FREDERICK'S POV [ SYSTEM VOICE; WAKE UP, FRED ] The loud noise telling me to wake jolted me to reality. " Where am I?" I said looking around. " Jesus Christ!" I shouted as I got up dusting my already dirty uniform. I looked at my hands and I noticed my Rolex wristwatch had been stolen but I wasn't bothered. I grabbed my phone and I saw Marcus had called me several times. Nineteen missed calls! I called back but no reponse. The school was getting darker and I needed to leave before someone saw me. The security were always making sure no one was left behind after the school days. But I knew I was left behind on purpose. I grabbed my bagpack and rushed towards the car park to drive out of the school. I knew a place where I could take to make sure I wasn't seen but when I got to the garage, my face went pale. My car had been bashed and the window were all in shambles. On the body were inscriptions and names that is was now being made. " Frederick the jinx." I knew I

FREDERICK'S POV I was dazed to have seen everywhere in shambles. I could see Marcus fuming with anger. I almost walked out of the cab without paying the old man. " Hey, kid. You haven't paid me yet!" the man shouted at me. I rushed back to place my phone on the automated machine that immediately deducted my money. I rushed towards Marcus and he was surprised to see my face all swollen. " What happened!" He asked feeling concerned. " I had to walk up to Damain and let him know he was not going to get away with what he had done. I was roughened up and beating blue black." I said feeling the impact of the beating all over again " Did you say, Damian did this to you?" Marcus asked raising an eyebrow. " Yes, wait." I said slowly taking a pause. " Did he do this?" I said looking around the ruins. " I haven't gathered the fact but then my computers are severely damaged and also she was taking even before I got to her house. The word struck me like blow to the gut. She was the only

FREDERICK'S POV I gritted my teeth in anger with my nails digging into my palm. I looked at the faces of each of the students, and for a moment I wished I could wipe it off their faces."Did you call her parents?" I slowly said, looking at his face. It was evident that Damain was finding the torture more interesting."And what if I did? You nearly had the poor girl killed, and you destroyed any future she had left. She wanted to be a model. Do you honestly think she can be a model from the wheelchair she is seated on?" Damian asked, laughing out loud. My face showed I was angry by his words, and I was pissed off as I looked at the smug grin on his face."Did you do it? I know it was you that went to the gym not too far from the school. I see that you are really trying to protect your little secret. I wonder what would happen when the whole school gets to know that you are nothing but a killer!" "I would watch my tongue, Freddie. You don't want them to design your beautiful face onc

" Thirty millions dollars!" I barked from where I was standing. That moment, when you talk and then you feel powerful,like a king. I noticed the way I was looked at. All the big boys, the millionaires and the infamous students all looked at me. " Is he bluffing?" " Isn't thirty million dollars too much for a teenager?" " I am sure Fred would say anything to get away from the strong hold Damain have over him?" " If he is this rich why does he have to dresss like a paper?" "Did he do that on purpose? Or is Fred now doing his true colours?" " Fred,is just making an empty promises that would later come to bite him in the ass." I laughed hysterically. I could hear them all and I was enjoying the suspense. The look of disdain and horror was visibly shown on Damian's face. I knew he has underestimated me. I looked at my phone once more and the system hasn't sent the money. My face went pale when I heard the next amount of money Damain was calling. To my surpr