Savannah brought the little girl along with her to meet Brandon. Skipping and jumping as Amara strolled in the cafe they had promised to meet.

Amara grinned as Brandon, who was anxiously waiting on an empty table, turned towards the two. Amara jumped up to a seat beside him and smiled mischievously, puching his arm in a joking manner.

Savannah smirked as she noticed that Brandon felt the pain from that little punch. Brandon grimaced, moving his seat a little further from the little girl and gave her a forced smile. Amara, who seemingly didn't notice Brandon's misery just raised her eyebrow cutely.

Savannah sighed, plopping down in a seat across from Brandon. They were in a four seats table. He began to eye her a bit warily, looking around in case she brought her little army of cats to attack him again. There were none, which made Brandon sigh in relief.

"So?" Savannah didn't look up where she was scanning the menu in front of her, Amara joined in. She picked a milkshake for the little girl and ordered a coffe for herself. A huge pancake and cookies as the other food for them.

Savannah called a waiter, recited her orders, then went back to the teenager in front of her.

"I can explain," Brandon began, letting out a breath.

"Then, explain." Savannah retorted.

"It was a misunderstanding between Janette and me," Brandon paused. "There is this boy that likes Janette and I think he conspired with another girl from our school to make Janette believe that I am cheating on her."

Brandon explained with his face a little downcast, not metting her eyes. His shoulder slumped down as if showed that he was exasperated.

"Care to tell me the details?" Savannah frowned upon his not so detailed explanation.

Brandon ran his hands through his hair. "The girl named Brianna shoved me into the locker and kiss me out of nowhere. Janette happened to pass by us and got the wrong message. The boy, James was running for her afterwards, no doubt that he wanted to be a fake knight in shining shits."

A waiter came and gave them their orders
. Savannah raised her eyebrow a bit, sipping on her drink while Amara was oblivious to the whole situation. The five years old kid was busy muching on her pancake as soon as it delivered to her.

"And you are just standing there doing nothing? Enjoying the kiss, eh?" Savannah narrowed her eyes.

Brandon face scrunched in disgust, he was almost shouting as he said, "Of course not! I shoved the girl that she fell face-plant in the ground after that, in a dog shit."

Savannah laughed at his explanation. The damn lover boy was so smitten with Janette back in their new days as a high schooler. Honestly, he looked like a little puppy trying to gain Janette's attention.

"Really?" Savannah laughed again.

Brandon nodded his head solemnly, he had a serious look on his face. "Even, I had the photo of her with that dog shit covering her face."

He fished out his phone, tapping some buttons and held out the screen for Savannah to see. Savannah took a peek, her laugh was almost heard throughout the cafe.

Amara, the little girl stopped her activity only to see what Savannah was laughing so loudly about that she even got a few glares from other customers, which she didn't really care about. She looked at the phone and exclaimed, "What kind of creature is that?"

Savannah almost heard Brandon muttered the word 'pig' under his breath. Savannah held her laugh as she shoved a cookie into the little girl's mouth to distract her again, which was really working. Amara's attention soon was back to her pile of food.

"Janette saw you and run, right? Why didn't you chase after her?" Savannah stole a cookie from Amara's plate, which made the latter pout.

Brandon took a deep breath, "I did, that's why I immediately shoved Brianna from me, I didn't know if that pig would fall into the a pile of dog shit, so yeah, I took her photo first."

Savannah smirked as she sipped on her drink, eyes twinkling in amusement. "Have you spoken to Janette?"

Brandon sighed again, leaning back to his chair in what seemingly was desperation. "I tried to, but she wouldn't listen. She's just like you, you know that? She would throw Carrick who has its claw extended already to me everytime she sees me."

Savannah chuckled again. "Okay then, what do you want me to do?"

"I want to--" Brandon gulped, staring ahead nervously. "I want you to apologize to Janette on my behalf since she wouldn't even reply to my message, much less to see me."

"Just like that?" This time, his words made Savannah frown as she sipped again in her drink. She looked up at him, her frown deepened.

"Yeah," Brandon smiled nervously, oh how he didn't like that when Savannah had that fierce look her face.

"You are going to let your relationship ended like this?" Savannah scowled, glaring at him.

Out of nowhere, Amara who didn't know what they even talking about chimed in, "Yeah? Are you, Uncle Brandon?" Just like that, the little girl was back focusing on her food.

"Err ..." Brandon stratched his neck anxiously, confused as to how he should reply to that one question, he even ignored eye contact with Savannah, eyes downcast to the marble floor.

Faintly, Savannah could heard the boy mumbled about James and another word that sounded like 'better' as she waited for his answer.

"Repeat that again," Savanah demanded him, making the sadboi in front of her jumped. "W-what?"

"Repeat what you just said!" Savannah repeated her words, eyes narrowed at him.

"J-james is better...than me?" Brandon stuttered, his words came out more like a question.

"Why do you think like that?" Savannah scowled, taking a big gulps of her coffe.

Brandon sighed, he eyed Amara who had her cheeks smeared with chocolate for a moment, then he chose to answer her. "James has good looks, he is rich, and girls are practically worship the ground he walks on, why would someone chose me if they have James?"

Savannah had a thinking look on her face. "Do you think that boy is good enough for her?"

Brandon hesitated for a moment, then he answer with a low voice. "Y-yes."

"Really?" Savannah expression held a disbelief. "And making a couple breaking up is way to win a girl's heart? Is there a guarantee that he will stay loyal to her?"

Brandon was silent, so Savannah continued, "Just quit it with your insecurity, kid. We have been over this already. Janette loves you for your personality, which is sometimes could be idiotic and annoying--" Brandon's eye twitched at that, "not for looks and money. She isn't a gold digger, and looks would wither eventually."

Brandon processed the words Savannah just given him, and slowly nodded. She rubbed his hair like a sister would do to her little brother.

He swatted her had away, about to open his mouth but was interrupted by a cookie shoved into his mouth. Amara grinned as she wiped her mouth and evilly putting the chocolate and cream that stick into her hands to Brandon's cheeks, making him look even more weird.

"Now, you almost look like that weird creature from the phone, Uncle Brandon!" Amara exclaimed while she smeared him some more.

Brandon seemed horrified at the idea, so he denied indignantly, "Of course not, I am better than that weird looking creature."

Savannah giggled at the sight happily. Brandon looked like he couldn't do anything against this little girl's power.

"Don't worry," Savannah assured, "I would arrange everything. You should just pay the compensation to me."

Brandon's eyes widened at the word pay, then he snorted, "Of course, everything always has a cost."

But, inside he was happy as well as crying, far away, he could already heard his wallet screaming.

I am back, guys!
I just got a little stress that I was rejected by my dream college *cries*
But, it's okay, I am going to pursue it again next year.

See ya in the next chapter!