The Last Laugh

Chapter 16 - Ace

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ACE POV:

I woke up with a smirk on my face. It was a bright Sunday morning. I'd just graduated. The day before. I

now had my Master's degree.

I got out of bed. The sun rays coming in through the curtains in my room made the entire room

yellowish. I got out of bed and made my way towards the window which I opened. I looked down at the

campus's streets. I would miss this place.

I belonged to a fraternity in the university and we all slept in our own rooms in the frat house. Uncle

Victor had given me his house but I believed I wasn't ready to inhabit such a crib. Not just yet.

There was a knock at my door.

"Yo Ace, open up!" I heard from the other side. It was Keith. We'd been through junior and senior high

together. And also university. I could say he was my closest friend.

I opened the door for him and he came in.

"So??" he asked sitting on my bed.

"So, what?" I asked.

"Which company will you go to for internship?"

After graduating, the chancellor had signed some papers, permitting us to do internships or practicals

using the skills we were taught in any company. And it would last two years. The company would sign

the paper if you did well or not. After the internship, one could then leave to create either his own

company or work in another company. Or, the company in which one did the internship, could decide to

keep you.

"Um, I'm gonna be doing my internship at Four wheels, limited." I replied. Four wheels was a renowned

car producing company.

"Hum. Not bad at all. I'll do mine at Smiles. The toy producing company."

"And after that?"

"I'll assist my uncle in his own business. And you?"

I looked at him.

"I already have a company."

He looked at me confused.

"What do you mean?"

I smirked.

"I already have a company in mind. P.W."

"Oh, wow. Good choice. I heard the lady that now owns it has two beautiful daughters."

I felt my tummy turn. It'd been very long since I'd heard of Heather. While growing up, I'd always

wondered on what she looked like now. The sweet memories I had about her were still fresh at the

back of my mind. I always thought of her.

"Maybe." I replied plainly as if not really interested.

"I'm sure you'll get one of them for yourself" Keith laughed. I smiled a little.

"That's stupid."

"I'm serious, man. It'll be too easy for you. Girls have always been around you since highschool! And

the crazy stuff is, you've never had a girlfriend."

"Cuz, I don't want to date." I stated firmly.

"Hum." he stood and walked towards the door, "Dude, at times you make me believe you're gay or

something." he turned and looked at me with a funny face. I smiled.

Keith was quite an annoying and stubborn guy, yet funny. The only guy who could make me laugh.

Nothing to do with me. People wondered on how we became friends. For some people I was too quiet,

too odd and too strange. Keith was the only one who insisted on knowing the real me.

"Don't smile at me like that man. It's creepy." he complained jokingly. I chuckled.

"Shut up, you idiot. Do I look gay to you?"

"Well, you still haven't had sex so..." he teased. I picked up a pillow and shot it at him.

"Get out!" I laughed and he laughed too.

"Fine, fine. Pack your stuff. We gotta leave this campus."

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Some days after we'd left the frat house, I went to Four Wheels with my documents. As expected, I was

accepted for internship.

During my temporary stay there, I learnt a lot of things and was able to put my knowledge of

management into practice. I was appreciated by most employees and even the head of the company

itself.

***

Two whole years flew by without me even realising. Soon I was twenty four. It was time for me to get

my papers signed.

When I went to get my paper signed, I was proposed to stay and continue working in Four wheels. I

refused. I had my inheritance to get back. And I would do everything to get it back.

After my papers signed, I returned to my house, or the one uncle victor had left for me. I had to think of

a plan and a way to get a job at P.W Dairy Products. I just had to.

That night, I sat in the living room and opened the newspaper to read. Bingo. Written in bold black at

the corner of a page was:

-P.W dairy products company is in search of a new secretary. Someone with experience and ability.

Interviews for the job offer begin this Friday at three in the afternoon. Full documents required.-

Was this some sort of luck or sign? I was glad. It was the perfect opportunity. I would do everything to

be taken.

I looked forward to that Friday with impatience. It was a chance I couldn't miss.

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Friday arrived. I got ready. I wore my suit and tie, arranged my documents in order, wore my shoes and

applied some cologne. I was slightly nervous. Nervous at the thought that I might be seeing Heather.

Apart from that, I was more than determined to get that job. I was more than impatient to execute my

plans and my revenge. I was ready. Only God could help me avoid slapping that witch named Christina

once I'd see her. She would regret. She would regret terribly.

I looked at myself in the glass one last time. I saw Ace in that glass. Not a naïve Sheridan. I picked my Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

car keys and left the house.