At exactly Eight ante Meridien, Caius arrived at the big black gate of Kingswell University in a simple outfit that was easily ignored— plain white shirt with faded gold stripe, black pants that looked modest and a sneaker on his feet that was probably inheritance or given to him by a kind neighbor because his appearance looks like someone who couldn't afford a good one but at that moment, the young man was standing at the gate of Kingswell— the name ring a bell— the most expensive school in the state.Caius adjusted his bag and walked to meet the security man at the gate. "Good morning, Sir," He greeted politely and the man looked up from his desk in mild surprise. "Morning, how may I be of help to you, young man?" The uniformed security asked, his eyes searching his appearance intently."I need your help directing me to the admission office." He said, keeping his voice polite and the security man was getting more surprised in his expression. "Are you a visitor here?""A new stude

Lucas Prescott let out a Mockery laughter."Are you fucking kidding me, Huh?" He laughed at Caius, standing up from his seat."Back to your seat Lucas. Now!" Professor Dwayne snapped but Lucas was already up. The class knew him as the biggest bully, one of Thompson Parker's clique.He wore a black jacket and a fashion jean that belonged to an expensive label, a Silver chain caught the light around his neck and scattered it across the room— an expensive arrogant guy. His eyes locked on Caius predatorily yet the corner of his lips had a smirk that was cold amusement. "I give you five seconds to apologize." Caius's voice came loud and clear."This m*therfucker must be kidding me." Lucas repeated, stepping away from his desk. Never had he been challenged in the class. They knew him. He was Thompson's righthand. A rookie calling his bluff on his first day was really insulting."Lucas to your seat! Now! It's an Order!" Professor Dwayne shouted but he knew he couldn't do much. Three years t

Caius's statement hung in the air.Arabella stopped. Her heart drummed in her ear.Then, slowly, she turned to him, her hair still scattered over her face."W— what did you just say?" Her voice cracked through the silence.Caius took one step forward to close the long distance that suddenly felt too small."I said," his voice came confidently. "Be my girlfriend." He repeated.Silence stretched. And again it felt as though Arabella had Heard him wrongly.She was called dirty Arabella, male students in the school stay away from her because she was the poorest student on the campus— scholarship got her in, her fellow genders dispise her, said she was out of their league. But in the actual sense— they were only bittered because she was brilliant, but in a school like Kingswell, brain is like filth when you have an empty pocket."Why..why did you say that?" She toned. "If you want to bully— just do it. Spill me milk, let me eat crumb, slap me in the face..""I am not here to do any of tha

Meanwhile at Kingswell university, inside an Empty Classroom, smoke curled into the air like smoke from sacrifice.At the centre of the room, a figure silhouetted in the wafting smoke. Thompson Parker.He sat at the centre of the room on an expensive furniture placed at the middle of the room like a throne, his shift unbuttoned, his legs crossed like the entire school belonged to him— and of course it did.Three other students looking rugged and rich stood around him.This group belonged to Thompson Parker and he called it— THE BLUE BLOOD. A Clique of five richest students in the school. They're feared across the school and no one dare cross their path because of their past atrocious acts that put fear in everyone's heart. Professor stay off their lane, students walked another path they take. Kingswell contained influential students but the BLUE BLOOD are in their own league. A terrifying group of five.Thompson waved at one of them. He stepped forward and leaned closer."Get me a

The Meal course arrived after ten minutes in lidded silver trays carried in by four staffs walking in with professional ease. Patron's steal glances at them, commenting in hushed tone.The tray's were gently placed on the table one after the other along with different labels of drinks that immediately made Arabella gasped, her voice catching on it. Her eyes widened on the spread of dishes in her front.Ceramic plates arrived immediately too with cutleries only used in this kind of settings."Are you ready, Sir, Ma?" The waitress glanced between them. "I'll be offering the table service personally."Caius glanced across to Arabella who was still in shock, her wide eyes counting down from one lidded trays on the table and drinks that stood together like trophies at the side.What the heck?"Please go ahead." Caius said seeing she was still processing everything. He smiled faintly."Alright. It's an honour to serve you, Sir, Ma." The waitress moved, flipping one lid open with ease. Stea