The Maid And The Young Master

Chapter 8: The First Day Of School

I froze in place as I heard the young master tell me to get into his car. I managed to say, "It's okay, sir. I can just ride the jeepney--"

I heard the younger master say, "Suit yourself," before driving away. I didn't even get the chance to finish what I had to say. It doesn't matter. I can get to school myself.

When I arrived at the school, I met with my two friends Wendy and Yna. Yna is from a relatively wealthy family, while Wendy is from a middle-class family, and like me, is a scholar in the school.

I met my two friends by chance. I first saw Wendy at the orientation for scholarship students during freshman year, and we sat right next to each other without talking. During the lunch break, we sat at the same table in the cafeteria and ate together. After the orientation, I finally got the courage to talk to her and introduced myself. It turns out that Wendy is extremely shy. Once we started talking to each other, we found many things in common, and we just clicked.

I met Yna a few weeks into our sophomore year. She's a transfer student, and despite being rich and beautiful, she was not very confident. I would later find out her parents had just gotten separated, which prompted her transfer. Her mom got primary custody of her, and they moved into a house near the school.

We got assigned as lab partners in biology class, and after a few weeks of awkward silences and conversation, we started to grow on each other and became close friends. I introduced her to Wendy, and the three of us have been inseparable since.

Yna finally gained back her confidence and got into the cheerleading team. Despite that, she remained friends with Wendy and me.

We hugged and greeted each other immediately, and my friends can't wait to tell me how their summer vacation has been. Yna spent the whole summer with her dad, and they vacationed in Europe. Wendy, on the other hand, got to go to various beaches in the country.

Except for my two best friends, no one in school knew that I was working for the Santiago's as a maid. Despite this, they never treated me differently. They even helped me out sometimes when I didn't have enough money to pay for stuff in school. I made sure to always pay them back as soon as I could. They never gave me a hard time for it and never made me feel like a lesser person because I was poor.

I was so happy for my friends that they enjoyed their summer. They didn't ask me anymore what I did because they knew before the break that I was going to be working at the mansion all summer.

All of a sudden, a shiny black car arrived, and all eyes were on it. I recognized it immediately as the young master's car. When he got out of his car, I heard a few gasps of admiration as they saw the handsome man.

Yna held onto our arms and said, "Oh my, he's so hot. I wonder who that is?"

I acted uninterested as I said, "That's my boss' youngest son. His name is Zac Santiago. He just recently came back and used to study abroad."

Yna squealed and said, "He lives in that mansion you're working in? That means you get to see him every day in school and at work too? How lucky!"

I shrugged and replied, "Well, he doesn't stay in the mansion that often. He's usually out before I start working and hasn't come home before I leave, so I don't usually get to see him that much."

The truth is, even if I didn't see the young master that often, I already saw a lot of him. I felt goosebumps as I remembered seeing how big he was that one time. That was the moment that I realized what Nica was referring to when she said, 'He must be big.'

As the other students couldn't stop looking at the hot specimen in front of them, I just kept my head down and looked at my notebook, memorizing my class schedule.

When I looked up, I saw the young master looking at me. His expression was blank, but he kept staring until a few girls stepped in front of him and started talking to him.

I sniggered as I saw that it was the head cheerleader, Regina, and her friends who approached the young master. She's one of the most beautiful girls in our school, and I wouldn't be surprised if the young master became interested in her.

Yna crossed her arms and said, "Looks like Regina already set her sights on Zac."

Wendy, who was eating a sandwich, stopped chewing and said, "Wait, isn't she with Terrence?"

Terrence is the captain of the basketball team. He also played soccer and was the junior prom king, with Regina being the junior prom queen. They were boyfriend and girlfriend last year and seemed like the perfect match.

Yna moved closer and said, "No, they actually broke up during the summer break. I'm not sure why, but Regina posted a few pictures on her i********: with a new guy. She deleted all her pictures with Terrence, and they stopped following each other."

I shook my head as I tried to look interested. The truth is, I couldn't care less about their social life. I don't even have an i********: account. I created a f*******: account just because some of the assignments were posted by the teacher via a group chat there. I don't use it for anything else, and I haven't posted any pictures aside from the profile picture which Yna took of me without my knowledge. It looked okay, so I agreed to post it.

It was almost time for our first class, so I stood up and invited my friends to head to our classroom. I wanted to get the best seat in the middle if possible, so I usually like to come into class early. The seats you take on your first day become your unofficial seats for the rest of the school year.

I was glad that there weren't a lot of students in class yet, so I pulled my friends towards the middle seats in the second row. I didn't want to sit in the first row, just in case we get a teacher who's a spitter. My friends usually follow my lead when it comes to class-related decisions since I usually help them with the lessons.

Since freshman year, I have been the top student, and I am running for class valedictorian. Wendy is also an honor student and is among the top 10 in class.

We chatted for a bit until the students started filling in the classroom. I see that Regina and the friends she was with earlier, as well as Terrence and some of his buddies, were also in our class. Their clicks sat on opposite sides of the classroom. It appears that what Yna said is true. They might have broken up and are trying to avoid each other.

Our teacher arrived right on time, and the younger master was walking behind him. For the first time, I got the chance to look at him in his uniform. He looked really good, but he maintained the dangerous aura that he had. He had his backpack hanging on one of his shoulders, and his hair was pulled back neatly. I didn't notice before that he had an undercut because he always had his hair down on the sides.

When he came in, I heard some girls giggling, and no one was even looking at the teacher. All eyes are on the new guy. The teacher asked the young master to introduce himself, and he just said "I'm Zac" before taking a seat along with the jocks. He exchanged fist bumps and shook hands with the other jocks. Regina was waving to him, but he didn't even look her way. 

Our eyes met momentarily before I turned around and paid attention to what the teacher was saying.