"Mr. Weems, your limo has been prepared for you to go to Nevermore. Shall I wait for you downstairs?" My butler, William, asked, waiting.
Yes, of course. I will be down in a few minutes.," I said, letting out a sigh of exhaustion.
"Very well, Mr. Weems," William said, going back down the stairs to wait for my arrival.
*5 MINUTES LATER*
""I'm truly sorry for the wait," I said worriedly as I walked down the stairs.
"No matter, Mr. Weems. Come along now; we don't want to be late for your first day," William said reassuringly, guiding me towards the limo for school.
As soon as I got into the limo and William closed the door, I started to feel a bit anxious and began to think,
"I hope this school will be as normal as it can be. I mean, it is a school for outcasts..."
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A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.