Chapter 2

Cassandra entered inside the café and walked to the counter where the foods were served. She was done with her lessons for the morning and now it was recess.

Just as she was about to place her usual order for bread sandwich and orange juice, she suddenly remembered the young man's words from earlier and changed her order to two cans of yogurt. The students, who knew her and what she usually ordered, now looked at her with curiosity as to why she had changed it all of a sudden.

The Georgina's University was a high and reputable institution. Only for the richest and the smartest. It was a very big and spacious school. Though it was a university by name, it contained high and middle school too. The exteriors of the university part of the school was glassy and blue. Admirable and gorgeous. Everything was free, and that was why the school fees was an amount Cassandra had never seen, even in her dreams.

It was a woman who owned the school, but she was late now.

Cassandra had entered the school through scholarship and the school's sponsorship, because she was extremely smart. Even though a few times she was bullied and belittled by rich students, she couldn't care less nor even think of speaking back to them which made her boring in everyone's eyes, so they let her be, not knowing that was her tactic to get away from being bullied and from everyone in the school. She was classified as a 'loner'. She had no close friends in the school, and only waved at few people she talked to.

The cafeteria was big with up to hundred tables-of-four and even more. The place was brimming with white lights all around and it was simply very comfortable. Cassandra sat on the empty table she saw. She opened the can yogurt, she was also given a straw, so she took a sip using the straw.

"Mm, Lord! This is so good! How didn't I never order it?!" She asked no one in particular. She drank the whole two cans and made a mental note to take another two as she was leaving.

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After leaving the cafeteria, she entered the closest elevator she saw. She pressed the highest floor button. She wanted to see the Director of the University.

After Mrs Georgia — the previous owner of the school — had died in a fatal car accident, the current director was appointed by the her husband, though the school still belonged to her, in name.

The current director was a young man, in his late twenties. He was still young and looked so full of life, most of the third and fourth year students admired and were smitten by him.

Cassandra got out of the elevator and walked the way to his office. It was only the Director's and Executive Director's office that were present in the highest floor and she wasn't sure if there was an appointed executive director yet. The school was still talking about it. Cassandra knocked on the door and when she got his permission, she opened the door and entered inside.

She saw as he was seated behind his office desk, looking as serious as ever as he typed on his laptop. "Good afternoon, Mr Tate." She greeted him.

Tate lifted his eyes off his laptop to the beauty before him. He couldn't speak as he was entranced her. She was so beautiful with her fair skin and cherry pink hair and those eyes... Though they looked so sunken yet they were still bright and beautiful. She was average in height. He couldn't make out her body shape, as she wore a black flair skirt and light blue button up shirt that didn't hug her body, but he knew she had a beautiful body inside those dressing.

"Good afternoon Ms...?" He pressed for her name with his smooth voice.

"Cassandra." She replied and he nodded, not for once taking his eyes of her, but as clueless as Cassandra was, she didn't read any meaning to it. "I wanted to ask... Is the female hostel still available?" She asked him.

Tate finally took his eyes off her. He opened one of the desk's drawers and retrieved another laptop, a smaller sized laptop compared to the one on his desk, "Let's see..." He said as he clicked on the keypads of the laptop, "Yes dear, female hostel is still available." He replied and relaxed on his office chair to get a better view of her.

"Oh, I would like to ask, how much is it cost?" She fiddled with her fingers, but not out of anxiety, it was a habit.

"Oh..." He looked as though he was thinking, then said, "A hundred and fifty thousand dollars, dear. But then that's the amount for sharing. Normally, it's four students in a hostel room. But if you want the room for yourself, then it's six hundred thousand dollars." He said.

Cassandra wanted to laugh out loud. What did she expect coming to a rich man's university as a poor scholar? "Ehm, okay. Thank you for your time." She turned around and saw Mr Tate's office doorknob being pushed open without being knocked on. Then she saw him. The red haired man she had encountered earlier this morning. He walked towards her direction, still holding that cute little thing in his arms. She smiled brightly before waving to him and then walking out of the office.

Elijah, who was rendered speechless by her behaviour towards him, looked at Tate who had this "what's going on look" on his face.

"Do you two know eachother?" Tate asked Elijah.

Elijah sat on one of the couch in Tate's office, making himself comfortable as hell. "Mm. We do know eachother." He replied as he rested his head at the top of the soft couch. "What did she come for?"

"Nothing much. She just came to ask for the price of a hostel room. I think she wants to live in the school." Tate replied to his question.

"Mm." Elijah hummed. He looked as though he was tired, but he wasn't, he was just lazy.

"It still surprises me that you actually agreed to your father's request of being the executive director of the school." Tate left his office chair to go sit across Elijah, on another soft couch.

Apparently, who Elijah was waiting for earlier in the morning was none other than Tate. The two knew and were close to eachother. Although Tate was older than Elijah with two years, as he was twenty eight years of age while Elijah was twenty six, but that didn't ruin the close friendship they shared, nor did it bring any form of disrespect.

"What can I say? He forced me, and it's my mother's school anyway. I'm doing it for her." He shrugged. He let Ted go, the cute puppy started running around the office, but he was trained well enough, by Elijah, not to make a mess outside his home.