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Today's the big day. Our college attends an art exhibition every year in the Victoria and Albert Museum. To think that they're actually invited is mad, knowing how pathetic this school is most of the time. Back to the point, they pick 2 people my class to represent us. I've been dreaming about this moment ever since I was a little girl. I like to believe I'm worthy of that spot. Crap, I'm going to be late at this rate if i don't hurry up. I slipped on my grey knee high boots and added a little more blush to my cheeks to pull the look together. Perfect. As usual.

"Good morning Eleena." Maria greeted.

"Good morning Maria!" I replied cheerfully.

Maria and I have a really strong relationship. She practically raised me when my mum was away on business trips. It's been months since I've actually had a proper breakfast with just her and me. I really miss her.

"I made your favourite, full english with a cup of mint tea." She said, placing down the large plate of food. Thé delicious aroma filled my lungs.

"Thank you so much Maria." I squealed. I tucked into my breakfast, smiling with every bite. Food has always been a comfort to me. Specifically, Maria's cooking. After devouring that magical plate of heaven, I grabbed my keys and art book then headed for the door.

"BYE MARIA, THANK YOU FOR BREAKFAST, HAVE A GOOD DAY!." I yelled out to her.

"NO PROBLEM MY DEAR, YOU TOO." she yelled back. She's the cutest human being ever.

"Okay, good morning everyone." Mr Devenish said in an excited manner.

"Morning sir." we groaned back.

"As you all know, we are going to pick 2 individuals that will represent us in the V&A exhibition. These 2 will have to create a collaborative art that corresponds to the given theme. They will then have until January 15th to plan and create their work of art. Any form of art whether it is a painting or sculpture is encouraged." He said.

This is it. He's going to read out the names.

"The 2 people who will represent us in January's exhibition, is...Eleena Dela Cruz."

YES! Oh my god, I got in. Hopefully the person I'm working with is actually reliable, and not some useless rat.

"And Azia Mendoza, well done girls."

WHAT! Not her. Anyone but her. This can't be happening. I won't stand for it.

"Sir, can I talk to you?" I asked, approaching his desk.

"Yes Eleena, how can I help you?" He responded.

"I was just wondering if I could maybe change my partner?"

"And why is that?"

"I just don't think she's a reliable source."

"Unfortunately Miss Dela Cruz I can't do that."

"But sir-"

"That's enough Eleena. You may leave."

Great. Just my luck.

"Guess you're stuck with me huh darling?"

There she was. Leaning on the door frame staring at me with a smirk resting on her lips.

I grabbed her hand and dragged her into the caretaker's closet.

"" I demanded.

"What are you on about love?" She smirked again.

"You deliberately made Mr Devenish pick you so you can work with me." I screamed.

"You're so SELFISH!"

Suddenly, she grabbed my wrists and held them above my head, pinning me against the cold wall behind us. My eyes darted towards her lustful gaze that examined my submissive state.

"I-." I tried to speak but no words came out.

"Shhhh," she said as she brushed my cheek with her free hand.

"You look so pretty when you're under me."

I felt my cheek flush pink. Pretty?

"We both know how big of an opportunity this is right."

I nodded slowly.

"So I need you to cooperate with me on this okay?"

"Fine." I spat out.

"Good girl." She smirked again. I watched as her plush, red lips slowly made its way to me.

"Besides, you're not my type." She whispered into my ear. A shiver ran down my spine as her warm breath caressed my neck while she backed away.

"See you later." She said picking up her bag and swung it onto her shoulder, leaving me in the dimly lit closet. What the hell was that?