"This is going to be crazy!" I say to myself as I send them the conditions of the contest.
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CONDITIONS:
1. The ident.i.ty of the partic.i.p.ants shall remain confidential until the end of the contest.
2. No physical contact. Win your lord in any way, but skinship.
3. Absences are never tolerated.
NOTE: Violation of any of the rules mentioned above is a ground for an immediate elimination.
P.S. My personal advice for you dear contestants, NEVER gamble your heart. In other words, NEVER be emotionally attached to your lord. It is for your own sake.
CHALLENGES:
Five challenges are set for you to accomplish in this compet.i.tion.
*Don't worry because all of them are very easy to do.
NOTE: The real challenge is that the lords must not have even the slighest clue that you are a partic.i.p.ant.
1. Follow his account and he must follow you back.
2. Text him and he must text you back.
3. Make him help you with your homework.
4. Make him sing or dance in front of a crowd.
5. Wear his clothes.
NOTE: Whenever you accomplish a task, send a photo or video as an evidence of completion.
Goodluck!
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"This is making me crazy!" a lady says while hitting her head with a thick Mathematics book. Her eyes are closed so she doesn't notice Leo and Jay pa.s.sing by.
"Do you need help with that?" Jay asks.
"No~" she answers still burying her face on the pages of the book.
"Come on~" they insist.
"Just. Leave. Me. Alone." she oders.
"Okay. Here you go," she says without lifting her face as she hands the Math book. She thinks that they are her friends Kyle and Peter, so she doesn't bother looking at them.
Leo takes the book and hits her head with it.
She screams in pain. She lifts her head and sees the two lords looking at her in confusion.
"Are you mad?" she shouts getting the attention of some students.
"I asked you if you needed help~" Jay says.
"Yeah... we were just trying to help you!" Leo supports.
"By hitting my head? Are you nuts?" she screams... clearly furious at their actions.
"I thought~ you were hitting your head~" Leo explains.
"Where on earth can you find someone who needs help just to get hit on the head? Argh! I am already having problems with my Math subject coz I am not really good at it. Added to my injury, my useless friend bet with our cla.s.smates that I can have a perfect score in our quiz tomorrow for $100. So, I am trying to figure out how to do the impossible. Now, here you come hitting my head with this G.o.d forsaken book!" she speaks quickly that the two lords drop their jaws.
"G.o.d! You are so tiny, how can you speak that fast?" Leo says after looking at her from head to foot.
"Uhm... I think, she's being possessed by Eminem's grandmom," Jay whispers to his cousin.
They laugh as they both agree on his idea.
She loses her temper. She takes her Math book and throws it to them.
Students gasp and frightened by the scene.
Leo dodges quickly, but Jay doesn't. The book hits his forehead making him lose his balance and falls on the pavement.
"Serves you right, b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" she says before picking her book and storms off leaving Leo shocked and Jay writhing in pain while holding his forehead.
"Boris, who is that girl?" I ask Boris, my a.s.sistant, as I point at the lady walking in complete rage.
"Ah~ that is Sophia Maridone Lopez. She a soph.o.m.ore in BS Psychology," he replies.
"Boris... I am asking about her background," I ask.
"Oh, goodness me. Sorry professor! Well, she is the only daughter of the self- made millionaire, Marco Lopez. You know the rumors, right?" he replies.
"Interesting," I say more likely to myself than to my a.s.sistant.
"Bring her to me after cla.s.s. I have something to discuss with her," I order as he nods even if he doesn't know clearly what I meant.
Sophia's POV:
'Oh my G.o.d. What did I do today that I am being punished? Dios mio, por favor!'
She is in front of my a.s.sistant asking her to meet me after her cla.s.s.
She feels cold just by thinking about it. Instinctively, she wraps her arms on herself and shivers.
Boris immediately gets the idea, so he smiles.
"Don't worry. She isn't the type of person most people try to paint. I can attest to that," he says to make her feel better.
Sophia hesitantly nods.
After her last cla.s.s, she goes straight to the restroom to relieve herself. She has b.u.t.terfies in her stomach since Boris approaches her a couple of hours ago.
"Why does she want to see me? Hesh! I still have to review for my Math quiz. Ugh! This is a crazy day!" she says to herself in front of a mirror.
"Are you okay?" another student asks as she washes her hands.
Sophia turns to her and looks at her from head to foot. She is smiling warmly, but looks anxious at the same time.
"I don't think you should be worrying about me. You should worry about yourself. You seem sick and you definitely need some help," Sophia tells her straight before leaving her red in the face.
Sophia knocks on my door.
"Come in," I say.
"G.o.d~ even her voice gives my chills," I hear her whisper before she opens the door.
"Sit," I say gesturing her to sit on the sofa in front of me.
"T- thank you," she answers as she slowly sits down.
"Do you have any idea why you are here?" I ask.
"No, ma'am," Sophia replies.
"Hmmm. I saw throwing a book to a student earlier today. Why did you do that?" I asked again.
"He started it. He hit my head with the book, so I was mad and~"
"You are a Psychology student. Am I right?"
She nods.
"Then, I expect you to be more patient contrary to your impulsive nature."
"But~ I was just having a bad day. That's all!"
"Do you have any idea who you hit?"
She thinks for a moment then shakes her head.
"That is Lord Jay Harrison Spencer!"
She screams. I grin.
