"Waiter! Come here, get your bill" I got called out as I was working in the stall of my mother. I look across the stall as I find the Mr. Brunette sneering with his friends. These are my "classmates" who came here to "meet" me. I had a cold expression as I walked over to them as I was picking up the plates when one of them, slammed the 100 yuan note on the table. "Your tip."

the brown haired boy who seems too good looking to be this much mean to me, is Zack, one of my teammates of the basketball team. His dad is one of the sponsors of our college which makes people want to suck up to him. And next to him is his elder sister who seems to be obnoxious for me to even lay my eyes on him. Diana. Apparently I have offended his little precious brother and broken his heart. It all started when one of the seniors I knew in the library, confessed to me that she liked me. Dude what can I even do if the girl you like, is chasing me?? That's literally not my concern. But how can the little prince not get what he wants? So the elder sister comes into the protest.

I ignored their words as I was about to pick up the money when Diana deliberately loosened her grip on money, and it fell on the ground, near her heels. I raise an eyebrow as I see her actions. She seems to get under my skin.

"Oops- It fell down. Can you pick it up for me?"

I look at her silently as I realize she is trying to get under my skin. I squat down to pick it up as I smile. "If you wanted to give a tip, you could afford only 100 yuan? Must be hard for you financially isn't it?" I say smiling as I know my words will piss her off completely. "Thanks for the tip though, I will make good use of it" I pick it up and put it in my pocket.

I get inside the kitchen , as I bump into my mother who had seen me being passive-aggressive with them.

"Was it necessary for you to argue like that? You will actually fall in trouble if you keep running your mouth. Just let them be. They are rich spoiled brats"

She sighs as she washes vegetables for cooking.

"If they are spoiled, they need someone to tame them. Furthermore, I just thanked them. I didn't say anything else. " I feign innocence as I shrug my shoulders chuckling.

"You just are too much to handle. Don't tell me you go around fighting in college as well? " She laughs, hitting the spot.

"That's called, selectively interacting. Not 'fighting' "

I could see Diana and her friends leaving the restaurant from the window as I washed the dishes. I glanced once at them, as they seemed to have fun in their life. What must it feel like to not worry about what to wear the next day and go on vacations every month like a ritual. What must it feel like to choose what you like as your major? I sometimes wonder while studying the things which I don't even want to study but have to study to get financially stronger. It must be true that dreams are the privileges which only people of that class can dream of and chase. These people are from different worlds and I don't intend to be tangled with them in any way.

At least it was what I thought before what happened in the next 48 hours. Not aware of the fact that unintentionally I have offended Ms. Diana, the princess again, by my excellent results, in which only two names fell in my sight.

"Maxwell Jones - 1st place

Diana Evans - 2nd"