A Night With Him - S01 E48

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A Night With Him - S01 E48

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 48

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Damien stepped out of the car,in awe as he stared at the school building which looked more beautiful than in pictures.

The magnificence made him feel so little and kinda scared.

The school building is as large as a whole street.

Students walked past him with their heads held high, some girls spared him a second glance but it seems more of a look of contempt.

He ba-rely had an idea of how rich kids behave cause Ivory had been so humble but seeing kids yell at their drivers for not opening the car door fast enough, seeing entourages follow students into the school, seeing maids running after some kids with their school bags made him have a rethink.

The girls were extremely h0t, they’ll make any other guy drool but not him though.

He’s sure he’s not looking bad either, he had made sure he took extra time to dress up and even Mr Harold had commended his look.

“Are you going to stand there forever?” The driver asked Damien, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Uh” he sighed and closed his car door.

“I hope you enjoy your first day here” his driver shouted.

“I hope so too, bye” Damien waved.

He walked into the school building after being scrutinized by a c@m£ra.

He brou-ght out his map which had been delivered alongside his school wears and started tracing his cl@ss room, trying h@rd not to cry at the sight of the more beautiful interior, he’s getting carried away with the beautiful and expensive things he’s seeing.

None of the students seemed amazed by it, they just walked past.

Well..they must have been used to it or rather they must have seen tons of more beautiful things at their home to be interested in these.

Almost all the students here are from influential homes .

He continued with tracing his cl@ssroom until he almost bu-mped into someone.

“I’m so sorry” he heard a tiny voice said before looking up.

“It’s fine, i should be sorry” Harold said to the girl who looked shy.

She has a stunning beauty and doesn’t look as proud and rude as the girls he has been coming across.

She’s putting on a pair of pale blue sapphire earrings which was the same color as her eyes.

He smiled seeing she had packed her hair the same way Irene loved packing hers.

Her school uniform signified she’s a student of Ivy Royals and in her hand was a map too.

“Are you also looking for your cl@ssroom?” Damien asked but got ignored as the girl walked past him.

“What!!” His mind screamed.

“Just when he was starting to think she’s different, she can go to hell! He doesn’t care” He mumbled to himself angrily.

He finally found his cl@ss after roaming the building and asking students who completely snubbe-d him and few who didn’t asked who his father was before they can talk to him.

He never knew thought the students would be this way.

He sighed as he walked into his cl@ssroom.

He got carried away with the beauty of his cl@ss that he didn’t even noticed how the students stared at him.

The females were mesmerized by his looks while the males were starting to feel threatened.

“Oh..my .” Damien muttered breathlessly, taking in every inch of his cl@ssroom.

If it wasn’t for the chairs and lockers, he wouldn’t have thought this was a cl@ssroom, he felt so good, he felt like screaming,he’s so happy to be here, to be in a different world entirely, it’d be nice to spend time with these valuables.

This is just so breathtaking, he’s gonna cry if he keeps staring.

His eyes are starting to hurt from the beautiful things he’s seeing.

“Even the chairs and lockers are ..” Damien was saying inwardly when he noticed the dozens of eyes on him.

He stared back at them and they all slowly started withdrawing their gazes, he walked to the locker and dropped his bag, not minding the students.

He alre-ady made up his mind to ignore them as much as he can, they won’t want to relate with him anyway,he’s a son of a nob©dy.

Damien checked for the number written on his school ID on each desks and he finally found his at the middle row.

“Wow” He smiled, seeing his name customized boldly on his desk.

He was overexcited that if he could jump,he would.

He gently took his seat and waited for what’s coming next.

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He know they’re gonna be having their first cl@ss for the day soon.

He continued feeding his eyes with the splendour of his cl@ss.

“Good morning students” A female teacher walked in, smartly dressed and looking good.

“Hi Miss Mitchell” The students chorused.

“Let’s begin our cl@ss” Miss Mitchell said, placing her l@pt©p on the table. Damien knew she’ll be teaching geometry cause that’s the first on the timetable.

He was a bit confused as students brou-ght out l@pt©ps, seconds later everyone’s desk contained a l@pt©p each except his and he sighed starting to get nervous.

He had thought they’ll be using notepad and pen!

“Yours is in your desk” A familiar tiny voice said to him and he turned to see .. the shy girl he had bu-mped into.

Her chair was right beside his, how couldn’t he have seen her.

“Uh?” He wi-de-ned his eyes.

“Your l@pt©p is in your desk” The girl said and Damien tilted his head.

He fetched a br@nd new l@pt©p from his desk with a smile plastered on hisl-ips.

“Thank you…” He was saying but realized he didn’t even know her name.

“Marlene” He added after glancing at her name on her desk.

Her last name isn’t on her desk like everyone else and he wondered if she doesn’t have a last name.

Well…who doesn’t have a last name.

“Thank you Marlene” He repeated and got ignored once again.

“fvck!” He cursed un-der his breath before turning to operate on his l@pt©p with the help of the manual.

“Ohh..before

we start, there are two new students and I’ll urge them to come forward now” Miss Mitchell said.

Damien stood up with Marlene and they both walked to Miss Mitchell and faced the students.

Damien could s-en-se Marlene was nervous and he wanted to hold her hand to re@ssure her but he st©pped himself.

“Introduce yourselves plea-se” Miss Mitchell said.

“I’m Damien Noris, nice to meet y’all” Damien said.

“Well..it’s not nice to meet you” A student said and most of them nodded.

“I knew he was a nob©dy” Another male student said and most of them bur-st into laughter.

He smiled when he noticed it was mostly male students that mocked him.

He knew they feel threatened by his look.

“And i guess you’re a someb©dy! Just for warning,do not cross my path for any reason or you’ll have yourself blamed , I’ll be f0rç£d to show you how crazy a nob©dy can be” Damien said and the students g@sped in surprise including Miss Mitchell.

No new student had stood up for himself the way Damien had.

She was glad Damien had set them straight, they’ll begin to respect him and make sure they don’t cross his path like he had said, they’re all cowards,their mouths just run.

“Introduce yourself plea-se” Miss Mitchell said to Marlene.

“I’m Marlene” She said shyly, staring at her feet.

“She must be here on scholarsh!p” A female student said and they all bur-sted into laughter.

Damien was almost f0rç£d to reply them but he just kept mute, wondering why Marlene hadn’t mentioned her last name.

“You don’t have a last name?” A student posed the question.

“Maybe her dad is one infamous safecracker ” A student said and laughter echoed the whole cl@ss again.

“It’s impolite and rude to say such about her father!” Damien said and the laughter subsided..

“You should caution them” Damien said to Miss Mitchell.

“I won’t want to lose my job” She said to Damien on a low tone.

“Ohh” Damien sighed.

“I’m

Miss Mitchell,your geometry teacher. It’s nice to meet you both. You can both go back to your seats”

Damien sat in the cafeteria during lunch break, sitting and eating with two girls from his cl@ss.

The girls are more nice to him than the guys, he’s trying to avoid any close relationsh!pwith any of them as much as he can cause they are obviously more nice to him because of his looks.

He doesn’t want friends like that, plus they’re so proud.

“So, what does your dad do?” One of the girls asked him.

“My dad is dead” Damien replied plainly.

“Ohh…I’m so sorry about that” The girls chorused.

“Your mum?”

“Dead also”

“Oh…my! So sad. So so sorry about that”

“Thank you, it’s been long anyway” Damien said, trying not to think about them.

“I’m Annabelle by the way”

“I’m Danielle and Annabelle is my friend. We both want to be friends with you”

“Ohh…fine” Damien said with a little smile.

“The way you answered questions in cl@ss today was so mind b!owing and you’ve got great looks too, i don’t mind your background,i just want to be friends with you and maybe moree” Danielle smiled and win-ked.

“Count yourself lucky we want you as our friend ” Annabelle said and Damien chuckled.

“Let’s observe table manners plea-se” He said,still looking for Marlene in the cafeteria.

Seems she’s not here.

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Marlene appeared after lunch break cause the cl@ss prefect was ordered to show them round the school.

She looked reserved as she approached them.

He has never met someone as quiet as Marlene.

She’s obviously someone of few words.

He wanted to ask why she wasn’t in the cafeteria but he doesn’t want to get ignored again.

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They returned to cl@ss after touring the whole building.

There’s so much to tell Irene when he get home.

This school is another world entirely on it’s own!

Damien sighted an empty seat as he walked to his seat, with Allysia Steels customized boldy on the desk and he wondered if there’s another new student.

Why didn’t he notice the desk before.

“Damien” Anna and Danielle waved at him and he waved back , smiling.

He had almost forgotten about them…..

“How was school today? I’m sure today is one of your best days” Irene said as she welcomed Damien.

“Arrrgh” He gro-an ed, falling flat on the couch.