CHAPTER 04 | Orange Juice

PATRICE MAURICIO ’ s P.O.V. 

  

  

Before fixing myself, I stared first at myself in front of the mirror.

After I made up my face, put on some make up to my face. I took my bag. Before going out I check first the contents of my bag if I am carrying my wallet and of course my cell phone. When I was sure that I had the two most important things in my life with me, I left in my room.

When I came out of the room I almost had a heart attack when I saw Nanny.

“Nanny, I’m surprised at you. I thought it was Daddy or Mommy.”

“You’re even more surprising. I thought you were a thief. If I didn’t remember that’s you, I might have called the guard.”

“Yeah. Peace.” And signed peace with Nanny.

“Are you leaving now?”

“Yes, Nanny.”

“Eat first before going to school.”

“Not anymore, Nanny. I might be late. Have Daddy, Mommy and My older brother left yet?”

“Yes. They’ve all been gone earlier.”

“Shook. That’s good.”

“I don't know why you even have to do that.”

“Hehehe ....” I just laughed, then said goodbye.  “Bye, Nanny. I’m leaving.” Suddenly I said goodbye then went down.

Maybe, if I do not leave yet, the conversation will be prolonged or else, I’ll be reprimanded. I only eat at school so that even if I take a long time to eat, I will just run to the classroom.

 

 

Arriving at HIS, I went straight to the cafeteria.

As I walked, I noticed that other students I passed were looking at me. Why? Only now have they seen a woman studying here at this prestigious school who, with loose hair, lots of pimples, lots of acne, wearing big glasses, has broken teeth?

I just ignored the students looking at me. I won’t get anything if I disobey them, as long as my goal for this morning is to eat breakfast.

Arriving at the cafeteria, I was shocked to see the Antipathetic slash arrogant man next to the left and right woman, and then entertained the women approaching him.

I was just shaken and came out.

“Ouch!” I shout a little softly.

I was about to exit  but I didn’t notice the glass door so I stumbled upon it.

I held my forehead as I exited into another cafeteria, where the ware was mostly junk foods and biscuits.

Brena was right. Playboy Alex. I think that man is even worse than Playboy.

Just yesterday at lunch break, I noticed that Alex, that he moved to another table because of the amount of women he entertained, that’s a five, six, seven? I don’t know, just less than ten. Then, when class ended yesterday, a number of women were waiting outside to pick him up. I just shudder every time I remember that, including the one I saw earlier. 

“What a playboy.” I whispered to myself before entering the cafeteria.

 I just hope he doesn’t have a sister, or that karma doesn’t take him away from the women he makes cry or just plays with.

Entering the cafeteria, compared to the other cafeteria, there are only a few students here. After all, it’s better to eat a hot dish every morning. But, since there was an Antipathetic man there that I didn't want to see, my breakfast was just junk food. I’m not very fond of bread or biscuits.

I bought two pringles, two lays and coke. When I buy I sit in a very corner.

I never lost my smile as I watched the food I bought. Only now can I eat this kind of food again.

When I opened the pringles I immediately inhaled the smell of it. “Smells good. Smells delicious.” I whispered.

I started to eat my food, but I was stopped when someone ... intentionally shook the hand I was holding on my pringles.

“My dear pringles.” I whispered when I saw the scattered pringles on the floor.

 

“You're ugly.”

“Are you feeling beautiful?”

“Your face irritates me.”

I looked at the three women who said that. I stand.

“Will you fight us?” The woman asked me. It looks like she’s the leader of these two. 

I smiled at them. “I won’t,” I replied.

They grinned.

“I won't back you three! You’ll pay, you did with my dearest pringles!” I shout.

When their leader was about to pour the orange juice in the can she was holding, I closed my eyes.

I have no replacement clothes. I didn’t carry my P.E. uniform and most of all I just wear a bra inside my uniform blouse. 

“Omg! Andrew!”

Wait? What are they saying?

I opened my eyes, when I woke up, I saw Andrew. Standing in front of me. Blocked between those fighting me, he spilled orange juice that should have been thrown at me.

“Andrew ...” I whispered.