CHAPTER 1

Maxine’s POV

I WALKED along the muddy road to the other village. That’s where I attend, at Wilford University, the school of the wealthy. And I’m not one of them.

I am Maxine Filmore, Nineteen years old. my Mother was a housekeeper, and she had served the Alfonzos for ten years. The couple is kind. In fact, they are the ones who send me to school, and in return I help Mom during the holidays.

I looked at the watch on my arm. It’s almost Eight O’Clock. I walked even faster, I came at nine o'clock and I couldn't get sick.

Annoyingly, not even a tricycle passed by when I was in a hurry, let alone the looming rain.

I frowned as a black car pulled up from behind me. My uniform was almost covered in mud. It was Miss Beatriz's car, the only one of the Alfonzo couple. As kind as the couple is, Miss Beatriz is the opposite. it is an outlet for misery and pride.

I IMMEDIATELY went to the rest room when I arrived at the University. I carefully observed my own reflection in the mirror. I'm just going in but I look like I'm going home. I was shaken. I am nothing compared to the students who attend here. but if it's just the look of the base, somehow I'm going to throw something out as well. They said it was as if I had foreign blood. I look Korean. Itchoz! Lol, that’s real talk.

I was about to leave the rest room when I was hit by two women who were just entering, I let go of the books I was carrying. I immediately bent down to pick them up.

"Sorry ..." a woman said, obviously not sincere when she said that. "Because I didn't see you, eh ..."

"Served right." said another woman. It even laughed.

I chose not to say anything and just keep doing it. I'm used to it. This is how my life has been since I entered this University. If I was the only one to follow I would want to move to another school. I don't like it, the students who come here are too arrogant and arrogant. The case is, the Alfonzos want me to study here, because there is no problem with expenses as long as I just improve my studies. bSHRM is my course, and fortunately, I am graduating this year. By the mercy of God, I can lift Mom out of poverty as well.

I CHOOSE to sit in the back, it has been my mannerism since first year. Miss Gillany, our class adviser, arrived shortly after. it is beautiful and the hair is over the shoulder.

“Good Morning Ma’am!” my classmates greeted me at the same time.

"Good Morning!"

It wasn't long before they started discussing.

THE first class was over and I didn’t understand what Ma’am was saying. I don’t know, but I’m not in the mood right now.

My next subject is at two o'clock in the afternoon so I decided to go home first. I don't have a canteen yet. Also, I'd rather save Mom's pocket money than waste it.

I walked to the boat, it was just a walking distance from the school. soon it started to mist, fortunately I got to the waiting area right away before the downpour intensified so I took shelter. I grabbed a handkerchief from the bag to wipe a few drops of rain off my face without accidentally blowing it away. I took a quick step to reach it but at the same time that step was the pounding of a motorcycle. I immediately avoided but in shock I lost my balance.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed at the same time as I fell. I also saw the motorcycle fall and spin.

I forced myself to stand up to help, I knew the motorcyclist was hurt more.

"Brother, are you okay ?!" I asked in a loud voice as I slowly approached it. I can't see his face because he's wearing a helmet.

I helped the man get up when he came in front of it.

"Brother, are you okay?" I repeat.

He took off his helmet and raised an eyebrow at me. I was momentarily stunned and examined its face; moderately thick eyebrows that fit the tip of the nose, reddish lips, and even more so the relatively thin gray eyes. How did such a handsome creature come to be here in Sta. Monica? there are many handsome people in Wilford .. but the man in front of me doesn't seem ordinary.

“Are you stupid ?!” rebuked the man who returned to my court. It's anger. "You're just crossing without looking to see if there is a car or not ?!"

Like a moon my admiration for the future disappeared immediately. My ears tingled as the wind blew me away. Do you call me a fool ?!

"W-what are you?" can't believe my question yet. “Hey Mister, I'm hurt too, ah! And then look at my uniform, it's dirt! who can drive so fast you think he's on the road! ”

The man's eyebrows arched, p-um-laster on his lips the seemingly irritated smile and he waved at me.

“And now it’s my fault. Hey Miss, do you know how much ‘my motor’ is? even if you work all your life, you won’t be able to pay for that! ”

I looked at the motor. I was secretly devastated when I saw that the left side-mirror was broken. I don't know what the brand of motor is but based on the class it looks expensive.

I think the look caught my eye when the man stood up. It turned the motor. It's so tall. Maybe it’s a basketball player. Its cool.

Later, the man started the motor and cut it. I would have protested but it quickly disappeared from my sight. annoyed I stomped on the road and wept as the gaze followed the path taken by the man.

Seriously, it’s very antipathetic. The bad habit. Not even sorry! I almost crashed, hmmmp! Maybe Wilford is also studying that. The yabang eh!

Author’s POV

Maxine's nose seemed to be smoking with annoyance when she got home to the mansion. His mother was surprised to see him, although she was not only curious, she also did not want to tell the story.

After taking a bath, Maxine dried her hair. he faces the small mirror that sits on the table next to the double deck.

"Son, what time do you come in?" asked his Mother Perlita. It has a paper holder.

“This afternoon,‘ Mom. Why? ”

“You are the grocery store first. I’m going to clean the master’s bedroom, eh. ”

"All right."

Maxine stood up and headed for the cabinet. She put a little powder on her face, combed her hair over her shoulders and took the paper to Mother afterwards.

Maxine went to the vegetable’s section FIRST. He looked again at the list Mother had made before starting to choose. he was about to pick up a whole cabbage in the hand of whom he had touched. She didn't mind turning to the owner.

"You?!" Maxine exclaimed when she met the man. Is it for everyone ?!

To be continued....