Chapter 1: Meeting him and meeting new friends

Gracelyn's POV

" If I pass the board exam,promise me you'll be my girlfriend again. Deal?".

I've been looking at the screen of my cellphone for a couple of minutes already, reading his message over and over but can't come up with a reply.

I have doubts. What if he'll end up hurting me agin for the nth time? Does he really loves me that's why he wants me back... or he just needs me---again?

Funny that I'm questioning his intent in wanting me back when in the past years I devoted my love to him without a doubt. Truly, fully trusting someone is dangerous. Very dangerous that you lose yourself in the process and doesn't even know if you can bring your self back.

I was in college when I met him. We are in the same university and took the same course.

"Are you blind !?", A tall man with toned body and curly hair asked me after bumping at him. This man sure is grumpy.

" Ahm. N-no?", I replied nervously. My hands are shaking. I'm only five feet tall and he is a six footer. He is towering over me and it looks like he wants to squeeze the life out of me.

"Then you should see where you're going, d*mmy!", he hissed.

My eyes became glassy. I bow my head to hide it and tried to pick up my folder when he purposely kicked it before he passed by me.

I glared at his back but he suddenly turned around grinning so I immediately look the other way. As*hole!

So much for a first day, I sighed.

"Miss?", I looked at the person who called me. A man with a slim body is infront of me. Too slim for my liking.

"Yes?", I smiled at him.

"I think this is yours", he handed me my envelope.

" Well yes, thank you ", I shyly get the envelope from his hand.

"I'm Melo", he extended his hands at me.

I shook it.

"Gracelyn but you can call me Grace for short", I chirped.

"Grace it is", he smiled and walk beside me. "So, where are you from? I havent seen you before".

"I came from the province. I didn't take my senior high here", I explained.

He nooded. "I am a bonafide product of this school. I spent all my educational days here in the university. Though enrolling here in college is a last minute decision so most of my subjects are crossed enrolled to other departments". I am just nodding to his story. He sure is talkative for a guy but I like it that way than a deafening silence.

" I'm excited for college and of course new school that's why I enrolled early", I chimed.

" Let me look at your schedule". He gently grabbed my envelope from my hand. I wasn't going to give it to him but he pulled harder. Is he hitting on me in the first day of classes or he's just too friendly?

I shrugged my thoughts.

"We're in the same classes this morning but sadly different in the afternoon and tomorrow's schedule", he mumbled.

"I see", I shortly answered. I can't seem to bring myself to have any deep conversation with him. He is still a stranger after all.

" Come let's sit with them" . He said when we entered iur designated room. He grabbed my hand and Pulled me towards two young girls. I think he is fun of just grabbing and pulling?

"This is Izzy and Shirly", he introduced them to me.

"Hi! Im Grace", I smile at them and shake their hands.

After a while, the professor arrived. He radiated power and looks intimidating.

"Morning ! I'll be teaching you about law. So tell me what law is.. you there ! The lady with pink hooded jacket", he loudly said and pointed at me.

My heart is thomping inside my chest I didn't expect this on the first day of school. I'm already sweating. I am trying to formulate a good answer when he shouted again.

"Faster!", he demanded. This prof sure is impatient.

" L-law is a set of rules.. ahm.. implemented and followed to preserve peace and order?", I answered?

" Are you answering me or asking me back?" he said while raising his eyebrow at me.

"Law is a set of rules implemented and followed to preserve peace and order", I repeated nervously.

"Good". I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Better take down notes. Do not expect me to write for you. You're already college not a highschooler", he informed and continue discussing like he didnt just established fear in all of us a while ago. Well maybe except for one who is brave enough to laugh in the middle of the discussion.

"You there. Stand up!", the prof shouted.

A young man with curly hair came into view. It's that as*hole who scowl and grinned at me in the corridor a while ago. Serves him right. It's karma!

"Come and sit in front", the boy lazily obeyed.

"What is RA no.9710?" the prof asked just after he took his seat.

The boy scratch the back of his head.

"What's your name?", the prof asked.

"Greg Luis sir", he said proudly.

So that is his name. So beautiful yet the owner's attitude isn't.

"Mr. Greg Luis ", the prof went in near him. "Next time, if you know you are that d*mb then better listen to my class so that something will be put in that empty brain of yours. Do you understand?", our prof said with so much emphasis.

"Y-yes sir ", he said and hide his face from embarrassment.

" I am fun of giving an F grade so you better be attentive if you don't want to repeat my class. But if you love me that much , I am willing to take you in over and over in my class", he smile devilishly and smirk at Greg.

Izzy and Shirly grabbed my arms on both side.

"This prof sure is scary ", they both said.

I smiled at them and give them a comforting pat on their arms.

After the discussion, the prof decided to give us a ten points summary quiz. We all sigh in annoyance. First day of school and he's giving us quiz.

We are on the last three questions when suddenly the building shake. Slowly at first then it became intense. Our chairs and tables are moving vigorously. The decorations on the walls are starting to fall. We are in the third floor and it seems like the building is dancing. Students are seen running in the hallway. Shouting and shrieking.

" It's an earthquake! Everyone do not panick and go under your tables. Hurry!", our prof instructed and we immediately obeyed.

My heart is hyperventilating and my hands are shaking.

After a while, it stopped. The prof immediately let us out. I carried my things and started to walk when the shaking suddenly returned. Due to fellow students pushing at each other. I stumbled to someone. We fall on the floor and I was on top. Unfortunately for me, that someone is Greg.

"You really like bumping unto me don't you?", he scowl.

"Im sorry. I lost my balance with all this pushing", I tried to explain.

He grants and tried to pushed me off of him when someone accidentally pushed me back to him. I again landed on his chest but this time my lips were pressed against his. Our eyes locked and look at each other with our eyes wide open.