Chapter XVIII: Happy Valentine’s!

I was busy reading some documents about the Valentine’s Special Party when Rye barged inside my office. "Yes?" I asked him while my eyes were still on the paper "Mr. Vice President wants you to go with him." Rye said and my brows creased "What does he need me for?" "He said he needs you to be with him in the inspection." "But he was the one in charge with the inspection, Rye. Why am I needed for?" "I don’t know. He told me to fetch you and not come back until you’re with me." "Fine." I said and stood up before leaving the office Rye was walking beside me and we came across Carl with his friends on the hallway. They were laughing about something but stopped when we passed by. Scared cats. Tsk. "Piper! Here!" Johnson waved his hands at me Johnson is the vice president of the student council. He was the one in charge on inspecting the booths today. We still need to check if they are capable of giving safe, affordable and sure foods. I walked my way there and joined the inspection. I told Rye to stay by my side because I feel left out with Johnson and the nurse talking and inspecting the Love Cafe. "Right Miss President?" Johnson asked all of a sudden I smiled and looked at Rye to ask for help. Rye mouthed the question and I smiled wider. "That’s your task, Johnson. Whatever fits the requirements can do business for today. " "Oh, okay." Johnson then continued and the inspection finished Rye and I were on the way to the office when jail officers blocked our way. "What do you need?" Rye asked and the officers glanced at me before talking "Sir Rye, can we talk with Miss President?" "Sure! What do you need?" I asked and he pulled out the handcuff from his pocket and put it on me "Sorry, Miss President. They paid a high price for this one." he said and was about to drag me when Rye interrupted "That’s practically kidnapping?" "Wait, Sir Rye! We’re just doing our jobs." one of them answered feeling offended with what Rye just said "It’s fine, Rye. See you in the office later." I smiled and followed the officers to the jail booth I’m going to kill those bastards that are behind this. Swear. "Is there any fan or any cooler inside?" I asked them "Yes, Miss President. We provide one hand fan and a bottle of water for each person inside." They removed one of my handcuffs and I sat there and got hold of my hand fan. I turned it on and closed my eyes. After a while I felt someone got locked on one of the handcuffs and is beside me. I opened my eyes and I almost got a heart attack because of what I saw. On that exact day, I got stuck inside a big box with a hand fan and a Carl Marvin Chua. What can happen worse than this? Minutes passed but it felt like years. I was holding the hand fan on my right hand while the other is handcuffed with Carl’s right hand. I looked at the fan when it died itself. Low battery. Great. Just great. I figured that maybe I can ask the officer outside for another hand fan that’s why I tried to move but I was pulled back. "Move." I said but he didn’t move an inch "I said move!" I shouted at him but he just ignored me I glared at him and pulled my hand which made him come near me. "Will you be gentle?!" he shouted "I’m gentle. And it was your fault for not moving when I was asking you nicely." I said and knocked on the door to get the officers attention "Excuse me? Can you replace this hand fan? It’s low battery." the officer then replaced it and I went back inside with Carl I was sitting there very hungry when I saw a hand in front of me. It was holding a packet of biscuit. "Are you giving that to me or something?" "Assuming. I was just stretching my hand. It feels numb." he said and opened the biscuit and started eating it I frowned and watched as he finishes eating the first biscuit. I frowned once more. I just decided to sit there in silence while my stomach is rumbling. I’m getting hungrier for each seconds that passed by. Geez. After a while, I saw the last biscuit inside the packet being handed to me. My eyes bawled when I realized that Carl was really giving that biscuit to me. "You look like a kid. A disgusting one. Eat it." he said and I happily accepted it The rest of the hours passed by with us not talking to each other inside the jail. It was a great relief when he officer opened the door and let us out. While they were removing the handcuffs, I couldn’t help but look at him. He maybe immature but there’s still a caring side of him. I smiled unknowingly and Carl looked at me with suspicion. I was about to thank him for the biscuit when he walked away too fast and Rye came into the scene. "Glad you’re out. Are you done with the papers?" was the first thing Rye said when I got out "Yeah, it’s in the office. Come." I said and forgot about the thought of thanking Carl