Sylvia's pov:

　　" wow my princess is already awake." Dad had teased the moment he spotted me at the stairs, taking slow steady step so as not to stumble over My white pair of canvas .

　　Was I being Conscious of my new pair of snow while canvass or was it the pressure from my truck like backpack that keeps pulling me back?

　　Actually it's my first day of school, more like starting a new school.

　　And there are so many things to be worried about. Here I am being primed up like a typical high school student.

　　Though I am not the sophisticates type, but I don't keep messy bun.

　　My hair; all parked on one, falling below my left shoulder.

　　As I walked, through the stairs my short flair skirt swung around me.

　　My dark socks just above my knee.

　　"Good morning dad" I approached dad who we setting the table already for breakfast.

　　One advantage of having a chef for a dad.

　　I gave him a side hug and peck him on his cheek.

　　"Good morning dear. It seems this idea Of entering into a new school has really had a great impact on you I just hope you will keep it up anyway" he kept his gaze at the fried egg he was dishing into a stainless plate.

　　Did I mention to you that, I have a very unique sleeping habit!

　　Like going to bed with my alarm set but instead waking up with a slap from dad?

　　Well that's how I love my bed. great, isn't it?

　　"Of course I will..." I frowned "Erm! How do I look?" I asked even though I know that I look exactly like those cute elegant Korean school bees on kdrama.

　　"You look more like that childish Silvia of 4years ago." My dad said without even looking at me.

　　My heart heart tickled!

　　"C'mon dad be serious and look at me" I whined pulling his arms.

　　"Really now!!" He averted his gaze towards staring

　　"Ok you look.... spectacular?"

　　"Thanks dad" I cheered even though I know I wasn't convinced.

　　I dropped my backpack one of the dining chair while I sat on the other chair. "I can see you've already prepare something for us to eat"

　　dad pass a plate of fried egg over to me, And sliced out of the loaf then handed it over to me.

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　　"Welcome to San sabastian High school" was written in bold golden print above the school's brown gate.

　　I beamed with a smile.

　　As I made to made to walked through the gate, I storm my leg on something and fell down.

　　" ouch!!" I groaned to as I realized I had hurt my kneel cap. Just then I felt something like mud splashed on me. From the crown of my head to the my feet. .

　　Gross!

　　I quickly looked up to see what just happened.

　　Then I saw a car moving slowly into the school compound.

　　The car tyre was painted with mud.

　　I knew it was the car that just splashed mud on me.

　　It's wheel screen is so dark that I could barely see who's in side the car.

　　I was expecting the owner of the car to climb down and apologized to me but it kept moving.

　　I stood up in rage and took a good look at my self . I wasn't only smelling like trash, I look like one.

　　"Hey you!" I called on top of my voice running after the car

　　"Hold up you pervert, Didn't you see someone here?" I kept on yelling.

　　Maybe He or she could stop and come down but it kept on moving.

　　Now the car was way far off.

　　What was I thinking when I decided to chase after a moving vehicle. I stopped to catch my breath and that was when I noticed the bunch of students gawking at me.

　　With my state still on the car, I immediately take note of its plate number before it was off sight!

　　I definitely can't step into my first class With the way I am looking now, I may be that typical crazy bitch but I'm not stupid.

　　**

　　"What's that in your clothes?" What result to that fight? "When did you even came here? "Why did you came here? Why didn't you go to school" Dad rushed me with questions the moment he had dragged me into the bar.

　　I hadn't just gotten into a fight, not like I planned for it but I just couldn't help it.

　　Okay minutes ago I had walked into dad's eatery exasperated barely noticing anyone around me.

　　I accidentally bumped into a customer and in as much as I never wanted to, I apologized but the lady was being a bitch and slapped me.

　　Great, she slapped my lovely cheeks and I gave her a taste of her own medicine letting out my anger on her.

　　"Which one do want me to answer first.?" I battled my lashes, putting on an innocent facade.

　　Dad sighed "Ok what happened why are you not in school?"

　　"Actually I went to school but

　　someone ruined my day. One sort of a jerk from no where"

　　"I know you must aalways have your way of defending yourself," puffed driving his fingers into his hair.

　　"But must you always get in trouble with everyone?"

　　"C'mon you didn't even hear me out first" I whined feinting annoyance and dad gave me the go ahead look, his gaze fixed on mine.

　　"Ok how will explain this, I was on my own when some Pervert driver intentionally splash mud on me" I defended, like it was the truth right?

　　"How did you know it was intentionally?"

　　"If What He did was a mistake, then what stop him from coming down and apologize to me?"

　　"That's not a big deal. You learn to live with people" Dad retired back to the wine glasses he was arranging orderly.

　　"At least there's no harm in saying sorry" I rolled my balls even though he wasn't paying attention to me.

　　"And it won't make any effect on the damage already done. If you were not that gawky maybe that won't have happen"

　　Well I couldn't fight it anymore.

　　So I just gave up and find a place to sit down, dropping my backpack on beside me.

　　"Was that why you enrage your anger on my workmate?" Dad voice came again as he turned to face me, Breaking the short term silence.

　　"It's was all a mistake. I apologized didn't I?" I started fixing my already messy hair into a ponytail.

　　"Learn to stay out of trouble" dad cautioned.

　　"Don't push it"

　　I helped dad to serve his customers while I just save him of the stress of moving about.

　　We really had a long and tedious day at work.

　　We were both exhausted. I especially because I took the lion share in the work today.

　　the eatery was closed and so we went home. But not without visiting the grocery to get some stuff.

　　My dad and I have also went to the park for a brief tour.

　　We pay regular visit to that place at our leisure.

　　According to my dad that was where my mother died.

*

　　But the nature of the death remains a mystery to me.

　　I mean how can someone have a car accident in a park isn't that kind of weird??