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.
The next six months were not exactly what Jason had prepared for. He knew that he had come from a hard life, but this was tough.He thought that finally having access to a life of luxury was his biggest breakthrough, but the price to pay for it was huge.Every morning, he was expected to wake up at exactly 4:30 a.m. GMT with the help of an alarm that blared so loud until he got to his feet. It was one of the things that annoyed him about this life.He would head to his gym almost immediately, where his private gym instructor would be waiting for him.He did a lot of mind and body workouts, and his gym instructor insisted on helping him build endurance.
Jason was excited about getting up the next morning. Even though he was nervous about how people would react to the new person he had become, he was happy about going to school again.As he had his shower, a maid came in with his new set of outfits for school and laid them neatly on the bed. He soon got out and was helped to get dressed. He was given a nice haircut, so when he looked into the mirror, he liked what he saw. He was adjusting his tie when his doorbell rang."Come in, Alex," he said, still looking into the mirror. It was not Alex who came in, but his father. It seemed like ages since he had seen the man."Permit me to say that you look different from the last time I saw you, son," Mr. Abbott began."It's all thanks to you, Dad," he said as he moved into the open arms of his father, who wrapped him in a warm embrace. "I see all you are doing with the business, and I must say that I am impressed," Mr. Abbott said.Jason took another look at his dad. He was in a long silk