"I'm scared." I was gripping on Aarav's hand, looking around the pastry school that was buzzing with humans.
This surrounding feels so unfamiliar and uncomfortable, making me feel so nervous.
It's my first day in class and I have my tote bag filled with things I might need.
A book, stationary, my purse, my phone, a small set of kitchen knives they gave and pepper spray that was given by Aarav.
He said to spray to anyone that tries to harm me. He made a big list on how it would feel and I nodded, trying to understand him.
I was even wearing my chef's coat, making me feel so proud that I have one. Aarav took my picture this morning when I wore it.
"There's nothing to be scared of. It's just humans." Aarav shrugs, looking at me and I felt so out of place.
"What if I'm too dumb? What if I don't get any friends? I'm scared." I mumbled, gripping on his arm and I actually teared up.
It was too many people and I felt so bad.
I don't have any education since I was small, how am I suppose to interact with all these brilliant humans?
"Ira, look at me." I looked at Aarav, wiping off my tears because I was so scared.
"Everyone starts dumb. You're here to learn exactly like them, that's why it's called a school. Don't be scared, you will be amazing. I will wait here until you finish your class, okay?"
"It's 4 hours. You don't have to stand too long. Go home." I said shaking my head and he cracks a small smile, kissing my forehead.
"It's nothing new. I'll wait here. Good luck and be safe." I nodded, hugging him tightly and he rubs my back, giving me a kiss again.
I waved him goodbye, clutching on my schedule and routes to go to the classes. He had a smile, waving back at me and I turned, huffing and tried to be brave.
The school was huge, making me feel confused but somehow I managed to find my first class, which is an introduction to the whole course.
I joined in with other peers, looking around the huge room but the name was ballroom.
I was excited to have a table and chair to study, making me crack a smile by myself and we were given booklets for the whole course.
I felt happy, holding on the booklet and realising that I am going to study now. I'm actually studying for real.
I took out my notebook that Aarav bought for me and I sent a quick text that I got in the class before putting my phone away.
The pastry chef explained what we will be learning for this 6 months and how the classes would be.
We were shown the classes, which room is where and how to handle foods, homework.
I was feeling overwhelmed by so much information in the same time but I managed to write down the important informations.
We were brought to the kitchen that made me so happy, being awe on how pretty and huge it was.
"This is exciting!" I looked beside me, finding a girl and I smiled, nodding my head at her.
"It is! I'm Ira." I said introducing myself because Aarav said I should introduce myself and smile at new people. It's okay to say hi first.
"I'm May! Nice to meet you." She smiled, giving me a fist bump and I chuckled, just taking it.
The chef started with a basic recipe right away and I was so excited to wear the apron, checking my things and held on to my notebook, focusing on how he makes the pastry dough.
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My Bodyguard
RomanceLife is just like that. No light or shine, just darkness. Would I ever see what is behind this tall, dark walls? Will I ever see the person behind those footsteps?