Chapter 2.2

Classes for final year students start to cease by this week. I have submitted my last dissertation to Professor Smith. I'm meeting him tomorrow because he said he got something to talk to me about. Fingers crossed that it's not something bad!

On another note, our maid Mason, I kind of find him cute. He is tanned and a solid sports player. But I'm pretty sure mom and dad would kill me if ever they find out I like a maid.

Mason, too, is very timid whenever he talks to me. "Ms. Chopin..." "Call me Nala, Mason." "Nala, you're so beautiful but you can't talk to me like this. Mr. and Mrs. Chopin would get mad at both of us."

Hmm. But I really do like him. Sighs.