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Chapter 1 ANGIE POV

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"Angie, get up already or you'll be late for school," Mama shouted. I woke up immediately and headed straight to the bathroom to wash up and brush my teeth.

Afterward, I went to the kitchen and saw Mama preparing food. "Go ahead and eat, then take a shower after," she said. I just nodded before eating.

I'm Angie Khale Novestra, the most beautiful girl in the world, just kidding. I'm eighteen years old, in grade 12, and about to go to college soon. My mom works at a café, and she's a single mother.

Yes, a single mother. Mama said my dad left her when she was pregnant with me. I don't know if I should be angry or sad about what Papa did. Wherever Papa is, he's probably happy with his new family now.

After eating, I quickly took a shower. In a few minutes, I was done and dressed in my uniform, carrying my bag downstairs to wear my shoes.

"Angie, here's your 500 pesos allowance. Sorry if this is all I can give you for now. You know we're tight on money, and my salary from work is not enough. I hope you understand, especially since your dad left us," Mama said, her eyes teary. I hugged Mama tightly when I saw her crying.

"Don't worry, even though Dad left us and went to another family, I'm still here, and I won't leave you. Even if I'm stubborn and mischievous, I still do well in school," I said, breaking the hug.

"Yes, even though you're a stubborn and mischievous kid, I'm still proud of you for doing well in school. Just remember what I told you, even though I forbid you from having a boyfriend, don't rush into having one," Mama said, and I nodded.

"Someone's at the door, Ate Sonya," we heard a knock. I recognized the voice immediately. When Mama opened the door, I saw Ashley standing outside.

Ashley and I have been friends since we were kids, and we're still friends now. We never fight about anything, not even about crushes or anything else.

"Good morning, Ate Sonya, hi Angie," I quickly interrupted Mama and said goodbye, telling Mama that we're leaving so we won't be late for school.

Ashley and I always go to school together. "Do you have money with you?" she asked. I nodded in response. "How much?" she asked again.

"500 pesos. I'll use 100 pesos for fare, and I'll bring the rest. I'll save the 300 pesos for tomorrow," I replied. She nodded and we waited for the tricycle to school.

When we got on the tricycle, Ashley talked to me. "Do you know the news last night? The professor said Doc Villavente left for Singapore. It's a shame Doc Villavente is leaving our school."

Doc Villavente is kind to us. Whenever a student feels dizzy or has a headache, he sends them home immediately. "Doc Villavente is really nice to us. Oh well, they'll have to find a replacement for him," she said sadly.

"Who's replacing Doc Villavente?" I asked, curious.

"I'm not sure, but they said the one replacing Doc Villavente is... wait, let me check my messages," she opened her phone and checked. "It says Doc... Ace Oliver Saxvora, but they haven't posted his picture yet." So a guy is replacing Doc Villavente?

"Kids, we're here at school, it's 10 pesos per student," the driver said. We gave him the money and entered the school.

As we entered, we found students whispering to each other.

"I wonder if the one replacing Doc Villavente is handsome?"

"I hope he's handsome, and if he is, I'll marry him right away."

"I miss Doc Villavente."

"It's only in the morning and the ugly ones are already gossiping, probably because beauty is all they have," Ashley whispered to me, but I just ignored what she said and continued walking to our classroom.

Our classroom was noisy and chaotic as usual. "Sigh, this is how our classroom is every day," Ashley said as we walked to our seats.

"Angielyn Khale Novestra, the principal is calling you"...

Madam Principal asked, "Do you know each other?" Ashley replied, "No, Mrs. Davis, we just met yesterday at the market. She almost got assaulted by three men, so she ran and bumped into me." Ashley then recounted the incident where she narrowly escaped being assaulted by three men. In the flashback, she rejected their advances and managed to flee, but ended up colliding with a stranger. The stranger, who turned out to be a doctor, intervened and prevented the assault. Ashley's mother arrived, expressing gratitude to the doctor for his help. The flashback ends, and the principal instructs Ashley to give the doctor a tour of the school. As they leave, Ashley's friend wishes her luck, and the doctor confirms he's finished checking something with Miss Novestra.

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