Jason decided that instead of staying in the class and being humiliated further by other students, he would follow after the principal and try to make him understand that he is not a thief.
He would apologize if he had to. He just did not want to be labeled a thief. The stigma would stick throughout his stay in college and he was just in his sophomore year.
As the principal got into his office, Jason followed after him.
"What are you doing here?" The principal asked him, seething with rage.
"Please sir, I want you to know that I did not steal any money from the school," Jason pleaded. All his pleas fell on deaf ears as the principal did not bother to spare him a glance. He was adamant. He decided that he would not walk away.
Jason wanted to speak again, at least to say something or better still vividly explain himself, but the ringing of the principal's telephone interrupted him.
The principal answered him immediately, and it was a call from one of the major sponsors of the college.
The principal suddenly broke into a smile. Jason was surprised at how fast anger had shifted to joy. He had never seen the principal smile so hard before.
"I was going to call you to appreciate you for the funds you sent," the principal said with a changed countenance. It was quite obvious that he was a very greedy man. He was smiling at the thought of the biggest college sponsor calling him.
"Well, I just wanted to inform you that Jason Abbott, a student in your school, is now the new sponsor of your college," the caller said. It was Declan on the line. He was Mr Abbott's major representative and he only doubled as Jason's manager.
The principal's face fell. He was not sure that he had heard what the caller was saying.
Is this a joke?" He asked.
"Of course not. I can email you all the documents right away so you can see for yourself," Declan said.
"I have only one Jason Abbott in my school and I can confidently say for sure that he does not even have the money to pay his outstanding school fees or even pay his rent," the principal said.
"That is exactly the Jason Abbott that I am talking about," Declan insisted.
"Can I speak to your boss please?" The principal asked. He was still in doubt. There was probably a mistake somewhere or maybe it was just a prank.
Mr. Abbott rarely spoke to anybody in person. He was a stern man and would not settle for such a basic argument.
Declan knew this and he knew he needed to have the situation under control.
"I'm sorry but my boss cannot come to the phone now," Declan said. "If you have anything to say, I suggest that you say it directly to me or we will withdraw our sponsorship from your school totally," he added.
The principal was quiet for a while. He looked up at Jason who was standing before him like a statue, still scared about the reputation damning and image destroying accusations that had been leveled against him. Just then, an idea crossed his mind.
"Can I inform you that this Jason Abbott that you say is the sponsor is the one that stole the college funds that went missing?" The principal asked with a smile, with the hope that he had found a good ground to refute what Declan was saying.
Declan was quiet for a while as he seemed to be contemplating what to say.
"Are you sure about these allegations you have leveled against Jason?" Declan asked.
"Of course. A friend of his caught him and shared the information with us," the principal replied.
Declan was quiet for a brief moment and the principal thought that it was a moment of victory for him.
"So do we both agree that the boy is poor and a thief too?" He asked Declan.
"Shut up," Declan cautioned him. "Are you stupid?" He asked the principal, who shuddered in fear. "Jason is not poor, and in case you have not noticed, he is the only son and heir of my boss, Mr. Abbott, the owner of the Abbott empire," he stated.
"If it is about his outstanding tuition, all that would be paid in a blink of an eye," Declan said further.
The principal froze at this shocking revelation and looked up at Jason standing before him, who was chickening and puzzled as to what was going on.
"And if you do not want to lose your position as the principal, I suggest you do everything in your power to ensure that Jason is not humiliated in your school ever again," Declan continued.
"Do you understand me?" Declan thundered.
"Yes sir," the principal replied, trembling with fear.
"And one more thing," Declan instructed. "No one in your school must know that he is the new college sponsor," he added.
"Of course sir," the principal replied before slamming the telephone back into the receiver, still in shock of what had just transpired. He did not know how to begin to atone for what he had just done to Jason, who coincidentally happened to be a sponsor of his college.
The principal was still at a loss as to what to do about the call he had just received. He did not know how to begin to apologize to Jason for the humiliation he had cost him."Is there a problem sir?" Jason asked him. He had noticed the way the principal had been staring at him as though he was thinking of what to do to him. "I need you to go to your class for now," the principal said to him."But sir," Jason interjected. "I'm here to make you understand that I did not take the college fund that was stolen," he said."Don't worry about it," the principal said. "Just go to your class," he added. The principal knew that even though Jason was the culprit, the money would be refunded in a blink of an eye because his father could do so.Once Jason was out of the office, the principal got to work immediately. He had to make sure that Jason was truly the culprit before he began to make such decisions against the poor boy.He thought of a way to go about it, and almost immediately, an idea
Cecilia was dumbfounded at what had just transpired. She did not think for a minute that she would ever be caught and her heart raced very fast. She did not know what to expect from all of it, but she decided to remain calm until the video ended. The whole class turned to look at her immediately and she was so ashamed of herself. Even Anthony had shifted from her. He had no idea that she was the culprit all along. He thought that she was telling the truth when she said she had caught him stealing the money."Stand up there, Cecilia," the principal ordered. She stood up immediately, still trembling like a leaf. The whole class burst out laughing because of how afraid she was."Here is your real culprit," the principal announced as he pointed to her. There was a slight murmuring in the class. Everybody was surprised that she was the one behind it all."I am not the culprit," she protested to everyone's surprise, speaking for the first time. "Then who is the real culprit?" The principa
As soon as Cecilia walked out of the class, the bell went off for recess. What transpired in the class was what was on everybody's lips as they headed to the cafeteria for lunch. While the other students were in the cafeteria having lunch, Cecilia was beginning her punishment of cleaning the entire college camp. Anthony, her boyfriend, had ditched her immediately. He did not want to be associated with her as everyone saw her as a thief.All eyes fell on Jason as he got into the cafeteria and headed toward the food stand. They all saw him as the untouchable principal's pet and no one would dare to bully him anymore.As he sat down and was ready to take his first of his meal, his best friend, Caleb, who worked together with him, came and sat before him."I did not see you in class today," Jason said to him. Caleb was the only friend he had, the only person that sat close to him in the class, and his absence in class was felt by Jason who sat all alone."I was helping my new girlfriend
Jason's hand left her waist immediately as he stood up straight to look at her, bewildered, but not annoyed. His face still stung from the effect of her slap, but that was the least of his worries at that time. "Are you okay, sir?" Alex asked him. A guard reached out for the lady, but he insisted that they let her go. She huffed, adjusted her jacket, and went ahead to stand in the queue."You do not treat a lady that way," he said softly to the guard, his eyes not leaving the young lady. Alex followed his eyes and smiled softly.She was beautiful, almost to a fault, and she had a long mane of wavy hair that rested elegantly on her back, reaching below her waist. Jason had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life before, and she fascinated him. There was a small scowl on her face that suggested that she was not happy about something, but he would not know as he had not spoken to her.Something tugged in his heart, a will to protect her, to not see her suffer. He had heard of lov
Jason proceeded to walk up to her despite Alex's attempt to stop him. He buttoned up his suit before he got to where she was. She was bent over and looking at some forms that had the bank's logo on them, and she did not seem to notice him. He came to stand beside her."Hi," he began. She looked up at him, and he saw her face fall in disappointment. She was not planning to see him at all. If she was surprised at his change of outfit, then he sure did a good job at concealing it. She returned her attention to what she was doing initially without saying a word to him. It hurt him, but he did not mind, and Jason was not discouraged."My name is Jason," he said to her again. "Who are you?" He asked, and on a sudden realization, he rephrased his question. "What is your name?" He asked.She still did not say a word but proceeded to join a long queue of waiting customers. He followed after her and stood beside her in the queue. Alex shook his head in pity at Jason. If Jason knew how powe
Jason did not know what was expected of him to brace himself up to go see his father. The way the driver and Alex exchanged glances was enough to make him believe that his father was a god.He probably lived in a mansion with a fountain and numerous servants to attend to him. Little did he know that he was in for a big surprise.When they stopped at an open field, right on top of a cliff, Jason was fixated on what was to happen next. His life over the past few days had been full of surprises, and he had slowly begun to prepare his mind efficiently for them. They waited for a full minute before Jason began to hear the loud whirring of a helicopter that soon landed before them. It met Jason with mixed feelings.He had always wanted a ride in a chopper, but at the same time, the anxiety of meeting his father for the first time was overwhelming.Jason was helped to climb in first. He was strapped to a seat and given a headset with a mouthpiece. Alex followed after him, but the bodygua
Mr. Abbot was a fine man, tall and slender, a far cry from what Jason had expected from someone who was going to retire in a few months. The man standing before him did not look like he was going to retire soon. Alex said he was approaching his seventies, but he did not look a day over fifty. There were no wrinkles, just as Jason had expected. His skin shone in the light instead, and his hair glistened. It was wrapped in a bun and looked like it took so much care to look that way. The hair was a sign that this was his father. He had a large amount of hair, but this was one he usually left falling over his face.He looked like an angel, perks of living in paradise, aside from the blue ray glasses that shielded his eyes. That was the only proof that old age had set in. Aside from that, he could be mistaken for a model that just slipped off a magazine cover.There was just one thing that Jason found amusing. His outfit. He had suspected something a lot more corporate, as someone ha
"Why did you say that my mother was dead?" Jason asked Alex as he looked at his father, settling some scores with the lady at the corner.She looked like a model, the kind of thing wealthy men like his father would have on their hands at one of their expensive events."Come on, your mother is nothing compared to Emilia," Alex said. "Your mother was different, soft-spoken and kind, nothing like this woman here," he added.Jason watched them argue in low tones for a while. His father seemed exhausted.He knew from the way he rubbed his forehead without saying anything."What do you think they are arguing about?" Jason asked.