At that night, I can't sleep because I'm thinking about what happened earlier. I can't sleep because I always saw him- his face, Ryker's face!.

Goodness!

I ruffled my hair and covered my face with a pillow.

Ughhh! You're a monster!

What have you done to me?

You are also a witch!

Ughhhhh! Annoying!

I got up from the bed and stomped my foot in annoyance.

Waaahhhh! There's an audition tomorrow. Let me sleep!

I don't want to be stupid.

Waaaahhhhhh!

The next day, we woke up early and at the same time, Carina and I went to the auditorium, where the audition was to be held. We are here, behind the curtain of the mini stage.

"What happened to you?" I shook my head to her. "Hey! What does that look like?" Carina asked in confusion.

She leaned over me so I gasped.

"It's nothing, I'm just lacking in sleep." She wasn't believe in me.

"Gosh! Did you know that Rexter is one of our judges? Waahhhh!" Class 10-E candidate.

"Really? Oh! Let's make us beautiful." Class 10-C candidate.

I frowned as to why the monster had to be there.

Tsk. annoying!

Carina and I looked at each other, she suddenly smiled that's why my face was wrinkled. She forcibly pulled me over and made me sit in front of the mirror where her make up kits were placed.

"Girl, hurry up and I'll make you beautiful. You must be better than all of us. Don't let your monster be taken away from you."

"W-what are you talking-" I couldn't continue what I was about to say when she pulled me and curled my hair.

She put light make-up on me, red lipstick, and then she curled the bottom of my hair that was from my belly length. I was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, with a thin shoulder strap. It was tucked in with black jeans. I also was wearing a black boots that were almost below the knee length, it had 3 inch heels.

"Perfect!" I smiled at her as she clapped like a child.

Carina is really different.

I also helped her to fix herself. A few minutes later, we were called one by one. I kept breathing deeply because I was really nervous.

What would the monster think of me?

Hah! So what? I don't care about him. Why do I wonder what he will say to me? He's a monster, Hmmmm.

I'm the last ramp.

Tsk. This is it!

"Let's welcome the class 10-A candidate." Ma'am ana, our host, called me.

This is it!

I took a deep breath first before I walking onto the mini stage. In each corner of the stage, I stopped and posed with a medium-sized toy gun. This is my props.

I tried not to focus my eyes on Rexter because I felt, by the time I looked at him my knees would soften and fall.

My last posing was in the middle, then I faced the microphone.

I smiled sweetly that reached up to my eyes. "Hi! I'm Isza Monterealez from class 10-A your future Ms. Intrams." I winked.

People watching shouted after I winked. I am already standing with the other candidates.

We are all girls today because tomorrow will be held for boys.

All the candidates are lined up in front of the six judges because one by one, they will give us a comment.

I avoid looking at Rexter but destiny is playful because he, himself was assigned to give me a comment.

Annoying! My knees soften, add to the pounding of my chest.

I almost held my breath when he put the mic in his mouth.

"Nice, ass." He said with a smirked in his face while intently staring at me. I feel like he can even see my soul.

I paled at what he said. My eyes widen.

The jaws of all of us inside the auditorium dropped. My eyes widened even more because of what I heard from him. The shiver doubled in my chest.

"Pervert!" I whispered. Rexter seemed to understand what I whispered because he just shook his head before brushing his hair and messing it up, then grinning and shaking again his head.

I looked away. I feel like it’s not just because of the make up that makes my cheeks red. Annoying! Because of him. Damn him!

I've been restless ever since and I can't even look at Rexter again. I feel like, I'll faint at any moment under his gaze. Even though I’m not looking at him, I still feel like I have his eyes on me.

Annoying! I’m not the only candidate here!

The judges have finished giving us comments and now they will choose the winner for the contest at each level of Ms. Intrams.

"The judges have already chosen the contestant for Ms. Intrams but before that, the judges also discussed that they also choose the other contestants as well as the other contestants to be held for our sportfest. Well? The grade 10th students are really that gorgeous." Ma'am's happy statement was also approved by the judges with a nod.

Ma'am Ivy continued to announce the winners until it reached the main purpose of the audition.

"Ms. Intrams' grade 10 winner will be......."

"Carina Fuentabella from class 10-B!."

We applauded. Carina shocks because she was the one chosen. I'm happy that even if I wasn't chosen, it's okay as long as Carina is chosen.

"The judges also discussed that Ms. Nicolas University will be taken from you candidates...."

Huh?

"So, the next candidate I will call is the one who will also be the winner and who will present of our school as Ms. Nicolas University in another university is....."

Is there such a thing?

"From class 10-A, Isza Monterealez..."

My lips quivered at what I heard.

I was dumbfounded.

Oh ghad!

My heartbeat quickened and none of my own, looked at Rexter who were smirking at me.

He nodded before folding his arms and grinning.

I was stunned while accepting the flower given to me.

The audition ended and I didn’t know how I got to my room. I didn't even know how I was able to put on my uniform.

As soon as I entered the room, my classmates greeted me immediately.

"Hey! What happened?"

"Did you get elected?"

"Who won?"

I shook my head at them and they seemed disappointed with what they heard from me.

"That's okay, I'll do my best tomorrow." Encouraging me by Anthony.

"Yes, for us you are the winner,"

Deza rubbed my back. "Who is our Ms. Intrams?"

"Carina, Deza." I answer gently.

Her eyes widened "Really?"

I just nodded at her with a slight smile.

"Er? Why is your face like that? Aren't you happy for Carina?" Deza asked in confusion.

"I'm happy for her!"

"That's how is it? But why do you look like that?"

I showed to her the flower I was holding. Her eyes widened. One of my classmates grabbed the flower I was holding and stared at what was written on the stems of the bunch of flowers and read it. Eventually, her eyes widened as she shouted.

"MS. NICOLAS UNIVERSITY! WAAAHHH!"

Others looked on as well. They were all happy and they also congratulated me.

"Hmmmm... Ms. or Mrs. Nicolas?" Deza gave me a meaningful grin which made me pouted.