Chapter 3

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"Yes, sir. How am I of service to you?"

Sir Cedrick Goldenhart, he's short and plump, also fully enwrapped in dark chocolate flesh.

Truly unattractive for me.

Fierce eyes laid on me as he spoke in a gentle manner, "Kindly feed my dogs tonight. I've been invited to Sir Ryian's birthday party and probably be home late."

How come I didn't know about the school director's birthday! It isn't a confidential information, right?

"Oh, sure. Yes, sir. I will." I responded straightaway.

"Thank you and take care Miss Katie."
he stated and flashed a genuine smile.

HE SMILED. I cannot believe he smiled. I always thought he never knew how to smile.

I blinked twice as he swiftly turned around and started walking but after several steps, he suddenly paused.

Looking over his shoulder, he announced, "Miss Katie, I left pizza for you in the guard house. You may share it with your friend, Mr. Strongwill if I'm not mistaken."

Oh, I've been blessed !
I love being a student assistant !
Free tuition plus allowance plus free food equals beyond blessed !

"Yes, I will. Thank very much for your kindness sir." said I, smiling sweetly.

He nodded and strolled along the bright golden trees, greeting every student that he encounters along the way.

His last name suits him best.

"Katie, huh? that's a beautiful name."
- Francis stated, grinning.

"Thank you." I replied plainly

"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady."

"Whatever you say."

I quickly stood up saying, "Come on, let's get that pizza."

"You go first, I'll get my bag inside the classroom."

"Okay." I replied in haste

Pizza, I'm coming !

Without a second thought, I grabbed my denim bag, ready to run when he spoke, "And uhm, Katie."

"Hmm?"

"It was nice meeting you."

I simply smiled and went off, away from Francis.

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GUARD HOUSE

"Good day, Mr. Bart ." I stated, panting.

"Hello there, young lady. It seems that you are such in a hurry today."

"Hahaha" - we both laughed.

"Oh, I got pretty excited with the thought of eating pizza." I chuckled.

"Yes, yes. The one that Sir Cedrick placed on my table. I was about to eat it, thinking it was for me. But when I saw your name written on a sticky note, I was like nah. " he spoke, reinacting what he did when he first saw it.

Oh, Mr. Goldenhart uses sticky notes.

"Hahaha" - we both had a good laugh.

I took a step closer to Mr. Bart's table, it's made up of narra wood, strong and sturdy. Directly above it lay a white box, waiting to be opened by me.

YES ! MY PIZZA !

On the note, it reads

Dear Miss Katie,

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