Jason had been working at the school for months now, trying to earn some money. His mother had recently lost her job, and his allowance had halted to a stop. He had no other means to make money, so working at the school it was.He went to school at Brixton High, and because it was a small town, everyone knew everyone, a few of his classmates knew that he was poor and had to work at the school. The other boys liked to punish him, especially the members of the football team. One day, they had walked in on him cleaning the locker room and picking up after them, and since then, they had made his life a living hell.“Yo Jason,” they would yell at lunchtime, “eat up, so you have enough energy for later.” Some would make the cleaning gestures, and although it flustered him and made him really uncomfortable, he would not react. Sometimes the quarterback himself made his life a living hell. Among his responsibilities were to clean the lockers, sweep and mop the hallways, clean up the lunch a

Afraid to be hit again, Jason stayed sprawled on the floor for quite some time. He could not believe his luck. Not only was the girl that he loved dating him for pity, but he had been mocked just because he was poor.His father worked far away and had never been able to send too much money home, and he felt it would be selfish to even ask him for money, since he was working so hard. Now look where that had gotten him. He sat up and pulled his shirt down, covering the stupid inscription that had been written on his back. He felt his anger rise again. If only he could become rich overnight, maybe he could get another job asides this one? Just as soon as he had adopted that train of thought, he brushed it away too. He was not going to get any other job. He had looked at every other option before finally landing on this one, so where would he go? He considered everything as his shoulders began to shake.Why was he so helpless? Why did he have to b so poor? It made no sense to him at al

In the first shop he saw, he looked through the windows and saw that they sold dresses. He had no idea what size of dress that Ashley wore, so he couldn't get her a dress. He moved forward and saw that it was mostly dresses being sold in that part of town. He finally decided to step into one for lack of a better idea. Immediately he walked in, he expected a salesperson to come to his attention.Yet, nothing of the sort happened. Quickly, he stepped out, overwhelmed. He had noticed that there was a small number of people in the store from the window, but he hadn't thought much of it and had carelessly walked in.He kept walking until he saw a store that sold women's purses. Purses were safe, right? If he got her a purse, she could use it, and it meant that he didn't have to worry about sizing. He walked into the shop and was immediately ambushed by a salesperson. It seemed like it was a slow business day, and she was excited to have a customer until she looked at him from top till bo

Macy remained standing in place, her minded wide open and gaping. He would be worried about her, but even in his kindness, he remembered that she was the ex that had broken his heart so brutally a few days before.“You were going to show me your jewelry, right?” he asked the salesgirl, raising a brow. She had gone ahead of him, and was already showing him different things she thought he would like.“Do you like diamonds? Precious stones? I'm sure we could find something special in store for you. Do you have a budget?”At a loss for words, he merely shrugged, choosing to keep browsing. He felt an intense gaze on his skin, and he turned around to find that it was only Macy.Her eyes had softened in a way that they had never softened before, and her eyes had gotten dewy. He felt like she was eyeing him like he was a piece of meat, which made him uncomfortable.“Baby!” she suddenly shrieked, and he looked over to the football player, who was also standing there, expectant. Instead, she w

When he got home, his mum seemed to be in a good mood, so he kissed her hello and asked how her day had gone.“Oh, it was okay. I got a call from your father and he seemed Inna dapper mood. I'm assuming he has told you? We're not poor?”“Yeah, he has,” he responded, smiling.“Well that's good, now we don't have to worry and you can quit that god awful job that you have.”“Yeah, that's a plus.”Suddenly remembering something, he tells his mother that he has a party to attend that night with his friends. “It's Ashley's birthday tomorrow, but the party is today. That's what the gift bag is for ”He gestured vaguely at the bag and told her more. “I am going to have to go there because it is the first time I've ever been invited to an event like this.”“Go ahead Jason,” she smiled. “Will you be fine for dinner or should I make you some?”“I'm alright. I have a few hours to kill before the party, should I tell you what happened at the shops?”“I would love that!” she exclaimed, and he told