Chapter Three

It's been like three days since that 'awkward crap at Punder's café' happened. At first, I really can't find a way out of that shell of shame but days later, I managed to finally move on. I can't just accept the truth that almost everyone here in Brampton knows that a nobody like me shouted at the owner of a well-known café—Punder's café. I feel so stupid and ignorant.

 "Kath!" Mila and Sophie came rushing to me. I fixed my eyeglasses and arched my left eyebrow. Mila took a deep breath in before speaking.

 "How are you?" she asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. "I hate you! You didn't call me for three freaking days!" I sighed. I kinda felt guilty because she's telling the truth. Those days were the days (okay, I know it's redundant and all) where I was put in the middle of hell's dungeon. I felt so ashamed and depressed that's why I didn't talk with my friends for days.

 "I'm fine," I said and smiled. "Sorry for not contacting you. I just felt so ashamed because of my dang actions at Punder's café." I crinkled my nose and sighed.

 "Silly," Sophie said. "You should've talked to us so that we can get you out of that 'shell of shame and depression'. Don't ever do that crap again, alright?" I smiled.

 "Yeah, sorry."

 "God, I missed you!" Mila and Sophie said in unison and hugged me tight. I wanted to hug them back but I can't since I'm hugging my books. It's June 1 and I enrolled myself at Irdium Colleges' summer class since it's required for Psychology students. Ugh.

 "Uh, let's go?" I asked. Both of them nodded so we made our way to our classroom since the three of us have the same degree program.

 "We're too early," Mila said and checked her wrist watch. "It's just 6:15. The class starts at 7:15. Let's go at the cafeteria?" I nodded and put my books on top of my table. We then went out of our classroom and made our way to the cafeteria. The aroma of brewed coffee and the noise of chit-chatting students greeted us first.

 "Starbucks?" she asked. I just shrugged my shoulders.

 "I want oreo cheesecake," I said.

 "Me too!" Sophie agreed.

 "Okay then," she said. "Find us a seat and I'll be the one who'll buy our snacks." Sophie and I nodded and looked for a seat. I can say that maybe every student has not eaten their breakfast yet. I roamed my eyes on the whole cafeteria. I was about to give up but my peripheral vision caught an empty table colored in blue. My forehead crinkled, it's the first time I saw that table since every table in this cafeteria is colored in white. I immediately went at that 'special-like' table.

 "Hey. The line at Starbucks is too long, ugh," Mila told and put down the black tray she's holding, containing three plates of Oreo cheesecakes and three medium-sized cup containing Summer Berry Panna Cotta Frappuccino.

 "So have you found a café you can apply for?" Sophie asked. I heaved a sigh and took a small chunk on my cheesecake.

 "Nope. Not yet," I answered.

 "Perhaps you should go back at Rique's café," Mila uttered. I rolled my eyes heavenwards.

 "No way, Mila," I said. I was about to take a sip on my Frap but someone stopped me from doing it by smashing the table. He was so strong that our cheesecakes fell on our laps and the medium-sized plastic cup containing Frap fell on the floor.

 Wow. What a huge mess. All thanks to Mr. DJ.

 "What the he—you!?" I shouted and pointed at the guy who slammed its palm against the surface of the table. "Are you following me?" The guy and his company laughed their asses off.

 "I'm too handsome to follow an ugly girl like you!" he yelled. I bit my lip when everyone here in the cafeteria laughed. Oh God.

 "Hey. Didn't you know that this table is ours?" I arched my left eyebrow and looked at him furiously.

 "When did you bought this table, huh? This table belongs at this school, you asshole!" I shouted. Honestly, I was planning to tell 'sorry' at him when I meet him again. But never mind, this guy is a total pain in the ass.

 "You don't know?" He crossed his shoulders and glared at me like I'm an imbecile, again. For the second time in my damn life. "Wait, you don't remember this face?"

 I sighed, "Fine, Drey. I'm sorry, okay?" I said, trying so hard to sound as I can to sound apologetic—which probably came out bad guessing from how his face looked quite amused.

"So, are we cool now?" His right eyebrow arched. He put his right hand on his chin like he's a genius guy who knows everything about the universe. Eehk. Weird stuff.

 "Hmm... Nope, now get out of this table," he said calmly. I exhaled and glared at him. "You won't?" I slowly shook my head.

 "Hey, hey Kath. Come on, let's just eat this at our room," Mila whispered.

 "Yeah, he's the—" I cut Sophie immediately with a deathly glare.

 "No Mila and Sophie! You'll be scared at these guys? These stupid, ill-advised, reckless, imprudent jerks!?" Everyone in the cafeteria ohh-ed. I smirked. Who they think they are? They're just students at here, well plus the money. But I don't care! Not because they got the looks and the money is they'll always get what they want!

 "What the hell did you said?"

 "Na, na, na, na," I chanted as I play with my identification card. I looked at Drey and he's definitely fuming in anger.

 "Damn it!" he cussed. "You'll pay for this you loser!" he shouted and walked out with his friends but a guy wearing a black and white shirt, dirty white pants and a white Converse. He shook his head and smirked at us.

 "You just messed with the son of the owner of this school, ladies," he said and left us. I bit my lip and looked at Mila and Sophie.

 "Ugh." I messed my hair in frustration and groaned. Mila then slammed the table using her fists. "What's with that?"

 "That's the sound of doom for the three of us," she said. "Come on, we're going to be late at our first subject," she said and grabbed her bag. Sophie did the same thing and walked with Mila.

 "Dang it," I murmured and followed Mila and Sophie.

 Seriously life? Are you playing with me?

 Well then, I have a game for you. Two words, five letters... screw you.