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Someone knocked my door in the middle of the night.

I rubbed my eyes and get up from my bed to see who's that person could be.

"Oh it's you." I said without any hype feelings. "What do you need?" I yawned.

"Cook me a midnight food." He ordered. He's wearing a white v-neck shirt and a black shorts.

"Actually, I want a special chicken cur---"

"I don't know how to cook." I said right away.

"I don't believe in you. You're a poor human being so I know you can cook." Seth said dragging me to the kitchen. He also get the equipment and tools for cooking.

No one was on the kitchen expect for us.

"I didn't realize that there was a game called stare the cooking tools." He chuckled sarcasticallty.

He do have a point. Poor persons can cook. But how should I act?

"Don't tell me you don't know how to cook because you're from a rich and wealthy family." Seth grabbed the fan from the cabinet.

Damn! Should I say the real objective? But if I tell him, the plan of my dad and I will be ruin and I will let him down.

But, Maybe I can explain it to him and we keep it secret. But that's not what Seth Rollins do.

I'm pretty sure he will shout out my plan to the world. He's a rude and a bad guy remember.

I just cook a chicken curry even though I don't know how to.

Seth looked what I was cooking and suddenly he smirked, an evil smirk of Seth Rollins.

"Come on! Finish it! I'm starving." He complained rubbing his tummy.

I think its the perfect time to insert my revenge on him.

Maybe if I add some 'unique and delicious' other ingredients to this chicken curry he will eat, he'll definitely vomit in heaven!

Ahahaha! Right! That's it.

I looked for something inside the refrigerator. There's a lot of foods and drinks in it.

I grabbed a few garlics, smelly cheese and a grape wine, put them on the fan and stir it gently.

I couldn't wait for him to taste this special yummy dish.

After a few minutes, it was done.

"Here is your chicken curry!" I said with a huge grin on my face holding the small bowl of chicken curry.

He grabbed a spoon and put it on the bowl.

Damn! Eat it right now, Rollins!

"You know what, I think I'm not hungry anymore." He smirked.

Whaaaaaat!!???

"But I made this for you."

"I know but you can just eat it." He smiled wickedly.

"But---"

"No buts, Eat all."

What the hell! Did he caught me pouring the bad ingredients? Or is it he just know how to cook a chicken curry?

"I'm not hung---"

"I said eat it."

"Fine! Whatever!" He quickly gave me the bowl and I slowly smell it.

Damn! It smells like spoiled butter chiciken!

"Eat it now!" He command, stopping himself from laughing.

This night was the worst day of my life!

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"Miss Ridson!" I was back on my self when Prof. Wendy called me.

"Present!" I said immediately.

"Presence of mind, Miss. Ridson." She glared at me.

Damn! I didn't sleep well last night because of that Chicken curry I ate and just because of HIM.

"HAHAHA! If you still want to take a revenge on me then better luck next time." Seth said in a low voice and laughed quietly.

"Starting tomorrow, you will have a reporting." Our tiny prof. declared.

Reporting in the first week of class? Seriously?

"Who wants to volunteer to be the first reporter?" I really thought that nobody would raised a hand but HE did.

"Yes, Mr. Rollins?"

"Don't get me wrong. I just want to nominate a student who will be the first reporter."

"Then who could be that?" Our ugly teacher asked.

Damn, that feeling tho. That nervous feeling!

He smirked evilly on me. Shit! Don't tell me....

"Charlotte Ridson for the first reporter!"

Fv k you, Seth Rollins!

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The bell rang, meaning its break time. I was about on my way when HE, once again called me.

"Hey!" He approached me. "Where do you think you're going, my personal maid?" Seth lifted his left eye brow up.

"I'm obviously going to have a lunch, stupid."

"Who said you'll have your lunch first? Order first a dish for me. My favorite dish one." He told me in an authorized tone.

We make our way to the cafeteria with Roman Reigns. I didn't realized before that they are best friends.

"What dish should I order, boss?" I asked stupidly.

"My favorite dish." He said giving to me his credit card.

"Then what's that?"

"Guess it."

"What?!"

"Faster! Order a food now, you turtle!"

"Ugh!" I groaned.

I went to the lunch maker and ordered the most expensive dish they've got here.

"Here!" I placed the dish on the table and gave back his credit card. But he just stated it.

"What's this? I don't eat spicy beef steaks. Go get order another one!"

I went back to the lunch maker and asked what Seth Rollins' favorite food. Gladly, he told me.

I went back to their table and place the dish.

"What's this? Sweet and sour butterfly fillet?"

"Yeah, you're favorite food."

"I changed my mind, I don't want to eat my favorite food today. Buy me another dish!"

For the third time, I ordered the second expensive dish on their kitchen but he refuse to eat it again so I tried to get a new one but he just threw it.

"Special pork and beans, please." I said to the lunch maker.

"You again?" The lunch maker leered at me, putting that dish on my bowl.

"Yeah, he said he doesn't like all of the dishes I ordered so I'm here to buy another one."

I went back to him and gave it.

"You're late. Lunch time was done." He chuckled and walked away with Roman on his side.

Fvck! What's next, bad boy?

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Miss A's NOTE: this chapter is damn fuckin' long!!! The longest chapter in the book. Woooo 😍  So long~