"The games of kings: Rise of the underdog"

Chapter two

The worst thing that could happen to me was Selena giving up on our love.

As the torrent of the rain tore heavily on me, I raced back home. My body and clothes are drenched in the rain.

But so was my heart. It was ripped apart by Selena and was of course drenched in anger and regret.

I got to my apartment and what I saw even made my day more agonizing by the day.

My clothes which were packed in a little leathered bag were right by the door. My broken keyboard, my belonging in a nutshell.

Everything.

The landlord had kicked me out for being backward in my rent dues. I stood still, drenching. My hair was messy and of course I needed a change of clothes because I was catching a cold.

Surprisingly, I wasn't feeling any of that.

I was rather feeling pity and rage. I did everything to satisfy Selena. I worked a double shift and even spent most of my savings trying to get on her god side.

I had always thought I could take on everyone and everything with her by my side. But what I saw tonight, what I witnessed made my legs feel like a jelly fish and for the first time in my life., I felt like crying.

I sniffled as I walked towards my doorstep.

At the door of my room was a notice, plastered, " Debtor!"

I knew calling the landlord would be a grave mistake. I had pleaded more than thrice now and it was only logical he had me kicked out.

I had nowhere to go. No one to call or even hang with. It was then it was dawn on me that I was all alone.

I grabbed my leather bag which contained my clothes leaving the rest of my belongings or should i say garbage?

I walked back into the rain trying to get a place to pass the night. I could feel my body freezing under the rain with no shed or shelter.

But then I saw a post on the wall of a cafe. They were in need of a server.

I hurried and walked into the cafe.

Immediately I walked in, all eyes darted towards the door. I felt like a thousand eyes were on me but the aroma of the soup coming and hot coffee stung my nose making me salivate.

" What are you doing here,boy?" a voice right behind me jolted back to life.

" I..I...don't mind if you could.." I stuttered as I clenched onto the post bill in my hands.

" We don't need street bums like you. I bet you also need a place I crash judging from your look. Go and try your luck elsewhere. Shoo!" the man with burnt teeth shouted at me.

Was it that obvious?

Or was this just bad luck from earlier on?

My face showed I was tired or was it my heart yearning for revenge. Or I was just trying to hide the pain that I felt.

I grabbed my things and as i was about to walk away, I felt a mop flying my way.

" Get to work!" the feminine voice said without looking at me

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[ THE NEXT DAY ]

I woke up quickly and cleaned the cafe making it neater than it was yesterday. The woman who had given me the job walked out and smiled at me.

I looked at her and wasn't sure how to react. She was awfully friendly compared to the man who wanted me gone yesterday. " Do I scare you kid?" She asked walking past me to change the sign hanging on the door knob.

" Not really." I replied. " Why did you.."

" Give you the job?" She asked staring at me.

I nodded

" Because you needed it and you remind me of him." She replied. I looked at my wrist watch and saw I was late for school. " Ma'am..can you..please.." I stammered.

"You can leave for school, child but we need to talk when you are back." The old lady said and I dashed out she was done speaking.

I knew i had to get to school in time. I have been trying to get the scholarship into college right after I was done with secondary school.

I had been the one paying my tuition and also trying to get every damn thing I needed. I don't know why I had decided to drag Selena along with my daily life but a guess a part of her makes me happy.

I got to the front of the school entrance and checked the worn out wrist watch on my hand. It has stopped working maybe due to the fact that I ran immediately from the bus stop down to the school gate.

My school was the definition of riches. You could know the calibre through the mode of dressing and of course how they hang around.

I was in the low level class so I barely had friends. I was a charity case as I often run most of the kids assignments just to get a few bucks that ended into Selena's bank by the way.

I knoted my shoe lace, tucked in my shirt that was out of place and walked into the school that screamed wealth and power. I was feeling a little better after what happened yesterday thinking that was all but I guess I was wrong.

Immediately I set foot into the hallway, I could hear the snippets of their harsh words. Murmurs about my name and how she had humiliated me.

I clenched my fist by my side trying not to listen to any of it. I wasn't expecting this to be a big deal but I guess I was wrong. It was like my injured wound was reopened.

One of the kids played the video over and over as I walked through the hallways.

The laughter, the pleading echoes of my voices.

God!

I felt the ground I walked on could cave at any moment. But then, I heard a gasp from a nearby student beside me and when I turned, I was soaked once again.

Drenched In a kind of foul smell I couldn't like to say.

I turned round to see who it was and my face went pale.