Mechelle POV
In the multimedia classroom of the Pack University.
The bell for the end of class had just rung, and as the professor left, the students began to rise from their seats.
I sat quietly, showing no signs of urgency.
I didn't have any classes in the afternoon, but an hour later, I had to go to the cake shop for work.
Later in the evening, it would be the city's nightlife. I had landed a gig as a resident singer at a high-end bar.
Originally, I was just trying my luck, but the bar owner agreed to hire me after hearing me sing a song, promising to keep my identity secret.
"Mechelle, now you have two part-time jobs. Are you sure you can handle it?"
Melody poked me.
"I'm fine! Just a little sleep-deprived, but I'll get used to it. Melody, you have to believe in my potential. Singing at the bar pays every half month, and the salary is not bad!"
