One week has passed since the incident and the street that I’ve walked on has installed CCTV and new lights. Thankfully. My father was scared when he got the news that I almost got harmed so he sent complaints to the rightful authority about it.  I'm glad he did. I somehow feel safe now. Good thing my dad really cares about me and my safety.  It’s Saturday morning, no classes since it is the weekend and I am on my way to Mama Eve. We agreed that I will assist her in cooking this time and she will teach me the recipe for her spaghetti and creme caramel pudding.  I am excited about this! I will get to know the recipe of the best spaghetti I have ever tasted.  When I arrived at her little restaura

  Ace’s POV I’m just here hanging out in my office. Today is just an ordinary day for me. My legs are resting on the table while my chair is inclined. I am just basically waiting for my next meeting. I don’t have that much to do. This is one of the most boring jobs, to be honest. I know CEO is a big word, a fancy title. But not for me. This is not what I want.  My routine here is signing, listening to people talk, signing again, then approving new projects, and signing again.  Tiring.  I know I should be thankful since I never lose a single drop of sweat to climb my way up here, but it was never my dream. This is just my dad's decision. It sounded so privileged but rich people got problems too. 

“Is that your boyfriend?” I heard Ace talking while I’m busy opening my gate. I got startled for a bit. “What? No.” I frowned at him. Clyde? My boyfriend? I don't even see him as one. He's like a brother to me.  “Then why did he hug you?” I frowned even more. What's wrong with hugging?“He’s just a childhood friend.” I told him. He looked at me suspiciously. I looked at him like that too. “I’ll tell your father.” He threatened jokingly. I rolled my eyes and laughed. “Go on.. Tell him..” I said. They know him.

Today is my birthday! I woke up at exactly 10:00 am in the hotel where my birthday will be celebrated. I slept early last night since I have to have that ‘Beauty sleep’. I am thankful that I slept early. I feel calmer. The party will start at 4:30pm, so I still have a lot of time to prepare myself. I checked my phone. A lot of people have been texting me their greetings, some posted on my f******k wall and i*******m. and somehow, that made me feel special. This is the first birthday that I really feel like it really is my birthday. It's like the world is celebrating with me and they know my existence.  I put my glasses on to start my day. I went to my parent’s hotel room to have breakfast.

Today, Lunan and I found out that the cooking contest that we participated in last time is not yet over. We were not shocked about that since the prize is too good to be true for that kind of minimal effort. Yes, it is minimal despite us having a mini-mental breakdown because of our spilled product but compared to the prize, it's still not worth it.I mean, for me, it’s fair to have another contest since the prize of having a scholarship to a Culinary School in France is big deal, they have to pick the best student. The University decided that they still have to evaluate the students who passed the first contest. I think we were 20 pairs and only 5 got included in this final test. Lunan and I were sprinting on our way now to the bulletin board to see who got in. "Excuse me!" Lunan