Chelsea's point of view: "K-Ken... w-what are you doing here?" I stammered. My blood was boiling. My face feels hot. My body was shaking. WHAT IS HE DOING HERE???!!! "Miss me, Chels?" Ken snickered as he took a step closer to me. My heart raced vividly. This is driving me INSANELY MAD. "MISS YOU?!" I snapped. "DIDN'T I SAY I NEVER WANTED TO SEE YOU??!!!" "Chelsea!" Portia spat out, "Don't say those words to MY KEN!" "What do you mean, Portia?! He's an ENEMY to the female race!!!" I angrily scoffed. Wait a minute. What did Portia call Ken?! MY KEN?!! "What do you mean by 'my Ken'?" I questioned. My body tensed up in anger. "Didn't you know?" Portia gleefully skipped towards Ken. "Know what?" I repeated nervously. Ken immediately grabbed Portia's waist. "We're dating." he happily announced. I didn't just hear that. Suddenly, I felt my whole world crumbling down. "Y-you... a-and... P-Portia..." I stammered. I felt hot tears welling up my eyes. I felt my heart crushed into pieces. "Ken and I are dating, Chelsea! Just imagine? The hottest boy going out with me?" Portia beamed as she bounced up and down. This is bad. I really want to cry right now. But I can't just cry in front of Ken. I can't! Not now. Please. "I'm so ha...ppy f-for y-you." I stammered while fighting back tears. Oh no. My tears are going to fall any minute now. I c-can't c-cry. Suddenly, a hand covered my eyes. It's a warm, gentle hand. Very familiar. "You DISGUST me, Ken!" the person who covered my eyes screamed angrily. "You're not welcome here." Ken spat. "After you dumped Chelsea, you'll go running back to her, bragging about your new girlfriend? That's just INHUMAN!" the mystery person screamed. With my eyes still covered, I heard poor Portia gasp. I can't take this anymore. Tears began rolling down on my face. The mystery person must have noticed my tears. That is why, he quickly grabbed my hand and walked-out of the room. We stopped at the back of the school, and I was still sobbing quietly. "Didn't I say that you should not talk to me?" I spat out. I didn't say that because I hated him. I said that because I feel that I don't deserve him. He went near me and hugged me. "I'm so sorry, Rick." I gasped as I cried even more. "It's okay. Just cry." Rick gently said as he patted my head With his words, I cried even more. I cried my heart out. I let out my anger, my sorrow, my troubles. "I'm really so sorry." I whispered as I calmed down. Rick cupped my chin and stared at my eyes. "Even if you push me away for hundreds of times... ... I still won't let you go."