"Come on, let's get to class." Raina nudged Marco from his thoughts.Marco shrugged and followed Raina as she walked away, he shook his head and gathered his thoughts. He cleared his head and walked into class.The teacher droned on and on about some boring subject but Marco's head was somewhere else. He wanted nothing more than to go home and soak his head in his shower.His new bathtub proved to be one of the finest technology ever created and it was his guilty pleasure to soak himself in his scented bathroom and wash away the darkness the world has to offer.
Marco walked off with a smile on his face. He didn't dare glance back at them.Not when they would be looking to see if he was bluffing. He wasn't, he was dead serious about locking them up. If they look at him with evil intent in their eyes then there would be hell to pay.He got to class and took his seat at the back, he had just brought out his book when he felt someone nudging him.Marco looked up to find Raina staring at him with a look of disapproval on her face, he gulped."H, hey Raina." Marco stuttered.Raina tapped her foot against the tiles as she glared at Marco."Hey Raina?" she asked, stepping closer."Hey, Raina? That's all I get?" She asked again.Marco had already broken out in a sweat as he struggled with what to say."Nothing to say?" She prompted.Marco looked around to see people staring at them, they were invested in what he had to say and for some reason, it bothered him.He reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her out to the hallway. He ignored her as she k
As Marco pulled into the school car park in his gleaming white Rolls-Royce, the other students couldn't help but stare. Some of them even stopped mid-conversation to gawk at him, their whispers growing louder as he parked the car and stepped out."Isn't that Marco?" someone whispered."Wow!" another said.Marco's grin was wide as he made his way toward the school entrance, enjoying the attention he was receiving. He knew he looked good, and the Rolls Royce only added to his already impressive image.But he couldn't wait to see the look on the trio's faces as he passed them, they should know not to mess with him.He didn't want to come with all this in the first place but he decided to throw caution into the wind and be spontaneous for once, his father encouraged him to live the life that he didn't get the chance to.The whispers continued as he walked through the halls of the school, his classmates staring at him in disbelief. Marco could feel their envy and jealousy radiating toward
Marco stood in front of his apartment building, staring blankly at it, his mind still ringing from the news his landlord had given him. He couldn't believe it. He never expected those two would take it too far, they had no idea if he was in there or not, and if he was, he would have gotten seriously hurt.The thought angered Marco so much that he found himself shaking with rage. He wasn't going to take action but he was going to make them regret crossing him.As he stood there lost in thought, his phone rang, and he looked at it. It was his father, and Marco figured that the landlord had already told him everything. He didn't want to make his father more worried but he figured that the man wouldn't rest till he was sure everything was fine with him."Marco, what happened? Are you okay? I heard what happened. Were you hurt?" his father asked, his voice laced with concern."I didn't want to worry you, Dad," Marco replied, his voice barely above a whisper."Son, I'm your father. You sh
Marco was almost close to licking his plate. He had to demand another course on the menu just because the chef had him moaning over his dish.He was savoring each bite of his meal. The flavors were exquisite, the presentation was impeccable, and the ambiance was perfect. However, his enjoyment was interrupted when he noticed the matron giving him a disapproving look. Marco could feel her eyes burning into him, and he knew that she was judging him.He paid her no attention as he went back to finishing his meal, he had no business with her.As he finished his meal, he felt a presence looming over him.Marco looked up and found an older man with a warm smile looking at him."Hello," Marco greeted."Good evening, sir," the man greeted him warmly. "Who are you?" Marco asked.The man's smile faded a bit but it bounced back as he regarded Marco, "your father didn't tell you about me, did he?"Marco shook his head."I am the owner of this restaurant, my name is Greenwich. Your family has bee
Marco yawned for the umpteenth time since the meeting started. They said so many things that he couldn't keep up plus he was hungover and still hungry.He just sat there and pretended to listen when all he wanted to do was go home and fall on his bed before falling into a deep sleep.Marco sat in the stiff leather chair, his eyes glazed over as the bankers around him continued to drone on and on about interest rates, investments, and stock market trends. His stomach growled, but he dared not interrupt the monotonous conversation to ask if there was any food available.He was late for the meeting and if he asked that now, he would be considered irresponsible the last thing Marco wanted to do was give them something to talk about.As much as he tried to concentrate on what was being said, his mind kept drifting to other things. Specifically, he couldn't stop thinking about doing an apartment hunt, listening to them made him realize that if he was going to invest in properties and stocks
Marco looked at the time on his wristwatch, he saw that it was past 1 am."shit!" he swore as he walked faster to his apartment. He had lost track of time when he was helping Raina clean. They must have spent a lot of time talking and bonding.qqqIt felt good. Marco could use a friend right now. After his altercation with Chris, things were bound to get worse for him in school.He had chosen the wrong moment to be brave, He knew his life would be hell from here on.Raina was cheering for him while he was dreading going to school to face them. But for once, it was kind of good to have her smile at him for his bravery.Marco rubbed a hand down his weary face, he was tired and he wanted to sleep, the events of the day wearing down on him.The party scene wasn't his, he hated the crowd of judgemental people. But all in all, he was glad that he showed up for his friend.Seeing the smile on her face made the events memorable for him. The streets were dark with only the streetlight as the on
"The guests are leaving." Raina pointed out.Marco looked around and saw just a few people standing and they looked bored."yeah, the party's over."Marco took a look at Raina and said out loud for everyone to hear."it's time to go!" he yelled.The guests looked relieved, they threw the cups on the floor and headed out making Raina more vexed."Hey, throw those in the trash!" she yelled.They ignored her and left the house. "Ungrateful bastards," she muttered under her breath.Marco simply laughed, his eyes never left hers. He thought she looked so adorable grumbling to herself."Don't worry, I will help you clean up." He offered.Raina gave him a smile of gratitude. "thank you."Raina and Marco walked around the house, armed with trash bags and cleaning supplies, as they began to clean up the mess left behind by the party that had ended just a few hours ago. The last of the guests had left when Raina had yelled at them to leave. They chatted idly as they picked up empty cups and p