Chapter 48

"I was least expecting to get an invitation from your college," Volca said. Auran stood there grinning at her. Flashing teeth, correcting his glasses. His emerald eyes shining bright. He looked proud of what he had done.

"I suggested you," said Auran.

"Why would you do that?" she asked him folding her arms against her chest. She was wearing a low waist blue jean and a white top that exposed her waistline. Her free hair lying over her shoulders. Her eyes looked a little puffy from all the crying.

"You are talented, I mean look, you are famous, your cakes are so good," he kept going.

"Oh wait you have never had my cakes before," Volca said.

"about that, oh.. hmm well, er.." he stumbled upon the words. "hey look we maybe frienimies, but talent should be appreciated, plus we have plenty of time to eat your cakes, you live in my house anyway,"