They all just stood by and watched as Becky treated me like a gutter trash.

  I didn't have any sleep and I had to wake up really early. Actually I didn't wake up because I didn't sleep in the first place.

  Class starts by 10am and I needed to go see Becky first. Of course, I had to go see her. If I don't, she'll just come back at me harder.

  I went out of campus to the porch side of town to see Becky. Obviously, the rich don't live within campus hostels.

  Where they call their hostels are huge well furniture houses outside campus.

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  I went to Becky's house and knocked on the door. Before realizing that I went there without asking for the address first.

  I went to her house without asking for directions like I already knew the place. It looked so familiar like I've been to the house before.

  While I stood there deep in thought, the door opened. It was her bodyguard. Not my father though.

  "Good morning sir, I'm here to see Miss Lawd"

  "Come in" he said, directing me into the house. He asked me to wait while he went in to call Becky.

  This is the first time that I felt like seven months of my life was really missing. "Kitchen" I said out loud and went to the kitchen. I went to the guest room, the servants room and even Becky's room.

  I knew every inch and corner of the house yet I don't remember being in the house. I came back to the living room looking around as everything seemed so familiar but yet so different to me.

  It looked it a place that I've lived in but never been to before. "How is this possible?" I thought out loud

  "Hey" I hear Becky say almost in a whisper which snapped me out of my thoughts

  "Good morning Miss Lawd" I said bowing down my head.

  "Don't be so formal Freen. Have a seat." She said nicely. I was reluctant but I sat down. She sat down on the sofa next to mine.

  "I know you came because of what happened yesterday. But before you say anything, I want to apologize. I didn't mean anything I said yesterday and I'm sorry for the disgrace I put you through.

  It was necessary for me to do that, I guess to prove my worth as Wellington Queen. It hurt me to do that to you and I'm really sorry."

  I looked at her In shock. Is this a prank? Is she not Becky Lawd?

  Wait! What's going on here? Am I hearing opposites now? Because I can't even picture Becky and the word "SORRY" in the same sentence.

  "Miss Lawd, I should be the one apologizing. You were kind to me and I sho.."

  "Please Freen, I know that you don't remember us being together but please don't be so cold towards me. It hurts me really bad.

  I know that things will probably never go back to the way they were but please Freen, don't see me as a bad person or an enemy.

  It will kill me. It's already eating me up inside. I feel so empty without you in my life but to protect you from my father, and making sure that what happened to you never repeats itself again, I've decided to stay away from you.

  But I can't help but feel sad that you're no longer next to me. Freen I miss you alot. I know it won't be like before but your eyes.

  Those looks, they hurts me. The coldness and hatred in your eyes when you look at me, I can't bear it.

  I understand where you're coming from, if I also lost my memories and someone told me that we were a couple, I won't believe but you saw the pictures too.

  You know it's true. Freen it really hurts so please, just give me the benefit of the doubt. You're a nice person and you dated me.

  Do you really think I'm really that bad?" Becky said as she almost broke down in tears

  "But yesterday you..."

  "I'm sorry about yesterday. I was just protecting my territory and I'm apologizing for embarrassing and hurting you.

  Freen please I need you to please see me as a good person. If that's too hard, just see me as a person not a hateful lunatic. Freen please, please I'm begging you"

  "Was I really your girlfriend?" I asked when I finally found my voice. Now, when she talks like this, I can picture myself dating her. But this is not the Becky I know.

  The "BECKY LAWD" I know never apologizes. The word "SORRY" isn't found in her vocabulary.

  I watched as she moved her pupils around as if she was thinking. She was deep in thought and soon turned to stared at me without saying a word.

  "I need to get ready for school" she said as she stood up and hurriedly walked away not answering my question.

  On her way up the stares, she turn to me " Freen I'm really sorry about yesterday." She said before going upstairs. I got up and left to prepare for school also.

  For some reason, I already forgot about what she did yesterday. What she just did is way more surprising than her yesterday's stunt.

  But why didn't she answer my question? Everybody keeps saying that we are or rather we were a couple and when I finally ask her If I was her girlfriend, she just bolted away without answering me.

  35

  BECKY'S POV

  It's hard navigating school-life without Freen by my side. It's so painful to know that she's just few blocks away but I can reach her.

  I know I said the amnesia was a blessing in disguise, but I'm starting to wish she remembers everything. Because it hurts more, being with a broken heart whilst Freen doesn't even remember or thinks about me.

  Wellington, which used to be fun, wasn't as it used to be. Everything that seemed colourful before, just seemed gray now. The lecture halls, hallways, cafeteria and library, all seemed empty even though they were filled with students.

  Time passed and I just can't get Freen off my mind. I hid it deep inside and put on fake smiles in public but my heart was broken.

  I stay up all night thinking, "why can't this feeling just fade away?" And when I finally fall asleep, there she is, right in front of me again.

  I was too distracted to think of anything else. I lost my will and purpose.

  And as if the frustration was enough, on a fateful day, I went to class and there she was in my corporate management class.

  "What is she doing here? " I thought to myself. I didn't take up corporate management in my first semester because obviously, I don't want to stress my already stressed brain.

  Corporate management is one of the most difficult courses in business school and YES it's compulsory. But students skip it until second year. Sometimes repeating the class. But Freen cleared it in just one trial and in her first year.

  She has passed the course already, so imagine my surprise seeing her in my corporate management class.

  I usually go late to class and YES I make a scene walking in before sitting down on my favourite seat at the back. But while walking in today, I immediately saw her.

  Like in that crowd, she's the first one I saw. Our eyes met and my entire world stood still.

  At first I thought it was just my imagination but I quickly realized that it was reality. Others students also suspected foul play as they watched Freen and I staring at each other.

  When I came to my senses, I went to my seat and sat down and the class continued.

  All through the class, I was just picking quick glances at her. I didn't hear even a word been said by the professor.

  All of my attention was on Freen. Questions kept on running through my head. "What is she doing here? She already passed this class so why is she retaking it? Is she here because I'm here? Does she want to get to know me again? So many questionsI kept on asking myself without answers.

  All through the entire lecture, Freen never looked at my direction, not even once.

  After the lecture, I froze. I sat down there looking at her as students walked passed me murmuring. Freen got her books into her bag and started walking towards me. Actually she walked towards the door but that's where I'm seated so..

  I watched as she got to me and walked passed me. A voice inside of me told me to go talk to her but I shut down the thought.

  I sat down and she walked out the door. Just then, I couldn't still the voice anymore. I gave in to the urge to talk to her. I ran out of the hall and just there, I saw her beside the door.

  "What are you doing in my class Freen?" I asked trying to still keep my cool.

  She she exhaled deeply in frustration and turned facing me "I didn't know this class belonged to you, Miss Lawd" she said sarcastically

  I scoffed and said proudly with my hands crossing my chest "If I want it, it will be mine but you know that's not what I'm talking about. You don't take corporate management before now so, what changed?"

  "If you're trying to insinuate that I took up this class because of you, you can't be further from the truth.

  Truth is, I didn't even know you took this class. I lost my memory remember? So I needed some basic knowledge on corporate management before moving to adv. Mgt.

  It's tough for me adding three more courses into my already busy schedule so please Miss Lawd, leave me be." She said walking away.

  That punctured deep into my soul. Here I was thinking, dreaming, hoping that she took this class to be close to me but that was just a dream that will never come true.

  She doesn't care about me. She doesn't think about me. I'm not even a memory to her, I'm just some story she was told.

  But I felt bad for her though. She studied really hard but now she has to repeat these classes. But wait why is she repeating these classes?

  She did pass them last semester so why is she taking them again. No one knows that she lost her memory so she can just continue from this semester?

  I won't dare repeat after passing a course already. School is stressful enough. But of course, she's a bookworm. She doesn't only want to to pass, she also wants to know.

  We had to share two other classes. Which means I'll have to see her thrice in a day. Obviously I'll fail these classes with Freen sitting down right there in front of me distracting me all through the lecture.

  I'm not serious student. I don't see the essence of studying hard when I'm already richer than people with PhDs. But still, I was actually trying to learn.

  But how can I do that when whenever I tried looking up, all my eyes see is that beautiful specimen sitting down in front.

  Does she have to always sit in front? Maybe if she sits behind me, I'd probably focus on the lectures. Who am I kidding? I would constantly be looking back if she was behind me.

  "Do you think she'll be staring at me if I was in front of her instead? Don't fool yourself Becky, She doesn't care about you."

  And here I am imagining that she also have restless days and sleepless night thinking about me.

  How foolish of me to think that?

  *****************************

  Having to sit through three classes with Freen was a pleasurable torture. To be honest, I don't even know my stance on sharing classes with Freen.

  I am happy seeing her there but it also hurts. And also the rumours that I'm still in love with Freen were spreading all over campus.

  It's obviously obvious that I still have feelings for her. It's evident in my stares and actions when she's around.

  But while every body sees this, Freen doesn't see any of it. She just comes to class, learn and leave.

  ***************************

  During corporate management group project, students were grouped to work together but I didn't hear Freen's name in any group.

  The names of all students were called but not Freen's.

  Did I say the names of all students were called? That's not true. How can I know the names of all the students? I don't and I don't care but I know that Freen's name wasn't called and she's the only student practically present in my world.

  I went to the professor to ask him why Freen's name wasn't mentioned. "She's not a student of this class" he said. "She came to me asking me to be allow her sit through my class during her free period and I obliged.

  Miss Sarocha already passed corporate management last semester. She's an excellent student and so I allowed her stay on the condition that she'll be a private tutor for my students."

  My eyes widening when I heard "FREEN" and "PRIVATE TUTOR" in the sentence. I tried to hide it but my happiness was so evident. Why does having a private tutor to help me with corporate management sound like a brilliant idea right now?

  I think I finally want to be serious with school. And I know a private tutor to help me with that.

  36

  BECKY'S POV

  "Wow! Mr Chang, this must be my lucky day." I said in excitement when he told me about the private tutor thing.

  "Why so, Miss Lawd?"

  "Mr Chang, I've been looking for a private tutor to help me with corporate management and no matter how hard I tried, I can't seem to find someone suitable. I didn't know that the solution to my problem was right in front of me"

  "Really Miss Lawd? And what's that solution?"

  "You of course. You can help me find a good private tutor. I'll pay a great deal for it. I just want to take my studies more seriously and graduate from this reputable school with a good result." I said just to be on his good side. A little ass kissing is not bad if it helps me get Freen as my private tutor.

  "Oh! That's some dedication you have there, Miss Lawd. Most rich kids don't care about school or studying but I'm glad to know that you're trying your honest best and you're taking your studies seriously. "

  That's a surprise. I wasn't even trying and I was still able to convince him that I want to be serious with my studies.

  School is seriously stressful. The only reason why I have a result last semester was because I wanted to impress Freen and so I went to classes and studied.

  And come to think of it, I still want her to be my private tutor so I might just scale through this semester also because of Freen.

  What an irony. Even though she has lost every memory we shared, she's still helping me. She's still my muse in Wellington Gold.

  "Miss Lawd?" Mr Chang said cutting me off my thoughts as he handed me a sheet. "This is the list containing the names of all the students available to be private tutors.

  Be rest assured that anyone you pick will surely do a good job." He said as my eyes went through the list, obviously looking for Freen's name.

  Her name was number 5 on the list but I didn't want to look suspicious by picking Freen who has a history with me and so I asked Mr Chang to choose a tutor for me.

  I expected him to start from the first name and since she's the fifth person, he'll only call four names which I'll definitely reject before he calls her name.

  But after calling the first four names, he skipped her name and went on to the next.

  Is he serious? Is he tempting me or what? I don't want to make it seem like I want Freen but now I would have to pick her myself.

  "Let me take a look at the list again. I don't like those names being mentioned."

  "Oh! right, here you go miss Lawd" He said handing the sheet back to me. I look at the list again pretending to be going through all the names while obviously I already know the name I'm about picking.

  "Wait! Is this Freen Sarocha? Iasked pretending to not have seen her name before.

  "Yes Miss Lawd, It's Freen Sarocha. She's also on the list but I know you don't want her. I ca..."

  "What do you mean by that?" Iasked cutting him off. "If she's on the list, of course she'll be the one I'd pick."

  "I'm just a bit surprised because the both of you have a complicated past and I didn't want to upset you"

  "No! No!! Not at all. Freen will just be the perfect tutor. Because we already know each other, I'll be more comfortable with her."

  "Huh? Fine by me. If it's Freen you want, I'll talk to her about it."

  "Thanks Mr Chang. I think I'll learn better with her so please persuade her? She can be stubborn sometimes."

  "Yes Miss Lawd, I'll do my best." He said before leaving the lecture hall.

  I was so excited for obvious reasons. I left the class soaring like an eagle. I just hope she'll agree to tutor me. She might just ruin all my plans.

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  The next day after class, I stayed back waiting for Mr Chang to tell Freen about tutoring me.

  I watched closely and saw that she wasn't agreeing with him. She was trying to be polite but she still didn't want to tutor me.

  Soon she left the conversation, walking towards me. "What's the meaning of this, Becky?"

  "What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to pretend not to know anything.

  "Are you seriously trying to play dumb? What's this I hear about you wanting me to tutor you?"

  "Oh that. Yes I want a private tutor and Mr Chang recommended you."

  "And you expect me to believe that out of all the thirty student on that list, I'm the only one Mr Chang recommended to be your tutor?

  Do I look stupid to you? Listen Becky, I don't know your end game but I'm sure not going to play it.

  I won't be able to tutor you so you should look for someone else to do that, that is, if a tutor is what you really want because I know that you don't care about school or studying, you just want to toy with me."

  "Maybe you're right. Maybe I just want to toy with you or maybe you just scared to be around me because you'll see that part of me that you fell in love with."

  "That's never going to happen Becky. I don't know what blackmail you used on me to make me date you before. But it will never happen again."