Berella Vista.

“Bella?”

I heard mom calling me behind the door just after she knocked on it.

“Coming, mom,” i answered with my hoarsed voice.

I stretched my arms as i sit down after i open my eyes and tapped my mouth as i yawn.

I checked the time then get up of the bed to go towards the bathroom so i could brush my teeth and take a bath.

The warm rays of the morning sun filled the edges of the room so the sun rays also hit my hazel eyes which lightened it color.

I look at my reflection in the mirror as i can feel the coldness from the water as soon as i finished brushing my teeth.

I turned around to finally take a bath in the bathtub. So what if i get in the school late? It won't be a lot of worry for someone who broken like me.

I know it sounds cringe and almost sound like a playful bitter sentence but that just how i truly feel.

My ex-boyfriend, Caleb Ruis, our campus's face just broke up with me after he get tired of me. He says that all i do is get jealous over Camila—his girl best friend when there's nothing to worry or jealous about.

But he also can't get me! I get jealous for a reason.

Who will not get jealous when your boyfriend kiss other girl right in front of you?

And says not to worry because they're just friends! But now, all around the campus—it was said that the two were dating now. Just great, right.

I released a contended sigh, “Actually, that's not what makes me broken. Why would Camila do it for real with him?”

Camila is my cousin in mother side and also my best friend, the one whom i'm closest with. I would like to confront her and say; didn't you know our girls code? But of course, she won't get me. She will be likely to reason and tell me i'm paranoid, overacting and just want us to fight.

I let a sigh out again. It's fine, Berella. What she steal you isn't a man im the first place. It's a trash. She just clean it for you but not, they're both trash so, it's much better to stay away from them. Still, it's kind of good riddance.

I reached for my favorite body wash, the sweetness from it filled the room like a cloud.

Once i finished, i immediately wear our monday to friday uniform. And also my black shoes that have three inches heels.

I comb my natural layered ash brown hair.

“Mom? What did you cook for breakfast?”

She smiled, “I didn't cook because i wake up late too so i just did some sandwich. You can just buy a food in your campus's canteen, right?”

I grimace and just nodded. She don't work since it's my poster father who worked for us even if they're already divorced and all she do the whole day is either shop with her friends or have fun in clubs.

Plus that all the house chores are finished when she'll return home because i had them done already.

I get two sandwiches and ate them. I look at mom and frowned when I saw a red mark on her neck. Of course, she returned home late with another new guy.

I lost my appetite yet still finished eating so that she won't say anything. I could feel the hard solid in my throat.

“I'm going to school now.”

She tsked, “Did you really have to go to school? Why don't you just find some rich old businessman around and get married with—?!”

I sighed, “Mom, seriously?”

She rolled her eyes and turned around while combing her hair using her fingers.

“I'm going now,” i said but it's as if it didn't even get to her as she just ignored it.

I sighed and just left home. As i was walking, the warmth and coldness of the air mixed as i take a step.

While walking, i was also thinking about the things we would be discussing in the class right now. When i arrived, i wasn't late yet not early too, just in time.

“Bella! I'm glad you're here,” Nethra greeted.

I smiled, “Is the professor already around?”

“Oh, didn't you know? There's no professor to check around right now since some left our campus to fight another campus! So, that means there will be changes of professor to happened.”

I blinked as i didn't remember that day is today.

“It's today?”

She nodded, “And there's a hawt professors among the choices! I think they're five or something!”

She was about to say something again when someone coughed behind us. When we turn around us, we almost get blinded by the beauty they posses. Especially the one in the middle. His gray eyes screamed his mysterious aura as his eyes are sharp and cold. His lips are thin yet reddish in a sexy masculine type. His skin is fair and clean.

His hair is in taper fade haircut. His clean long-sleeved and his red necktie while he's red coat is on his arms and the other hand that's in his pocket. He's definitely more than a ten!

“Perhaps, it's actually six, miss?” unexpectedly, he's the one that asked.

Nethra gulped as she looked at me, “I-I don't think so though, Professor. Since all i can remember is there's the one with gray eyes—and i-it's obviously you! Then, a bright brown eyes, blue eyes, deep brown eyes and someone with almost black eyes.”

The one with green eyes grimace as he smile in pain, “I'm fine—Ha! You just forget me, i-i'm fine. I-I swear, i'm fine.”

His voice sounds like he's about a cry though. What a playful professor we will have.

“I'm Etheran Louivs Valestor, your professor. So now, may you enter the room, huh,” his baritone masculine voice asked.

We gulped, “Y-Yes, Professor.”