Some people come into your life to make it better. However, some just end up making it worse, NOT FOR YOU... but for themselves.
Well, Nicholas is no stranger to this.
Nicholas Marcellus is no trained assassin but he took up the job to put that on...
No matter what You are, Your Roots will always Find a Way to Reach You..
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Davina's POV
By the time I reached the college, the assembly was almost about to start. I, along with Liza, quickly grabbed one of the last spots so as to not come in the eyes of any teacher. But as unlucky as I was, we got caught. Mr. Andy, our math teacher caught us red handed.
"Both of you!", he called out to us when we were trying to hide behind the people standing in front of us in the line. "Come out and stand there!", he said. Liza and I looked at each other and sighed in defeat. "Stand with the ones who're late just like you!", he spat.
And just like the obedient students we were, without uttering a single word, we walked toward the other end of the room in our deflated forms.
"See, I told you we'll be in trouble!", Liza hissed while elbowing me.
"Ouch!", I hissed. "I was just trying fill out empty grumbling tummies", I said with a puppy face.
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She rolled her eyes at my failed attempt to redeem myself. "You know you can't get away with that silly face!", she scolded me.
"But-"
"Quiet, both of you!", Mr. Andy yelled, cutting me off.
We both sealed our lips and kept our heads low until the end of the assembly.
Soon, the bell rang, dismissing all of us for our first lecture. Both of us thanked our lucky stars and started walking towards the corridor, until being stopped all over again.
"Hey, you two!", Mr. Andy called us.
We stopped dead in our tracks. "Now, what does he want?", she sighed. I just shrugged because honestly, I had no clue either. We turned around to look at him while our hands still holding the straps of our bags.
"First, both of you come late", he said, walking over to us. "And then, you have the audacity to talk even while you were punished?", he said, folding his arms over his chest.
"S-sorry, sir. We'll be punctual from the next time", I said with my head held low.
"That will not save the two of you from going to the Principal's office", he stated. Instantly, our heads shot up in his direction and then we exchanged looks. Before we could plead to him, he dismissed us, "NOW!"
With no other option left, we turned around in our deflated forms and walked to the Principal's office.
While we were on the way, Lisa was shooting daggers in my direction. If looks could kill, I would be dead by now!
Soon, we were standing in his office, with Mr. Andy beside us, while we waited for Mr. Spector, our principal to come. Just then, the door flew open and in walked a man with a stout and heavy beard. We wore a blue suit and paired it with hair sleeked back. He looked around 50 or something as he had initiations of wrinkles around his face and his hands. His body language was that of a very sophisticated person but he seemed otherwise to us. It was like he always had a naughty, and I mean vulgar naughty side to him.
