Chapter 4: What is he doing here?

"Keyla! Can you walk faster? We're late already" I was literally panicking here while Keyla is taking her precious time on walking.

"Maureen, why do we need to rush? Nothing will change if we run, we will still be late" I rolled my eyes at what she said. Where in hell did she get that?

"We have a quiz. Do you want to fail?" I'm really nervous right now but Keyla is really calm and she look like walking in the street of Paris.

"Don't worry, we won't fail just because we miss ONE quiz" she argued but I continued on walking faster.

Good thing that our classroom is only on the second floor of the building and we arrived fast. Well, I did, because I walk hurriedly but Keyla continued her model kind of way of walking, not caring a bit if the professor is here or not.

When I entered the room, I wanted to shout 'Hallelujah' when I noticed that my prof isn't here yet and my classmates are busy with their own worlds. I made my way to our seat as I let out a sigh of relief.

"See? We panicked for nothing" Keyla rolled her eyes as she put her sling bag down and took a seat.

I did the same before answering, "Excuse me, I panicked, you didn't" I corrected her.

"Well, I got a feeling that the prof will be late" Keyla shrugged her shoulders and spoke in her usual sassy tone.

"Whatever. I'm just happy that we're not late" I told her while getting my iPad out from my bag to get a quick review on my notes. Keyla did the same before remembering what happened a while ago. Actually, she will literally forgot how my hair was pulled if she didn't get a text from my brother asking about the handsome guy that helped us earlier.

"Maureen, don't do it again, okay?" I frowned at her when she said that. I know she's worried but I can't just ignore someone who's being bullied. I didn't answered and stared at my iPad.

"I'm serious. What if they do something even worse on you? I mean, good thing you didn't had a hair treatment recently 'cause that would be really bad but just let your bodyguards fix those kind of things for you. I don't want you getting hurt, Maureen" she added looking sad but I can't help but chuckle because she pointed out the hair treatment thingy. We planned to have a pamper day last weekend but it was cancelled, so I think that's a good thing and sort of a blessing in disguise?

"I didn't expected that she will pull my hair, Keyla. I just wanted to help. And I'm thinking that I have my bodyguards on stealth but yeah, dad's call is a bad timing" I reasoned out and took out my apple pen. My bodyguards are advised to protect me from a distance because I feel stuffed when they stick to my side all the time.

Keyla was about to talk back when the whole classroom turned quiet at once like they are shocked and nervous. We both turn our heads in front to see if the professor is here but my forehead furrowed when I saw the man earlier named Charles, standing proudly and intimidatingly at the podium. What is he doing here?

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