Christy's POV
Everything has been going well for the past two days and today is my third day at school.
I was fitting in pretty well with some of my coursemates.
There were some that were being rude and unreasonable but I definitely don't give a fuck about them.
Then there is my Seatmate, all he does is sleep during lectures and only participates in practicals just like right now.
"Today, we are going to be making one of my favorite soups, The French Onion soup" Sir Sebastian began after carefully arranging the ingredients in front of us.
"We will make it rich and simple. I want everyone to pay close attention to each step and I will explain as we proceed" he said and I immediately sat up straight and brought out my notepad to take notes.
"You know the recipe can be easily found online right?" a calm male voice came from my side and I turned to look at him in shock.
This was the first time that he was taking the initiative to say anything to me.
