"Watch it boy!" A cab driver yells from his car as he nearly bumped into a twenty-two years old boy who is riding a bicycle. The boy appears very good and skillful with the bike, so good that he should be in a bike racing competition.
Behind and in front of his bikes were some old and rusty looking equipments, one could tell from his uniform that he is a maintenance guy under the famous company, "Alaska Runies" which was bodily written on the back of his stained blue coloured outfit.He swerves himself in between cars infuriating the drivers who always yells continuously. In the busy road of New York, every morning this lad always poses a menace to drivers and road officers.In all this he drives the bike so happily like a kid who was gifted a Christmas gift from Santa himself.On reaching the less busy street of New York, Texas street where the well do individuals inhabit he slowed down as he joyfully greets some familiar passersby who often ignored him. He was conspicuously elated, perhaps it is because his beautiful girlfriend is celebrating her one more year on earth.He adjusts a skin tanned leather bag to his shoulder as it was about to slip. He appeared relieved as he held it tenaciously as if his life depends on it. He smiled on remembering the beautiful present that cost him a fortune, which he bought for his girlfriend, Choley Ganner, one of the University B-Listers in terms of beauty. Her beauty is unparalleled despite being a B-Lister she was easily everyone's favorite. Her 6 feet height accentuated her hourglass figure.She would have definitely been a perfect match for his secret boyfriend, Marcel Audrey, the Milky colored 6 feet 5 inches blue eyed boy if not for his poor and weak background hence they relationship was never something that was public especially since it was part of the agreement between them. She can't be seen around with some loafer that can't even keep up with his school expenses. It will be a huge disgrace to her. This, Marcel accepted happily. He was very content being just her boyfriend, for someone as broke as he was it is a herculean task to find a girl to call their own but here he is dating one of the University beauties.Marcel would easily be any girl's dream guy but his wretched life has casted a horrible shadow on him, a shadow that only seems to appear conspicuous to people hence he was considered as a low fit individual that was only privileged to grace their presence because of his bright and genius brain that earned him scholarship."Is that not Marcel? Marcel Audrey, the University pauper?" A blonde girl asks her friend"Oh yeah! On his daily shity routine""Shity! that's so kind of you, he is just a loser and a terrible one at that" The blonde said as they skyrocket themselves with laughter. Their laughter caught Marcel's attention, as he saw the beautiful girls on one side of a compound he smiled at them showcasing his perfectly matched dentition. He waved at them with one hand while the other was on the bike handle but as usual they ignored and frowned their faces.Embarrassed, he brought down his hand slowly and shamefully as he paddled his bicycle down the street. He is already used to such treatment 'who on earth likes a poor guy like him?'"No one" came from the voice of a man who was discussing with a lady."just as I thought " He sadly mutters despite knowing that the man wasn't directing it to him but it all made sense to him.Marcel bites his lip on seeing the number of the remaining compounds that he's yet to attend to. He uses his hand to rub off the sweat that was dripping from his head to his eye. This has been Marcel's daily routine before preparing for lectures since his graduation from high school. He is a well known Maintenance guy, something he does to keep up with the expensive tuition fees of the University and also for his personal feeding and careIt is sad for him that he lost his parents at a very young age and has been alone since then after all his father's properties were taken away from him by his father's relatives that declared him illegitimate. Since then he has been on his own fairing for himself. His intelligent and smart brain earned him a scholarship at the prestigious University of Maryland, the country's most expensive and astute tertiary institution. For a poor boy from a humble beginning it was something huge and precious, to be a legal and proud student of Maryland University.Although the tale and the promised life he expected has failed to leave up to expectation he still kept on striving. Marcel may be one of the school best brains but this wasn't enough to place him on the right side of his fellow students. He is a popular kid in the University for all the wrong reasons which ranges from physical presentation, financial capacity and his nobody background.He came to a stop in front of a huge and beautiful mansion. As he packed his bike, his face was beaming with smiles. These used to be his dream building, a building that he admired from afar and hoped one day to be able to access. He just couldn't believe it that he is living his dream, it all came to him like a shock when his company assigned him to venture into such revered and magnificent building, something that they have refused him for three years now and for no reason all of a sudden the manager handed him the golden privilege of accessing and repairing any malfunctioning appliances or machines in the building.'It seems like I have found favor in her sight all of a sudden or could it be that Miss Evelyn is now having feelings for me? Hmm no wonder she dressed so sexy and smoothing today. Common why on earth will she have a thing for me, she'd rather die single than date me but it won't be bad if we are actually couple' He thought to himself as he smiles mischievously on remembering his last meeting with his manager, Miss Evelyn before embarking on this adventure.Here he is, in Forcados Tower, it is one of the University's huge buildings that is highly revered largely because of its structural and functional capacity. A building where only the affluent and very wealthy students of Maryland University dwells. It is a very magnificent abode whose fee will surely dwarf whatever quid that Marcel gets in five good years.These were one of those moments that always serves as the perk of his strenuous work. He smiles sheepishly as he dusts his dirty trousers. He brought out a cheap perfume and sprayed himself and then rubbed his hand with spit to adjust his ruffled hair. He waited patiently as he was carried up by the very expensive looking elevator. He comes out from the elevator and then grins In front of a huge mirror just opposite him. He adjusts his bourgeois looking workshop goggles, satisfied with himself he heads to the Lobby just as he was directed by the receptionist earlier."Bing shrrrrrrrh!" Came the ear pearling sound of the elevator as it opens into a big hall where faces that are very familiar and taunting to Marcel were partying.The once smiley face of Marcel became so squeezed that he looked like a horny man whose wife denied sex. He wasn't expecting to see anyone there but here he is, some group of students were having fun. Some looked familiar while others were not. He could tell that those students were from Maryland university. He thought about going back but realizing the possible consequences of not doing his job he decided against it besides everyone already knows him as a maintenance guy.As he walked past them he was halted by a sudden eruption of voices that resonated in unison. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!" The once relatively peaceful students chant with joy and smiles on their faces.Marcel's attention was caged hence he couldn't restrained the urge of feeding his eyes with what was happening. He matched towards the crowd and forced himself in between not minding being on his dirty workshop wear. At least the crowd were quite busy and engrossed that they didn't notice the discomfort he offered as he made his way to the scene.Just like a warrior he triumphed and made way to the front but what he saw made him to cringe and stutter.He gasps as his facial expression says it all. A bamboozled countenance, like one conned by someone they love. His throat became dry as he prayed for earth to swallow him wholeMarcel couldn't believe his eyes as he deliberately closed it and opened it hoping that it was just a dream. Calories of energy flushed away from his body in a milliseconds and his once cute blue eyes became pale and dim. Sadness and anxiety were written all over his face as a huge transformation occurred in seconds. "Choley why?" He mumbles weakly as his confidence crumbles. He was lost of words as he beholds his so called girlfriend, Choley Ganner lurking lips romantically with the handsome and rich Lancelot Gilmore, the self proclaimed prince of the Bermuda Triangle (The Bermuda Triangle is a collective name/slang used for the three top neighboring universities in New York. They include Maryland University, Stocklore University and Bridgetown University).Marcel Audrey trembles while the crowd applauds the beautiful couple whose proposals were viewed live around every social media platform. To everyone it is a perfect match made in heaven. A prince and a princess, what else could
"You're gone Marcel, mark my words" Lancelot threatens on seeing bruises that emanate from his face due to Marcel's punch on his face."Wake up! Wake up boy!" A man in uniform harshly wakes Marcel upHe was sweating profusely as it dawned on him that those words of Lancelot were dreams but funny enough those were actually his last words as Marcel was being dragged out during their brawl yesterday."Get up boy" The policeman said as he hit his weapon on the iron bar of the cell where Marcel was. Marcel weakly got hold of himself since he has not taken in any food substance since yesterday.He was taken to the counter and right there he met Mr Gilmore who was surrounded by some men, probably his guards. Marcel fidgeted before him, his fear got the better of him as he pleaded for forgiveness before the mute rich man. His pleas were nothing, it was like pouring tears on a stone. Mr Gilmore's heart was bitter and hardened as he condemned Marcel. He hated the fact that a piece of crap did
Marcel was benumbed as he gapes like a moron with his eyes bulged out. He wasn't really sure of what he heard earlier from the man but in a way he felt kind of relaxed."Sorry sir but I don't get" Marcel asks in an unsure tone. He wasn't sure if he was in the right position to ask questions."Don't my Lord, please don't call me 'sir', I'm nothing but a loyal servant of yours" The man replied in a humble tone.Marcel was taken aback by the man's sheer humility or should he call it a prank but which wealthy fella will have time to crack jokes with a poor lad like him."Sorry but I think you're mistaking me for someone else" He said skeptically"No, you're Marcel Audrey aren't you?""Marcel Audrey, yeah I'm" He replied impulsively, at this instant he wasn't sure if his name was really Marcel Audrey."Forgive my impromptu manner, my name is Dr Phil and these are my colleagues who are loyal to you sir. Forgive me sir but I think you need an urgent medical treatment and perhaps after that y
It was a sizzling morning, one of those mornings that people pray to wake up and see.It was already a few minutes past nine in the morning, the day appeared very bright and beautiful but it appeared darker to Marcel who lay lifeless like a log of wood. "Is this heaven?' He asks himself as he tries to open his eyes. 'No it can't be, even God will reject me' He thought to himself. He was left alone to the eerie and ominous silence of a strange looking environment which really looked like a palace to him.He forcefully opened his eyes and instantly he felt light and pain free. He cautiously and fearfully tried to raise his hand and to his surprise he raised it properly fine. He checked the other limbs but this time less careful and once again everything appeared fine. The only pain that he felt at this point in time was a strange pain that emerged from his head although it wasn't that much.Relieved he wanted to get himself up but noticed that some hospital equipment was attached to
Marcel entered while Dr Phil and the other two men left. He wasn't sure of the adjective to qualify the apartment. From outside it appeared average in size but here it appeared like a different house in another house. The apartment was duly arranged ranging from the study room to the bar to the bedroom. It was like every detail mattered. He can swear that no dirt or microorganism has ever graced the apartment."It is good to see you again boy, you have grown into a man since the last time I saw you"The gruesome voice of an unseen figure said.This jolted Marcel who looked around the room to see who was speaking but mysteriously he couldn't see any. He wasn't sure on what to reply or do hence he kept mute."Is alright son, don't be afraid, I know that feeling, I felt the same way the first day I was introduced to this fam.., ehm well to whatever you can call it""Ok sir but where are you, I can't see anyone here" Marcel replied with a shaky voice as he trace the direction where the
Marcel's eyes narrowed while his face appeared perplexed. He just couldn't get what his grandfather was saying. 'What empire? Who? Him' he thought to himself. It has been really difficult for him to stomach all this. Ranging from the truth about his parents, his true identity and right now some heir to some kind of empire."Which empire are we talking about sir?" He asked prudently. He may be poor but still he is very privileged to be in a business course hence he has rooted knowledge in things pertaining to the business world and surely no business empire has he crossed with the name Audrey on it.Sir Audrey smiled, he really understood how his grandson was feeling, he could tell from the darkening of his blue eyes that he is frustrated and confused, a feature peculiar to most Audrey in which he too is included."You see, all this didn't come from nowhere. Our family is the owner of most top companies in the world that you must have heard about. These companies may not bear our name b
"This is my special gift to you" Mr Audrey said as he hands the card to the eye salivating Marcel.Marcel held the card with caution like his life depends on it while at the same time admiring its beauty."In your hands is the ultimate weapon as Audrey. It will make way for you in the business world. It is only willed by one with Audrey blood. Shown to anyone in the business world, it will elicit respect, fear and reverence to you. Inside this card is unlimited funds to do whatever you like. Now is your time son, will it and live it".Marcel gaped like a fish as he admired the card. It amazes him how a single card could have so much power and influence. Below the card was his name "MARCEL GNABRY AUDREY" bodily written on it. This should be in the seven wonders of earth.At this point Marcel understood with ease that he was no longer Mr Ordinary or Mr loafer. His life has just transformed for the better in just a week.He remembered his horrible plight back at Maryland University. He s
Marcel went back to his hotel alone after convincing his grandfather to let him come back alone so as to enable him to maintain a low profile. He was welcomed by the hostile looks of his roommates who ignored him.They were literally surprised and unhappy seeing him. They were really not fond of him and have always treated him with contempt and disgust, labeling him a second class occupant. He was the one left to do every chores but still they never appreciated his efforts. Marcel cared less of what they were thinking nor was he perturbed by their gossips and malice for it was just a matter of time before leaving them to wallow in the long hostile room.All he needed was some time to lay low. He dropped his bag on his bed side and right away he headed to a boutique shop to get himself some casual wear. All he had was some old outfits that were barely up to a dollar and suits that were yet to arrive.He matched confidently to the famous Dove set boutique since his selected car was yet
Marcel departed from the estate and promptly hailed a taxi to attend school. Due to unforeseen circumstances, he was running behind schedule and arrived after the commencement of class."Mr Audrey, traffic or late alarm bell?" The gentle looking lecturer asks Marcel as he attempts to sneaks into the classroom"Neither ma" He replies as he takes his favorite position "Curious, the lecturer asks, 'Then what was the reason for your tardiness?'" "It is a rather lengthy story, ma'am,I apologize for my inadequacy"Smiling, she remarks, "Indeed, it seems so."The class erupts in laughter, causing Marcel to smile despite being aware of the reason behind their amusement. He overhears them discussing the events that occurred on the Desperate Chicks platform.Attempting to restore order, Mrs. Nancy insists, "Please, everyone, quiet down!" She is aware that the sudden disruption was related to Choley's activities the previous night. She remembers feeling sympathy for Marcel, the unfortunate bo
Smug [Hey, what can I do for you?]Marcel finally replies after long minutes of silence. It was the only text that he replied among the numerous piles of texts on his handle.Jenner on the other hand was quite relieved by Marcel's reply. The date must come to pass, for her it was largely on business purpose hence she will treat it as a business trip or event. Marcel's compliance would go a long way in helping her sudden rejuvenated platform.Jenner Dicker@Bee [Sir, please I want to thank you for your kindness and support today. Please can you do me the favor of knowing your name]Smug [My name, that, I want to keep a secret at least for now, just know me as Smug]JennerDicker@Bee [ok sir, please when will be free? I will like you to take me out for a date]This text came after long minutes of thought. She tried very hard, in the best way possible, to relate her wish to Marcel without sounding awkward and stupid. Sadly she just sounded like one. Marcel laughed out so loud, eno
It was apparent on various electronic devices equipped with internet connectivity and data reading capabilities, a conspicuous and opulent notification emerged, informing all individuals that a user named Smug had accomplished a historic feat exclusively on the esteemed platform known as "The Bees." This momentous update rapidly propagated throughout the network within a matter of seconds, reminiscent of a swiftly swirling whirlwind. Much like obedient sheep following their shepherd, a significant majority of users on the Desperate Chicks platform promptly migrated to the Bees platform. This transition occurred in less than a minute, leaving everyone consumed with curiosity and eager to verify the feasibility of such a remarkable accomplishment achieved by an unfamiliar and unsung user.""After approximately ten minutes, the Desperate Chicks platform witnessed a significant decrease in their viewership, dwindling to a meager one hundred thousand viewers compared to the previous millio
NoIt was a well-formulated inquiry, lacking any vague implications or nuances. It was concise and direct. Marcel was taken aback, finding himself being mentioned on a platform he greatly admired. At the moment, Marcel was completely clueless as he contemplated the potential multitude of negative responses Choley would likely choose. He sat in his living room, positioned comfortably on his sofa, with the air conditioner functioning optimally. However, he still felt stifled and tense. The sweet orange juice before him suddenly tasted bitter. His physical well-being was no longer in a good state. "Marcel,… really? Are you guys joking with me at this moment? Who would even associate themselves with that despicable person, let alone engage in a cordial sexual relationship with... that, that disgraceful individual," Choley retorts with complete apprehension. "So, who is he to you then?" Mave asks once again, sporting an unwavering expression, disregarding the disheveled appearance of Cho
Marcel was astounded as he witnessed his posts accumulating one thousand likes in just twenty minutes. It was truly astonishing for him, considering his lack of presence on social media. Such a high level of activity in such a short amount of time could potentially be considered for the Guinness World Records.However, the comments left on his posts were mostly negative and provoked strong emotional reactions. Many questioned his intelligence, accusing him of theft and impersonation.One commenter, Tony@ni, sarcastically commented, "Common boy, is this what you're reduced to now?" Another user, Jera@veb, comments saying "that Marcel had edited himself into his dream. Koside@ye remarked, "Hey, got yourself some nice job up there." Paulis humorously suggested, "Allow the church rat to have today."Lance questioned, "What is your poor self doing up there in Olympus?" Fave commented, "Santa Cruz, this dude has just succeeded in bringing down your building's worth."Despite the negativ
"No, sir, he desires a house, specifically an A-list house," she responded cheerfully, disregarding the commotion in the room."Is she kidding? Is this the type of staff you employ here?" Maldini asked, disappointment etched on his face."I want the Olympus, and here is my card for payment," Marcell asserted arrogantly, ignoring the chilly reception he received."What insolence! Who is this individual?!" Maldini shouted. The same building he was about to purchase is about to be taken by a nobody."I don't know, sir, but I believe he is just bluffing," Philip replied, lacking confidence in his response.He simply couldn't believe it: a person from the lower-class making such an audacious move."Calm down, gentlemen," Picasso, who was astonished by the unfolding events, interjected."Gentleman, we appreciate your interest, but Maldini here was the first to express interest in the building, so it will be his," Picasso declared."Yes, you are late," Philip yelled unconsciously."Yes, you
"Carmen, just in the nick of time, this gentleman here is interested in purchasing a house," Adella directs to Marcel.Carmen turned and her surprised facial expression shone when Adella made mention of a client changed. She was not wrong at all, she was awed on hearing Adella referring a customer to her because it is definitely unlike her for she would rather give them to every other agent in the company but on seeing the man before her she knew that she was just making a joke of her.On turning to look at Adella she saw her mocking and annoying smile but she maintained her cool."Hello," Carmen greeted politely as she extended her hand for a handshake with Marcel.Philip had already found a client whom he deemed suitable, leaving Marcel to be handled by Carmen, his colleague.Marcel never believed that someone can be more beautiful and delicate-looking than Maria Claire from Pennington Hotel, well he he is witnessing another twist of rare beauty in no other person but Carmen Hayes.
Marcel was up early and running. It has been an adventurous few days for Marcel. Sleep went a long way in complementing it. Marcel brushed his teeth, had his bath and left for school. He has an early morning lecture and it won't be nice to resume school late. He has already made up his mind to visit the housing company which Dr Phil directed him to. This came after rejecting advances made by Phil to help him with the accommodation. He matched confidently to the lecture venueHe could see the piercing eyes of his classmates and schoolmates. He felt nervous but all the same he stood tall and confident with his head held up like a proud lion that just succeeded in being king of a den and then realizing that all the female lions are for it to mate.He could literally here the moving tongues and mouths of the students, they weren't hiding their emotions and reactions. They were shocked as they never expected him to be back again especially those that thought him dead. It was unbelievable
"It would exacerbate Marcel's emotional pain if he succumbs to the temptation of engaging in a fight," said Marcel to himself. He departed from the scene feeling disappointed but not ashamed.Marcel returned to the hostel, seeking rest due to fatigue. However, he was greeted by the unsightly appearance of the room. The room emitted an odor reminiscent of alcohol, as scattered bottles on the floor confirmed the unpleasant smell.Unmentionables and clothing were strewn about the room near the beds. It was evident that his roommate had recently engaged in revelry.Marcel felt disappointed, but he realized he had no other choice. Should he confront them? No, that would only result in his expulsion from the room.His only alternative was to expedite his search for a new residence and leave them to their unruly lifestyles. He had grown accustomed to this behavior, particularly on weekends, when they would leave the area in a chaotic and revolting state, leaving him to address the mess as th