Chapter 1

Cold Eyes

"Mommy, I need to go," I shouted as I went out of our main door.

"Take care, Celine, darling," I heard mommy shout from inside the house. I ran to Kuya Gaston my driver.

“Good morning, ma’am,” he greeted and opened the back seat for me.

"Good morning, Gaston," I got in the car. It took us 15 minutes to finally arrive at my school, Mondrian University this is where I’m studying right now and I already grade 11 senior high I’m taking STEM as my stand. Well, I choose this because I find it fun.

As I was walking in the hallway of our building someone screamed my name.

“Celine!!!” well I know this bitch, she’s my Bestfriend, Venus Roselle Yap.

"Hey, cut it out, you shout so loud, aren't you really ashamed doing that?" I disobeyed him.

"What's wrong? I saw you, so it's normal to call you out, You're my best friend," she's walking like a model so we grab the attention of other students.

Well, there is no denying that Venus is really beautiful, so many people like her but they don't know how bad the behavior of my best friend is to me.

"You know, sometimes I really don't want to go with you, you grab other people's attention and they also keep looking at me because of you," I whispered to him.

"I'm not the only one they look at, of course, you too, who can't look at a Yashashree Celine Amora the sister of the famous Drake Francine Amora the hottest racer in the country," Venus eyes almost shine when she mentioned her brother's name.

"I don't think so, you just like my brother that's why you're saying that," then when you told me I entered our classroom and so did he.

"Hey, No, I'm just a fan of him." she's defending herself as we sit in our seats.

I just laughed at him even though he refused to crush my brother hahaha. Yes, my brother is a famous Racer here in the Philippines but now he is in Australia for the world cup with dad.

Our teacher also arrived after a few minutes.

“Kriselle Admira,” the teacher said. 

"Present."

“Yashashree Celine Amora.”

“Present, ma’am,” I raised my hand so that our teacher could see me and after that, she started to proceed to our lecture it’s Understanding the self-subject.

After class, Venus and I run to the cooking club room because according to the club we joined when we entered here in Mondrian well, we are about to be found into cooking and baking since we were elementary because mommy used to teach us.

"Miss Lacson, we're here," Venus and I said enthusiastically when we saw Miss Lacson inside, she's the president of this club.

"Oh well, you're here. Come and help me make cupcakes for the conference meeting later for the teachers," she said. Our class is only half-day every MWF, so we have time here at the Cooking Club.

"All right, Miss," Venus and I put on our apron as well as the hairnet and gloves.

"Celine you're assigned with the icing and Venus on the chocolate toppings." Miss Lacson commanded so we acted immediately and did what she ordered us. I enjoy Baking and cooking I almost always do it not only here at the club but also at home. 

We were busy baking when we heard people screaming outside, super loud, and its pure woman voice screaming. “What’s that?” Venus asks me I just arched my shoulder because even I don’t know why screaming outside.

The shouting grew louder until we saw the swarming woman pass by our door too many women.

"What's happening?" this time curiosity hits me and leads me to go out to see what's happening outside. When I came out of the Club door, we had too many women in the hallway and seemed to be making a fuss despite it.

I squatted while holding a cupcake in my hand that I was the icing on. Suddenly the women sidestepped, so I stopped. It looks like they have become dominoes and everyone is sidelined but still shouting. A group of men walking at the center of the hall, so they are the ones this girl’s screaming for.

Three men are walking complacently among the women and the women are not shouting for them. As they approached me, my heartbeat seemed to speed up because our eyes hit the man on the left. His eyes were so cold as ice.

My heart beat faster and faster as they approached, he was like a slow-motion to me to the point that I could not hear the screams of the woman around and I could only hear the sound from his shoes walking towards me. and the rapid beating of my heart.

I just stared at him until they passed me and that's when I came back to my senses and I saw a mob of women running in front of me to chase them.

I would have avoided them because I knew they would hit me but they ran too late and hit me until I fell to the floor and unfortunately the cupcake I was holding was thrown on my chest.

"Ouch," I said to my hips because I didn't fall well. I was wiping the icing on my chest when there was a sudden silence around so I turned around.

I was greeted by two standing men who had been harassing the women before. "Miss, are you ok?" the guy who wore a sky-blue dresser shirt lent me his hands to help me stand up.

I nodded at him and stood up without reaching for his hand even though my hip hurt a little, I just ignored it and showed it to them. "I'm sorry to our fans ah there to be aggressive because he" shyly the man in sky-blue returned his hand and just rubbed it on his neck because I did not accept it.

My eyes shifted to the man behind him, his hands are in his pocket and looking at my messy apron.

It was as if I was ice as he looked up at my face, I couldn't understand how nervous I was feeling and the speed of my heartbeat. "Go ahead, I'll be the one to apologize for my fans," said the man next to me and walked away then the Italian of the women around returned.

My eyes are still locked on his gaze but he just “Tsk,” at me and followed Mr. sky blue. The color of his eyes was like ash gray and his 5.11 feet I can say but I’m not that sure and his aura was cold, his face was emotionless.

Who's that guy?

Why does he bring me this kind of feeling, like I'm feeling scared but I'm not, my heart beats faster even when I'm not running, I'm cold even when it's too hot here outside, and lastly his eye's I can't help but stare?

It's like I want It, I always want to see those eyes.

Celine, what's wrong with you?

"Oh, what happened to you Celine," the door opened and Venus appeared beside me checking me out and controlling her laugh.

"I thought, I had an icing?" I just looked at her badly but the witch laughed at me even more. "Come inside," he pulled me but I stopped and took the pain off my hip.

So, they took Miss Lacson and me to the clinic.

"Does it still hurt?" Venus asked me as I lay here on the folding bed here at the clinic, she's putting hot compresses in my hips.

I just shook my head at him in response and thought about those eyes again.

"Who are you?" I whisper.