CHAP 7

I confidently strode down the hallway wearing a simple backless top and a short fairy skirt. Tracking down the classroom where my favorite professor was teaching. Mind the sarcasm.

Two days passed, and during that time I did not attend any class. I spent my time relaxing and catching up on some projects that have been on my mind since I returned from the Philippines. I am a fashion designer, and I have my own clothing line. Even though it was not extremely famous, I could say that it was known somehow. I have four branches, two in America and two here in the Philippines.

Hindi na ako nag-abalang kumatok at basta na lang pumasok sa loob ng silid. Katulad noon, agad na tumama sa akin ang paningin ni Zachary sa kalagitnaan ng kaniyang pagtuturo. Umigting ang panga niya at matalim akong tiningnan.

"Ms. Rodriguez," he mumbled and looked at his watch. "Are you aware that you are thirty minutes late for my class?" He raised his eyebrow and scanned me from head to toe.

One thing I liked about