The king of Birmingham and his daughter

Exams

Tomorrow at this so-called school, I would be doing these exams after school, so they know where to properly place me, so they could give me the best education that they could probably give me. I don't know why they couldn't have done this from the beginning, I do not know, but whatever I guess.

I've already heard a lot of the children of all ages, within the school that I look a lot like my father, and how nobody would ever come close to me, except for the twins. I have my doubts on that though. Only saying that as there are some dicks in the class, like in most schools there would be, who like to say a hundred and one things, but do the exact opposite of what they're saying in front of the peers.

In all fairness, I always feel like it is always better to have a small number of friends, instead of a large group of them, surrounding you all the time, chatting about absolute shite. Having a larger group of, so-called friends, could also lead you into much trouble. Even if there's that one sneaky sort, who could possibly infiltrate your name. I don't need others to do that when I could easily do that all by myself.

Once I had gathered all of my thoughts together, I had decided to go to sleep, as there wasn't anything else to do at this time of night. I won't be needing to do my homework, as I know that I am able to do that in the morning, without any sort of hassle from all of the relatives that may be present around me at the time. It kinda helps when the homework is too easy for me too. 

As time goes by, and I look towards the dull ceiling, with my head on top of the single white pillow, given my head comfort, I had started to slowly drift to sleep, embracing my heavy eyelids, as they fall slowly, and I gradually fall asleep in no time, with hope, that tomorrow won't be as dramatic as it was today. 

- time skip to when she is at school, and its the last period- 

As time dragged by slowly, it edged towards the end of the day here. Just seconds before the end of class, the headteacher came barging through the classroom door, telling the petite teacher, that stood gracefully in front of the whole class during the boring lessons, that she has to teach. 

She had informed me that I had to leave early, as I have to sit these exams in front of the whole class, just so that everyone else would know. They all had started to mumble to each other, which had caused the teacher to cough and granted them all a stern look, whilst they start to look sorry for themselves slightly.

Once I had gotten all of my items and packed everything up in the order that I like them to be in, I had walked out of the class quickly, with my head looking straight ahead, to only be greeted by the head as well as John. I don't remember him saying anything this morning that he was going to be here? Mhm.

We went down a couple of shortish hallways before we had reached the room, that I don't quite recognise. Once the headteacher had unlocked the door,  with his silvery keys jingling on the hoop, that he had held in his palm, we all eventually walked in, with both the head and John following behind me as I walked through first.

There were a singular desk and chair, with several papers on top of it. The head had told me that I would be accompanied by John, and another teacher within the room for at least two hours whilst I take all of the exams that sat unattended on top of the small wooded table, all with my name neatly written across the top of the paper, from the black pen and indigo blue ink that was also sitting calmly on the desk corner.

I placed my bags underneath the desk, as the head didn't actually tell me where I should be placing my bag. I picked up the first paper of many that sat in front of me, and I opened up the paper and started to do these exams. 

Whilst I was busy doing them, without me realising, a different teacher must have come in, as the head was nowhere to be in sight. In all honestly, I should really be grateful that these papers were incredibly easy for me to do, as over half of them have now been done. these really should be done in no time. 

A short while later, I had thankfully finished the last question, on the last paper that was sitting on the table. I had done all nine of these papers in just under an hour and a half. And by the looks that I was receiving from both John and this other teacher, it seemed like I might have done it too quickly to both of their surprises. 

"Miss Shelby, are you most certainly sure that you've done. You have more than enough time left. A another hour and a half to be exact" The teacher had exclaimed to me, and all I had done was shock my head towards him, to say that I was most certainly finished with them.

"Sir, if you really wanted me to do them during the whole of the time, please make it a lot harder for me, as they were far too easy for me to do," I told, looking over to see where John was. Looking at him, to tell him that I really wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. 

John had thankfully quickly coughed to grab the teachers attention before he had gotten another word out. " I do believe that when my niece has finished these papers, she is entitled to leave" He had said to the man.

He looked over towards John, and looked pale as anything, and quickly picked at the papers and told me that I was able to go. So, again, I picked up my stuff, and placed them back into my bag, where they originally belonged, placed it onto my shoulder and pushed the squeaky chair back, situated under the desk, and made my way over towards John, with a grin over my face.

We both made our way out of the room and had gotten escorted out of the school premises by the caretaker that was still on the site cleaning the building. Not like it really needed to be cleaned anyway. It was almost spotless. Just wished that they would update some of the equipment.

Once out if the building, and we had crossed the road, I looked up at John and asked him if he could possibly take me over to Charlies and leave me there till dad had picked me up, and he had sighed heavily, kneeling down, and looking straight into my eyes, like he was about to be serious with me. 

"Blessing, your father has been really busy recently. Busy with something that half of the family doesn't actually know about, but we all know that somethings up. So tonight, I don't think that would be possible For me to do that. Especially on how late we had gotten out of that school anyway. It's just for the best if we made our way back 'ome so your father doesn't get too worried, eh?" He said, and I nodded back to him, trying to understand where he was coming from.

I honestly don't understand why everyone is hiding things from me. I honestly do hope that they realise that there is going to be a day, where I am going to know, and when that maybe, I do not know. and to be quite frank, after what had happened to Arther yesterday, I don't know if that was just an accidental thing or a common thing. But by the looks of things, that seems to be the norm for this family. 

John stood back up again, and held my hand all the way the long-winded streets, looking at the dull, tall, daunting houses. Going up a Steep hill, occasionally making the odd chit-chat till this old man, who I got a feeling that I might have met before, had approached us both. 

 " The name's Mr Campbell," 

"Nobody asked, now out of our way. We don't deal with coppers" John said to the man, as he had interrupted the man. 

"I couldn't care less if you messed with coppers or not, Mr Shelby. We had dealt with one of your older brothers yesterday, and I shall be dealing with you, and your niece here, today." He informally told John. 

I looked up at John, getting slightly nervous at the situation that is unfolding in front of all of us. squeezing on his hand had made him look down at me, lifting his eyebrow towards me, and then looking back up towards the guy, we both started to see that there was now a couple of policemen making a small circle around us. 

"You two will be coming with me down to the station. No questions asked"