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Chaptew Sewvewn.

The chapter's name is read in a childish voice, even though you're a male, try it.😚

Van's POV.

When I entered Mr Anthony's office, he was alone. Good, no more awkwardness.

I knocked on his glass door before he warmly welcomed me.

"Good morning Mr Spencer.", He smiled warmly at me.

I forced a smile because I was too nervous to suppress a smile.

"I've heard you moved yesterday, it's not that we don't like you moving away it's just that........ Anyways--", I eyed him suspiciously.

So I went to the most fishy hint.

"Did mom paid you?", I asked toughly.

He looked nervous. He lost his professional aura when I asked those words.

I already knew the answers through his eyes.

"It's okay, I won't tell her that you let me know. But in one condition, don't tell her everything I do in the vicinity.", I stood infront of him professionally.

Making my pleasing acting hypnotise him.

"But I was told to report--", see? I knew it.

"Uh uh, not enough reason. She pays you, and the money she gives you is mine. I'm the one who made all the hardwork. She's just holding it. And so I have every right in that money's worth.", I slumped down in the seat infront of his desk. And crossed my legs.

He nodded.

I feel like I can control everybody.

Which is not good if you think.

"I didn't mean to sound commanding but I know you know what I mean?", I asked dearly.

"Yes.", He answered briefly.

"Okay thank you, what's for today?", I asked expectantly.

"Uhm--", he sat down on the chair and straightened his self.

"For today.... I'll get a student to guide you to the different rooms. But I can give you this paper--", he handed a piece of paper to me.

Suddenly the door opened.

There entered a guy in all punk black clothes, with his disheveled hair all around.

"What are you doing here?", Mr Anthony asked in disdain.

"I want to.", The guy shrugged.

"Mr Trevor!", Mr Anthony demanded.

"I was told to go here.", Mr Trevor spat back.

Mr Anthony looked at me for permission. I left the room silently and went outside to breath some air and to leave the two alone.

I decided to look at the walls to look at the pictures. Most of them are honors to the school and some of them are photos of school activities.

But because I didn't know much about these type of scenes, I looked around for something more.

I didn't went too far away from the office, in case Mr Anthony calls me back again. So I lingered through the halls and looked for something interesting.

There was a large frame in the middle with trophies encased in a glass window on the wall.

I went near to the photo to inspect the people.

The photo consisted of football players. Jocks.

I didn't know any one of them so I looked at the others, I was about to turn my back when I felt something solid underneath my foot, then it slid underneath making me trip over.

I almost fell but I luckily caught myself before anything happened.

"You should watch where you're go--", he yelled but he suddenly stopped.

Oh no!

He's the guy who talked to Mr Anthony recently. Mr Trevor.

"Are you, I don't care. I'm not a fan. Anyways, watch your step.", He turned his heels and walked away.

In the 23 years of my existence, I've never expected to receive such comment like his.

That was totally unexpected.

I thought all of the people will adore and love me, but boy. He proved me wrong.

I looked back at the picture and saw that same face, grinning.

°°°°°

Mr Anthony called me a little after the indecent, I was bound to ask him some questions about the guy's behavior.

I described his facial features, and his brunette hair color.

And he chuckled when he pictured the guy I was talking about.

"That guy, is Francis, he's the football captain here.", He said.

"I see.", I said grimly.

"How's that?", He asked in interest.

"Well, I saw some pictures on the wall and saw one of his there, together with the football team.", He nodded and went back to his desk.

Looks like it's time for the serious talk.

"Look, if ever he bothers you, you know where to go.", He assured.

I took a seat beside his desk and nodded.

"Will he?", I asked.

"Maybe, but I know who he is and there's some cases he did.", He said nonchalantly.

"Okay, but I'll make sure to tell where he's placed.", I said proudly.

He reluctantly nodded.

Is he some sort of a freak here?

I'm so sorry for this update.

So looks like you guys already caught some hints right now??

Haha remember what I said.(if you didn't understand this you really don't know, so... Nothing)

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