"Cecelia!".

I turned around and then I saw Jefferson.

"What….. What are you doing here?". I asked while waving my hands across him, because he was on another side of the road, with his bike behind him.

Unlike the other days….. he's currently putting on his words, with a brown big sweater attached to it.

"Do you know that hot guy?". Anna whispers beside me, as she continues to maintain her gaze at Jefferson.

"He's my friend, and he's a very good friend of mine". I said, despite being aware that I'm not sure of what I'm saying.

"He's hot. Please introduce me to him okay!". She whispers, and I...