Mend My Broken Heart

When someone hears her name, they automatically thought of her as the model. Not many knew that she's not just an average model.

Misha Lewis was born on a beautiful 5th day of January. She's 5 feet and 8 inches. She is long haired, with a perfect body. She's already 25 and currently engaged to someone named Lyndon Lincoln. She's a natural beauty, her brows, arched perfectly on her gorgeous face. She has greyish eyes and a beautifully carved lip. It's a kissable pinkish lips.

On the other side, Misha is the one and only daughter of Michele and Shane Lewis. Her parents were also models back then in their youthful days. They fell in love when they've shared works together and that's why Misha came. Obviously, her name was a combination of her parents' names.

Growing like in a military camp was the best description on how she grew up. She was raised by her grandfather in a strictest way possible. When she turned 15, she returned to the city and lived with her parents. She adapted the city life quickly. She mingled like an ordinary teenager but bullies will be bullies and they did not spare Misha.

She is a beauty thus many girls envy her. One afternoon, when she and Duke was about to go home, a gang of girls blocked their way.

"You! How dare you show-off?!" said one of the girls. She's shorter by 5 inches in height with Misha. "Huh?" asked Misha blindly. She really doesn't know what the girl is talking about. She basically doesn't know that many girls envied her because she really doesn't care.

"You're acting innocent! Wow! How come there's such a thick-skinned women like you?" the girl asked tauntingly.

"What are you talking about? Anyway, can you all just move? I can't pass through." Misha said. She's about to get irritated by them. She really doesn't know why these girls were acting so mean to her.

"And would you think we will let you?" retorted the girl sarcastically. Misha snapped. She had a low tolerance in regards with people like her.

"Let me pass through or else be sorry." she said in a low voice. She's holding her anger. "We won't!" said the girl stubbornly. "Okay, fine. Just don't be sorry after. "Misha warned them.

"Girl, you don't have to do this. It will be painful for you." Duke said as he was like advising the other party to clear the way for them. "Hah?! What can you do? We're 10. You are just alone, well your companion seems more girly than you are?" the girl said mocking at Duke.

Duke was angry and so is Misha.

They nodded with each other. Duke moved aside to watch the whole show. Duke knew Misha could handle those troublesome brats. He knew that Misha is a black belter in taekwondo, judo and jujitsu. She even knew kung fu. So, to her, they were a piece of cake.

The girls ganged her up but could not even hold her skirt. There were 10 of them but could not beat her. She ran around and the girls chased her up. Duke on the other hand, watching on the sideways l.i.c.k.i.n.g his lollipop. He even applauded when Misha beat the girls to pulp.

One of the girls grabbed him from behind. He was startled but quickly regained his senses.

"Come on, I don't hit girls..." said Duke while raising his hands.

"Misha, how about your friend?" asked the girl grabbing Duke's hair.

"Ouch!" exclaiming Duke due to pain. He really don't want to hurt girls so, he just let her grab his hair. Seeing this, Misha went to the girl who's grabbing Duke's hair. She grabbed her wrist and the girl released Duke due to pain.

"Aww.. It hurts! Let me go!" said the girl tearing up. Misha let her go.

"If you come again and block my way, be sure to prepare an ambulance!" Misha glared and warned them. "Come on Duke, its already late."

From then on, no one dared to bully Misha. She's seen as a monster by the girls and preferred to be a wallflower than to be a punching bag by her.

Remembering this, Duke can only shake his head. He really can't imagine his best friend's marriage life.

'She's really troublesome.' He thought.