Chapter III The One Who Falls Loses

The world of animals is in constant search for prey, if not, a mate. To prove that one is deserving of attention, animals must compete. Must be the tough, strong and worthy.

I might not be a at the top of the herd, but I'm deserving of a notable one. Or at least that what is running on my mind. Silly me for thinking about it. As such it made me think of a strategy.

The one that falls loses.

And so the strategic planning begins.

First strategy: Ignore. Ignore all advances.

And thus the execution starts.

Sitting at the furthermost corner of the room, feeling relieved that there shall not be any disturbance while Im reading a new classic book. Then...

Miss Anne!

Miss Anne!

Miss Anne!

Chit. So this crazy man's approach is to be outspoken. A complete opposite of what I'm trying to do. A complete recipe for me to lose the game.

Getting back to my senses from his annoying calls, I stared at him for a long time. A deathly stare. To my disappointment he did not drop dead.

"Good morning". That is all I can say, as I am giving off the energy that he must leave me alone.

Without waiting for his reply I turn my back and continued reading.

"What is the book about? I'm into books too. Though I get easily bored when reading and so I have audio book app", he resumed.

Once I answer him this will continue on perpetually, and such my strategy will prove to be useless. Thus, shoving him the cover of the book shall keep him off the hook.

One minute.

Two minutes.

He strikes again!

"Miss Anne!I wonder where you usually go after break. I don't see you around the cafeteria either." interrupts Jeremy, to my relief. Well not really my relief since he is a man girl. Once he saw an opening he will undoubtedly leave yourself broken.

"Hmmm. I have four hours of vacant time and I use most reading in the plaza. As for the lunch I indulge myself with the fast foods surrounding it. If you might ask if I'm alone there? The answer is yes. If I want company? I would be happy if you are more than willing to undertake the service", I replied, intentionally making it long, to see the surprised demeanor of crazy guys face.

Which is a mistake.

A very, crazy stupid mistake on my part.

"If only I could accompany you but its so happen that i have straight class", Jeremy hurried on and speaking carefully so as not to distress me. Not understanding that I need no company.

"I can go", crazy guy cutting on the conversation.

"Heey, we are in the same class Vance, I dont think you can go with her. Also why didnt you take the next subject Anne? Wont it be better for you to take that too? Its a waste. Don't get me wrong I meant it in a good way.", Jeremy buts in, saving me again.

"That is true. I want to enrol as much units as I can but I dont feel I'm ready, with all the paper works we are doing, my hands are already full", smiling at Jeremy, thankful at him.

Getting back, it is not the right timing to say, " Jeremy our professor isn't around for the next subject, maybe we can go together at the plaza with Anne", Vance, to my surprise continued.

This crazy, Vance is getting on my nerves. And to my blood! My mind is saying Jeremy save me.

But to my horror. He agreed.

Without any choice I let them all join in.

I see myself ordering chicken, lumpia, rice, macaroni soup, spaghetti, mashed potato, sundae and a coke float.

"Sis can you really that?", Eleanor asked, the only girl apart from me with the look of surprise in her face.

"Yes, its the usual that I order", casually responding to her query.

I busied myself on eating while they are busy on their chats.

After some time, I notice an aura, a greedy aura that tells me he wants something on my plate.

"Are you saving the chicken skin for the last?" Or do you possibly dont want it? If you dont want it can I have it?"

Is this really Vance asking so nonchalantly?

What is this predicament?

If I give it to him would it mean that our friendship are sealed?

Like in the anime where when you share sakes its like a blood compact for brotherhood.

Its not like Im eating it anyway. And so...

"Here, you can have it, Im not really fond of that particular part", as I offer him the skin that I have set aside.

"There, thank you, and promise me if we dine again only me should be the end receiver of the skin."

"I promise."

And thus my resolve shattered.

Must forego with the next strategy.