A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 21

I picked up the lecture textbook needed for my next class, tried on my best smile, and nodded. "Perfectly fine. So I will go through the message passed, but that's after my first class, which would start now."

After the class ended, I returned to my office and settled down to go through the announcement posted. I scrolled through the information shared, as well as the reply of a few lecturers at the institution. Just as Daniel said, the information about this fundraiser had been going on for two weeks and I didn't take notice.

How would I?

I barely had enough time to myself with how busy I was. Weekends were barely mine. I wake up cleaning the house and doing the laundry and then making breakfast and bathing Zion. Then I'd move to take him to his music classes and visit the Bigg on weekends. By the time we get home, I am already exhausted, but I still make dinner and get ready for sleep.

It was no one's fault. I didn't manage my time well and I will try to do better.

The fundraiser was a once in four-year event and this was my first time experiencing it. It was scheduled to be on Friday and that is in two days, giving me only today and tomorrow to prepare. This fundraiser had been known to the rest who had worked here for over four years and I knew a majority of them had already begun their preparation. Unfortunately for me, I hadn't.

From the information posted, there were a few notable people who would be in attendance. These people would also raise donations and funds for the event which would facilitate and help the University achieve its goal. The professors, lecturers, and staff of the University were mandated to be in attendance, as that would help encourage equal participation from those donating.

My mind flew to many things. One of those was what I'd do with Zion on Friday while I'm at the fundraiser. That was a hard question, but it needed an answer. I'd have to call on favours with Diya and her parents because Daniel was yet to leave rehab. The only other option was to take him along, and that wasn't an option stated in the information passed.

I needed to figure out what to wear. From the hints I got from the previous fundraiser, it was a glamour event and everyone would dress to kill and so I had to consider not dressing poorly.

As I finish up for the day, I called Diya, asking if she would be free on Friday nights.

"Hold on." She told me and I knew she was checking her calendar. "yes I'm free. Why did you ask?"

I placed the frying pan on the cooker and turned it on. "The uni is hosting a scholarship fundraiser and I need someone who would look after Zion while I'm away." I grabbed the bottle of oil and poured it into the pan.

"I don't mind." She answered, adding, "Greg and I would be home watching Netflix."

"You sure he wouldn't be a problem?"

"Nope, Greg and Zion are buddies and I'm the awkward one, so don't worry. We should be worried about you. What clothes will you wear? What shoes. What style will you wear your hair? These things are important?" I would never get over Diya's concerns for me. Most times she worries about me more than she does her fiancé.

"As they should. You're gorgeous and smart. It's about time men started noticing you again, don't you think?"

"The only male I'm interested in right now is Zion. He's my priority."

"Yes, we all know that, but a time will come. He will become independent and will want to move. Times fly babe and you can't build your whole life around him and deny yourself a chance at happiness."

"Fine, I will try, but I still think this outfit is too much," I argued, and she laughed.

"It's not. You're just too modest."

I didn't argue any further. Diya would always win, and there was no point arguing with that. "Fine," I surrendered.

"Good, and so it's settled. I will have Zion and you will have the time of your life."