"You're Keila, right?"
Keila looked up fom checking the paper of the students and met Melanie's eyes. She nodded her head and smiled a little just to not look like she was rude. "Yes, why?"
Melanie beamed, extending her hand. "Great! I'm Melanie Dela Cruz, I'm from Oliver College, a classmate of Jerry, and an English major like you. Sir Hottie told me to get along with you because you're also under his surveillance."
Keila, though, hesitant accepted her hand and shook it. It was very smooth, like the skin of a baby. She supposed Melanie was never used to doing dishes and had everything prepared for her as soon as she woke up. She was like a modern princess while she was the complete opposite.
"Nice to meet you, Melanie."
"Nice to meet you too. Anyway, Sir Hottie also said that we sh
