To School

The Far Eastern University was a prestigious university that also seemed to be its own Constitution, where its laws were separated from the country. It houses very powerful or genius people all around the Philippines. As one of the Big Five Universities in the Philippines and tenth in the world, it houses and nurtures leaders or at least inventors that open up advancements to the country. The current president was an alumni of the university. He was a very rational thinker and led the country to hold against internal and external problems.

Although Key and Jeremy's Family wasn't that rich to make the three of them enter the prestigious school, the three of themselves were very intelligent even for the average intelligent person.

The truth was, Matthias was already enrolled months before he was hit by a truck. Sadly, that happened.

But now, he was here. In front of a huge building with the words "Far Eastern University" at the top.

They arrived at exactly 6:00 AM, thirty minutes before the bell rings.

After dropping them, Uncle Joseph drove away immediately. They walked towards the building and arrived at the front. The guard looked at them and then at Matthias, "Who is he?" The guard asked.

"Matthias, a July enrollee who didn't have the chance to enter school for the past five months. He's on the same room as us." Key answered.

"Oh, okay. Go to the faculty office and consult with Miss Federa." The guard nodded and made way.

They ascended to the second floor and took a right to the teachers' offices. In FEU, all of their teachers have their own offices to better arrange their things and make them feel a lot more comfortable.

They knocked on the door where the name plaque of "Ms. Federa" was hanged. Inside, the voice of a woman sounded, "Come in."

They opened the door and behind was a professional-looking woman wearing glasses and her hair tied in a bun. She was wearing a female suit and looked at them questioningly, "Why are you two here, Mr. Rosa and Mr. Suarez?"

"Ms. Federa, we wanted to introduce you the student Matthias. He was the one who couldn't attend school because he was in a coma." Jeremy replied.

"Oh? I've heard from Miss Gonzalez that Mister Matthias was already awake three months ago and can already walk. What happened in those days and why didn't you attend class after you've been discharged?" She asked professionally.

"I was going to attend school the day after my discharge, but the day before, I kind of lost myself for three days. But my friends Key and Jeremy said that I was lost for three months." Matthias chuckled helplessly.

"Do you think I'll be able to believe that nonsense, Mr. Matthias? You woke up in October, then you'll just attend class in January? Are you kidding me?" She asked coldly.

"I know that Miss Federa wouldn't be able to believe it. Even I don't want to believe it. But here I am." Matthias nodded, "But rest assured Miss, I have reviewed all the topics that have been discussed on the past five months that I am not familiar."

Miss Federa raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure?" Matthias nodded.

"Very well." She exhaled, "When I heard that you were already awake, I prepared a test for you to be able to enter and go with your friends. Answer it in front of me." She faced Key and Jeremy and shoo-ed them, "Go to your classroom." 

The two nodded and said good luck to Matthias and left. Matthias sat down and took a paper that was handed by Miss Federa. Looking at the questions, he smiled, "With my enhanced mental capability, processing and understanding problems such as this is easy for me." 

He grabbed a pen in the pen rack of the teacher and started writing and answering the questions. There were a total of 150 questions handed out by the teacher. It was a typical entrance test handed out to enrollees of FEU. The questions were comprised of Fill-in-the-blanks, short answers, and essays. 

FEU's level of teaching is of an advanced level. Their Grade 11 standard is already near that of a first-year college's standard. 

But with Matthias' enhanced mental energy, he could easily answer it.

After twenty minutes, Matthias wrote the last letter of his answer on the last question. He stretched and sighed with relief.

Miss Federa nodded and grabbed the test papers. She personally checked the papers with her red pen. "Remember, to pass, you need to perfect this test." She reminded him without raising her head and continued to check.

"I am aware of it, Miss Federa." Matthias nodded. 

After 10 minutes, she finished checking and nodded in satisfaction, "Perfect. Welcome to The Far Eastern University, Mr. Matthias." She extended her hand out.

Matthias stood up and shook her hand, "Thank you, Teacher." He replied.

Matthias turned to leave but was stopped by Miss Federa, "May I know your surname, Mr. Matthias? It isn't formal if I just call you using your name every time."

He stopped. He turned around and replied to her, "My surname is Magsinghay. But, if you want to call me by my surname, I want you to refer to me as Manresa." 

Manresa was his mother's family name. No one really knew in his father's family what her lineage was. The Magsinghays thought that she was an orphan so, even though she was the patriarch's wife and needed to be held with respect, they talked about her behind her back.

Miss Federa shook. She knew of the Magsinghays. They were an aristocratic and ancient family from the age of Spanish Occupation. Currently, they control a lot of businesses and have personnels in the government.

But she quickly calmed down because although the Magsinghays are very powerful, The Far Eastern University still has its connections that weren't inferior or even exceeded that of the family.

Matthias wanted to be called as Manresa instead of Magsinghay, so that means he was kicked out of the family or he doesn't want to be in the family.

She smiled and said, "Okay. Welcome, Mr. Manresa."

Matthias nodded and opened the door and left. The truth was, Matthias could use his Magsinghay surname, but that would surely bring him problems in the future because of certain circumstances. 

When he left, Miss Federa picked up the telephone and pressed the "1" button. The call went through, and a deep voice came from it, "What is it, Miss Federa?"