaahaaan...” I tuned and stretched the phonetics.

I took a closer look at each one of them. The first one was a simple diamond crowned on a platinum ring, on which 'together forever' was engraved.

Second, came the sapphires topped on the ring written 'yours forever'. 

The third was a greenish stone on the yellow gold but I bet it wasn't emerald yet it was beautiful and the male one was a simple yellow band both with the emblem of 'I Love You'.

I nodded my head in understanding that it was quite a grave matter and then pointed out at the unknown green stone. The greenish emerald-like was so highlighted against the yellow metal that it stood out. I have seen my mother wearing an emerald ring all her life but this one was something different, it had a soft hue.

”Okay,” he beamed in excitement.

“But for whom?” I asked. 

“You will get to watch,” he said as he shoved those back into his pocket and ran downstairs in a hurry.

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“Okay, this one?” Jasmine asked as she scanned through my wardrobe.

“Not really. Something better,” I mutter.

“This one,” Jasmine and Sophia shouted in unison as they held a pink one-piece full sleeve dress.

“Calm down guys, okay done,” I said finally and they huffed a breath of relaxation.

They went out to dress up. I pulled on the dress and stood in front of the mirror, straightening up the hem of the dress.

“No, not this one,” I hear Christian say from behind, his voice annoyed.

“Hey, when did you come in, dumbhead?” I asked back.

“Just now but you are not wearing this to the party,” he held his opposition.

“But why?” I said as I noticed him wearing a jet black shirt paired with black jeans, his collar button wide open and sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His messy hairs and the sapphire eyes just made the rest of it.

“Damn sexy huh,” I teased back.

“Obviously I'm. Just trying to match a beat with you actually,” he smirked as he held up a pinkish box tied with a satin ribbon.

I stared down at the box in suspicion as I held it. I arched an eyebrow and traced the black satin ribbon with my fingertips. I pulled the lace of the ribbon and opened the box. The box revealed a black glittering party dress with the one-sided shoulder. Silver Sequins lined up the portion of the shoulder and trailed down along the dress in a horizontal alignment.

I stared in awe.

“Are you really that dumb?” he asked, “or befooling me?” he arched an eyebrow.

Unable to match a beat, I raised my eyebrow.

“ Like, seriously? This box was lying all this time at the bloody door,” he shrugged,“ how the hell you didn't find it? You just kind of destroyed my surprise. So I brought it myself,” he said with an animated face.

“Awww,” was my tiny reply to all his lectures.

“Where did you get these?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Bought,” he said casually.

“But why?”

“Let's twin. I mean everyone does that” He said, stopping the argument. I could also sense a bit of colour coming to his cheeks.

“And this too,” He added as he held up a pair of black shiny heels.

I made a questioning look while he smiled sheepishly.

“But...,” I started to say.

“No buts and no ifs, just get ready in five mins,” he said as he shut the door behind him.

“Okay, my lord,” I finally surrendered and we both laughed at this.

I wondered how that dress had fit me so perfectly, and the shoes were perfect too. I curled down my hairs and left them boundless down my back. I topped it with two little diamond earrings. I was a novice about makeup and rarely used it but I could never miss my lipstick.

“Perfect damn goddess,” I hear him mutter.

“When did you sneak in?” I asked, offended.

“Doesn't matter really,” he teased.

“Now the final touch,” he added.

“Again what? What are you doing Christian? It's already too much,”

“Shut up, birdie and look here,” he said coolly.

He opened his palm and I saw a beautiful chain of white gold on which sat five little diamonds glittering out and a little lock at the end.

“It's a wristlet right?” I asked.

“Yeah, very right, princess,” he said in a royal tone.

“Eh...I'm only my daddy's princess,”

“All right, be my queen..,”

“Hah. In your dreams,” I smirked

“But it's very costly,” I further added.

“Are you seriously going to sit with a calculator now?” he snapped back.

“And moreover I didn't buy it, ” he shrugged while I raised my eyebrow.

“Did you rob the store or something?” I asked hesitantly.

His warm laughter filled the room, making it glow, “You don't rob your own business house, do you?”

He held my hand in his and locked the wristlet around my right wrist. He stared at me for a moment or two. I felt as if someone was adoring me with the eyes, I blushed under his gaze.

I spotted jasmine in the parking lot in a cherry red off-shoulder partywear with full sleeves, paired with red ballerinas.

“Gorgeous,” I said as I approached her.

“Not more than you,” she replied.

“But that's not the dress we chose,” Sophia noticed.

"Well, he did," I said rolling my eyes and they teased back.

I noticed the same wristlet on Jasmine's wrist as well.

“Woah same pinch,” I said as I held up my wrist to her.

“Yeah. It is,” she said with a detective look and Christian tried his best to hide his smile. I knew something was there in that coincidence.

“Actually someone left this wristlet infront of Sophia's door with a request for me to wear it. I didn't want to but the girls made me do so,” Jasmine added.

“Okay, shall we?” I said pointing at the car and glanced at Christian while he smirked and shook his head in denial.