Fifteen minutes after they left home, Henry came to a stop in front of a building. A very large building almost as majestic as Mr. Dadnelion's home. It's painted in a unique colour. It has the colour of the short he is wearing.
"Is this the school?" He asked. "Yes," Henry answered. "So should I get down here or you will take us inside.""You will walk inside," Henry answered. Mark came out immediately. He looked at the school once again. It has two gigantic buildings by the side. And looking through the gate, Mark saw lots of students dressed like him, hanging around the school. Some were in pairs, and some alone. He liked the atmosphere, but he tried hiding it. It would be the first time he will be around so many people of his age range. He felt like it would be an interesting adventure. An exhilarating experience. One he is looking forward to. "By the way, Mark, before you find out or you know places, you would have to stick with Anna for at least few weeks. You got that Anna?" Henry reminded Anna of the last order her father gave her. "Oh okay!" He did not care about whatever reaction Anna had. He was just excited to be there. The education he had ever since he was born was taught to him by his master. He never really had lots of friends except his master's friends. They were mostly adults or even very old people. He enjoyed their company, but he felt it would be more interesting if he could be with people of his age. "Henry, this is nice," he admired the school. He peeped through the car's window. Anna raised her head, and looked at him. "We have to go," he mouthed silently. Anna came out of the car, she adjusted her dress well, walked towards the gate. She didn't say anything to Mark or Henry. Mark began following her. "If you need anything, food or anything else, just tell her okay?" Henry announced after Henry left. He nodded and waved a goodbye to Henry. Anna entered the school gate. It felt surreal for Mark. "Hey Anna!" Students greeted her. She replied with smiles but she didn't stop walking. After she had passed, Mark noticed people's eyes were after him. Some gave questioning look. But he did not want to show how flustered he is, so he just keeps walking without smiling or waving back. Both of them got to their class. "You are supposed to be in the same class with me, but you don't have to sit by my side," She said. He nodded. He was so excited that he moved away from her quickly and went to the end of the class. He arranged the seat and sat on it. Other students came in, and they all showed their surprise at him. They were not expecting a new students. They all sat and kept their composure till it was the beginning of the first period. The teacher started talking about biology, and it all seemed so easy to Mark. All though he did not answer any of the questions asked. While still teaching, the principal came in. "Hey guys! Good morning!"" Good morning, Mrs Patricia," they all answered in unison. She nodded her head with a smile. "I know you guys already know why I am here," she said. Some students looked at Mark. "Mark! Can you come forward?" She called him. He stood up and moved quickly to the front. "This is my first time seeing you. It should not be this way but welcome to our school," she whispered to him. "Thank you ma'am," he replied with a smile. "I like you," she said. "Well guys, this is Mark. He is your new classmates. I want you all to be nice to him. Treat him with respect, and Mark, you have to be respectful to everyone too okay? Treat your juniors well, and be nice to your seniors too," she said. "Yes ma'am," Mark nodded. The principal giggled. "Now, go back to your seat. And please, continue the class," the principal excused herself and left. "Mark, welcome. Glad to have a new student being a science major," he commended him. "My pleasure.""But he sure acts like am art students major. Being all polite with his choice of words. He gives me the Elizabethan period vibe but only with modern English," a guy said. Others laughed. Mark laughed too. "Well Mark, welcome once again. So, let's continue the class…"Anna was petrified when the principal came to introduce Mark to the class. She feared her father would tell the principal to announce what's between them. Even though she didn't expect that from him, but with the stunt he pulled yesterday, she expects literally everything from him. She feared he might do just the exact thing she is scared of him doing. After the principal left, she was a bit relieved. She knew what would be left will be how to handle Mark himself. She will need to caution him. She does not know what to expect from him. Now that she knows there is nothing that can save her from marrying him, she just has to at least break up with her boyfriend first. And before the break up, it would mean she would have to live life to the fullest, have sex with him, explore with him. Enjoy her days of teenage love before she submits herself to her father's will. And maybe even by then, she would be able to convince her father. She had her hands on her chin throughout the class. She could not even make out one word the tea her said throughout the entire class. It all sounded gibberish to her. "Good lord please! Please save me," she prayed within herself, even though she always claimed not to believe in God.The class went by slowly for Anna, and a bit averagely for Mark. Everything he learnt on class where things he already knew. But for the sake of revision, he was glad he attended. Also, there were some stuff that his master didn't hint on. Mark believe either they are completely useless or the biology teacher is just adding fillers to make her notes comprehensive. He could not imagine his master to be wrong when it comes to science. But he enjoyed how conversational the class was. And when the lecturer left, a mathematics teacher came in. Even though Mark isn't bad in the course, his lack of interest for the course makes him a bad student. The teacher left almost an hour later, and the bell rang for break. Mark stood up immediately and went to Anna. "Hey Anna," he called her. He knelt down before her. "What?" She replied with a little bit of hostility. "Ever since we got in here, I have been hungry. I need food. Can you take me to the canteen?" He asked her. Anna sighed. She look
Hiroshi came to school earlier than usual. It was time that he surprised his girlfriend. He had not seen her over the weekend, his father had made sure that he did not leave. He made mention of things like everywhere not being safe. Hiroshi understood his father even though he doesn't want his father's lifestyle to judge him. When he got to school, he went straight to the boy's dorm and met with his friends."Is it the end of the world?" Daniel asked with a smile on his face. "I bet it is," Manny replied. "Stop it," Hiroshi defended himself. He shook and hugged both of them. "Yeah, but why are you in school this early?""Nothing. I just had nothing to do at home, so there was no reason for me to come late," he lied. "You never had anything to do, yet you still come late.""Man's changed, I guess," Hiroshi replied. "Hmm. More of this," Daniel replied. Hiroshi could not tell them the reason he chose to come early. For the whole week, they would call him lover boy and all sorts o
Hiroshi came to school earlier than usual. It was time that he surprised his girlfriend. He had not seen her over the weekend, his father had made sure that he did not leave. He made mention of things like everywhere not being safe. Hiroshi understood his father even though he doesn't want this father's lifestyle to judge him. When he got to school, he went straight to the boy's dorm, and met with his friends."Is it the end of the world?" Daniel asked with a smile over his face. "I bet it is," Manny replied. "Stop it," Hiroshi defended himself. He shook and hugged both of them. "Yeah, but why are you in school this early?""Nothing. I just had nothing to do at home, so there was no reason for me to come late," he lied. "You never had anything to do, yet you still come late.""Man's changed, I guess," Hiroshi replied. "Hmm. More of this," Daniel replied. Hiroshi could not tell them the reason he chose to come early. For the whole week, they would call him lover boy and all sor
People stood all around the train's platform, expecting the train to arrive. Few were seated. Others were just standing around pressing their mobile phones. Despite being a place where few people were interested in talking to each other, it was still a very noisy place. A mother held her child close to her waist, he was wandering far from her. He would jump around, but she did not want him to hurt himself. They were standing close to the ends of the rail line, and she would not want her son to jump on to the rail track by either mistake or his curiosity, or whatever reason makes people fall into rail tracks. Also, she did not want him to step on others. It would be weird if he is the reason she would have to talk to people. She wanted to leave the train station as soon as possible. And far into the rail tracks, she saw a figure approaching her. Instead of it being the figure of an oncoming train, it appeared to be that of a man walking slowly towards her. She moved back a bit, scare
Dad?" A male voice from beyond the crowd called. John stretched himself to look at where the voice came from. The young man rushed down on his knees beside his father. "Dad, what's wrong?" "Is there any doctor here on the train? Please help me," he asked. No one answered him. He crawled to a man's knee. The man moved back. "Anyone at all? Please my father will reward you," the young man assured them. John wanted to move forward. But he wasn't sure who the man was. He was just escaping something, and he is not ready to plunge himself into the middle of another crisis. He looked back at the lady he sat down beside. She was still engrossed in her music, and the creepy man was still staring at her. It was when their eyes met, that the man seemed interested in what was going on. "What's happening?" The man asked loudly. He got the attention of the lady that had been ignoring him. She stood up and knelt on her chair. She turned and looked at the crowd. She removed her earpiece. "I am
"You do realise that we just saw a quack doctor try to heal your father. Won't you just wait till we get to the station and real doctors attend to your father?" A man advised the boy. "I agree with him. Especially this one that looks dirty and God knows where he came from," a woman supported the man. "But we don't know what's wrong with him and if it's an emergency," the boy defended John. "That's more reason why you should just be calm. Don't let them touch your father as they please," another replied. "Are you sure you can take care of him?" "With the little things I have here, I should be able to bring him back to consciousness. It's only normal that I givs him first aid, then…""He is only interested in the reward. You will be sorry when this man kills your father," someone else interrupted John. John looked into the boy's eyes. It was as if he was asking the boy his choice. The boy's eyes got red, and tears began dropping. John felt he must either be eighteen years or some l
Mr. Dandelion grabbed Mark's hand with a smile on his face. "Welcome boy," he shook Mark's hand. Mark bow to the man before him. He looked at Mr. Dandelion clearly and he questioned all he had been told about Dandelion. Right beside Mr. Dandelion is his grandson. His grandson looks strong and healthy but still could not be compared to his grandfather's shape. Mr. Dandelion was tall enough that Mark had to raise his head slightly up to see the man's facial features. Since he got to Merrydam, he had not been afraid of anyone or surprised by anything. Not even the way he was treated by the security guards. But he is rather surprised and a bit scared by Dandelion. Dandelion has the facial features of what he had always classified as a real man. Just the perfect body. And a very big smile on his face. A smile that intimidates Mark"Thank you sir!" He replied and returned his smile. "Glad you made it. Let's go inside," Dandelion walked towards his car. Mark didn't follow immediately. D
Mark coughed the food in his mouth out. It splashed just beside the one in the plate. "What?" Everyone on the table gasped. Mark looked up at Mr. Dandelion. "Uhm… sir, that's not why I am here," Mark protested. "It is," Dandelion handed him the letter that Mark brought from his boss. It read that Mark was sent there as per agreement between both of them. It was agreed after Mark was to marry Dandelion's youngest daughter. "Dad, that's not possible," a lady stood up and bangs the table before her. She shot an angry eye at her father. Her frown made her look fierce. A spitting image of Dandelion himself, except more feminine. Mark wondered if her smile would be as beautiful and reassuring as that of Dandelion. "Anna!" A woman responded. "What mother? Your husband has spoken and you can't go against him? Why would he pick such a barbaric boy for me? You saw him when he walked in this afternoon, didn't you? He was…""Anna!" A man screamed at her. He is the closest to Dandelion. His