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REAL CHAPTER TWO!!

Van's POV.

I woke up feeling like a mess, which I really am. I felt my shirt restraining my body because it circled around my body. Oh gosh, I must move a lot while I sleep.

The clothes that were left folded now in a disheveled manner. Oh my, I really do move a lot whilst asleep.

Ooh gosh, what do I do now.

I looked at the alarm clock beside my bed.

Fucking 6:37 pm!

How come I didn't heard it ringing?

Don't tell me!

Ugh, I forgot to set up my alarm.

I planted my feet on my carpeted floor. Wriggling my feet to make my feet crack in sound.

Reluctantly standing because my tempting bed is laying comfortably.

I went down stairs to find Lucy sitting on the comfy sofa watching TV.

"Why the hell you didn't wake me up?!", I asked in an angry manner.

"Oh my gosh sir.", She quickly stood up and scrambled around to do something like stupidly patting the coffee table to remove the inexistent dust.

"Sir, your mother told me to do so, uhm... and... Your mother only told me that I should make you breakfast and tell you she's away for a vacation.", She spoke, her voice shaking.

"Why the hell would she say that?--", I asked aloud, because my ever annoying mother.

"Whatever, I'm eating and oh. Can you fold my designer clothes and stuff them in my bag?", I asked.

"Right away sir.", then she ran upstairs.

I made my way to the breakfast bar. My eyes popped out in amazement.

Wow.

Is this what I get when I don't wake up early for shoots?

This is absolute heaven!

Bacons, hams, eggs, and pancakes!

What a feast!

The reason why I'm so surprised at this peasant feast is because I don't usually eat this type of food.

I usually get coffees and salads and other shitty nutritious shit as recommended by my manager.

But now I'm free.

I devoured the food like there was no tomorrow. Due to my slowness in eating, I didn't realize I was running late for school.

I walked to the sink to wash my hands, and shook my hands to remove the excess water.

"Lucy are my things ready?", I shouted at her.

After a few minutes, she was carrying my luggage with her two hands. Looks like it's kinda heavy.

I waited for her to bring it down before I rushed to upstairs to my bedroom.

Our house is pretty big, so it'll probably take you minutes before you reach your destination.

Probably because it's a mansion. I brought for us after my first earned money at showbiz.

My mom was so proud of me those days. Now she thinks I'm some kind of mess. Influencing the children to be like me.

After reaching my bedroom, the clothes that were scattered are now hidden in my closet.

But I saw my boots beside my couch. So I picked it up and placed it above my bed. Lucy must have forgotten.