Someone Somewhere Is Made For You

#8 He is worried because I am hurt

Ella.

I rubbed my left eye.

"Someone's thinking ill of me!" I said and Mama looked at me sternly.

I straightened my spine and concentrated on breakfast again.

"I heard you skipped the Floral class yesterday?"

"Yea...that is...I mean, The project...I was busy with the project these days,"

She looked at me for a moment.

"Since when did you start to have this much interest in your academics?" She asked me.

"I need the internals," I shrugged, trying to look disinterested, Or I know, She's going to be suspicious.

"That guy...Michael, Are you doing your project under him?" her next question made me nearly spill my juice...nearly

"Yea...he's our team leader," I tried to hide the admiration out of my voice.

"I don't like him," Mama looked at me. "He seemed over-smart and arrogant, Don't be too close to him," she looked at me.

I didn't answer.

I know Michael has forced her to drop the charges against Angela, She must've felt angry since no one has ever dared to boss her.

"Michael is okay," I said before I could stop myself. "He's a genius, All professors like him,"

"He is the same guy who tried to block your admission," she said and I choked on my food.

How did she know about it?

Yes, I am very well aware of it. In fact, It was the first time I laid my eyes on him. No, he didn't personally target me.

I was not willing to join the college and Mama had forced me to go there for the admission process along with a bunch of other students.

Michael represented the student body and submitted a petition against granting illegal admissions that the college was going through.

The petition was submitted to the principal of the college when he was having a meeting with the "undeserving" students. Michael looked like a hero at that time.

Anyways, long story short, the principal was replaced and every "additional" student was denied the admission while I somehow got accepted.

It's not any surprise anyway, I am familiarised with this kind of things all the time.

No matter how difficult it is, My Mama will somehow find a way around to do what she wanted.

As a result, I ended up being the last-ranked student in this best college.

I looked at Mama suspiciously.

Looks like she has done some investigation on him!

I took a sip of my drink and took a deep breath as Mama gave me a disapproving look. She waited till I am okay, then continued,