Catching my breath, I ran to the classroom that is on the third floor  as fast as I could because I don't want to be late in our second subject wherein my favorite professor , Ma'am Gomez, is in. Her subject is International Marketing which is also an elective subject.

I love her subject because that is my target of specialization once I graduate from college.

I want my business to be known not only in Philippines but also around the globe.

I came to our room where I saw my friends, Louissa and Trina laughing on their seats.

Panting, I peeked to see if Mr. Lim was still there before I headed  to my chair between Loui and Trina.

"Whew! What happened in Strat Management?" I asked them while fanning myself using my hands.

"Oh! You're screwed! Sir Lim was in bad mood! Many of our classmates were absent earlier. So, he rewarded us with a pop quiz!Nako!" Trina exclaimed.

"Omg! What was it about? How many items were there?" I asked while flipping on the pages of the book I'm holding.

"Why were you absent earlier, anyway? That is our 1st subject." Louissa asked, shaking her head.

"Darn! I left our take home quiz at home! I don't intend to flunk that test! It's already a giveaway yet I'll gain zero for it!" I ranted.

"Oh my goodness!! Haven't you checked our group chat? It will be submitted tomorrow instead! Ma'am Cuevas is not in today! Her child is sick. According to president." Trina commented.

"WHAT???!" I exclaimed and Ma'am Gomez entered our room with her laptop and the sacred class cards.

"Omg! Is there a recit today??" Louissa whispered, her eyes wide.

"Is that for the other class?" I whispered back and all of us greeted her and sat down.

"Ok, who's ready for graded recitation today?" Ma'am Gomez grinned and the whole class groaned in response.

"Oh, darn!!" We heard Natasha at Flora complained behind us.

I just wished I still remembered what I have read in advance in Good Governance last night!

An hour of lecture had passed and the bell rung signalling the start of the next class for some and lunch break for us.

We all stood up and grabbed our bags and laptop and went to our usual spot in the cafeteria.

Just like our usual routine, we took turns who will watch over our bags and who will order for our foods.

And this time, I'm the lucky one who'll watch over our things.

"I'll have lasagna and sour cream fries. And C2 apple flavor too. Thanks, girls!" I said and handed them my 200 peso bill and stretched my arms after.

Unlike 1st sem, the cafeteria is quieter today, maybe because midterms is fast approaching and most chose to find a quiet place to study and eat at the same time.

After thirty minutes, my two friends brought a tray of our foods.

We did not waste time and started eating.

We ate our food in silence and did not bother to talk over lunch.

Once we are finished, we carried our trays into the empty cart where plates and utensils are being sent to for the CLAY GO policy of the university.

We still have thirty minutes before our next class so we walked some more.

We have only five subjects this semester and 100 hours for OJT in our chosen company.

This November, we only have lecture for two meetings and the rest of the days we are in our respective companies.

All are submitting their applications for their target companies.

"Have you written the application letter for our prospective company? I heard twenty students are allowed to be their interns."  Louissa suddenly mentioned that to us as we arrived in our classroom for our last class today.

"Ah, yes! I really wish we'll make it to the cutoff! 10 students from the other section were already accepted! Maybe this time around, we'll be accepted too." Trina said as we sat on the floor to wait.

We placed our things down and talked about our plans.

"Why don't you work in your own company instead, Sheila?" Trina asked while fixing her skirt. "Hope everyone has their own company, right?"

Me and Louissa just laughed at her remark.

"I don't want special treatments. I cannot do my job if I'm being treated as VIP." I quickly said.

Me and Sheena's parents are the owners of Sizon & Taylor Co. A company  who's responsible in making garments and other materials needed for making gowns and other clothing apparel.

"You have a point there. Your skills and capabilities won't be enhanced if they are looking at your background." Trina agreed.

"There's freak." Louissa whispered to me when she sat down beside me.

I raised my eyes and noticed the person she's referring to browsing the book for our next subject.

Just like before, our classmate whom they call as "freak" was busy reading his book.

Because of his intelligence, many were amazed by him and some were envious of him which is sometimes the reason why he is bullied.

Looked like he noticed me staring at him when he met my eyes.

I broke our eye contact and busied myself on fixing my things inside my bag.

After a few minutes, we stood up and students started going out of our classroom.

Once everybody was out, we directly went to our places and waited for Mr. Toribio.