A Deal with Mr Billionaire

For as long as I can remember, I've always felt like a stranger in my family. My parents nor my sister have never shown me love or even given me any attention. It was like I was an outcast that they housed and fed just because they felt like it and not because I was their daughter. All through my life, I didn't get to experience any form of parental love from them. It was more like I didn't even exist to them.My parents were well to do. My father ran an architectural firm that was slowly rising to be the best in town, while my mum owned a lingerie store for all kinds of women irrespective of body shape and size. This made her quite popular around town because they felt she didn't discriminate among the women and people like her for that. We lived in a nice house in a really comfortable environment and to everyone, we seemed like the ideal family.But oh my, they were so wrong. This family has always been very dysfunctional from the beginning and I knew that immediately I could learn t

The sound of my alarm startled me awake and for like five minutes, I was trying to figure out why I woke up in a strange room instead of my house. I started looking around when all of a sudden, the events of the previous day rushed into my memory and I remembered that the library basement was my new home. I looked at the time and noticed it was already 8 am and the library is supposed to open at 8:30am.I immediately jumped out of my bed and raced to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and probably took the fastest shower I have ever taken in my life. I picked out a checkered shirt and my blacked washed jeans pairing with it my converse before picking up my phone and checking the time. It was 8:20 am. I almost heaved a sigh of relief as I walked out of my room into the main library.Immediately I opened the library doors for the day, Mr Lampton walked in with a big smile on his face and two takeout bags. looked at him weirdly, I mean who was this happy so early in the morning? Certainly

I took a deep breath as I stared at the large building before me. It was everything I imagined and more. From the electronic doors to the somewhat tinted glass windows and the well trimmed grasses, I couldn't believe I was starting college already. However, after the excitement came the nervousness. Was I truly ready to do this? Could I even do it? These thoughts ran through my head almost every night since I had gotten my acceptance letter in the mail.I looked up again at the white building and remembered everything I had been through the last two months and my entire life. How the job at the library had wearied me out and I didn't have a choice but to cope with it. The struggle to save the money I was earning while cutting down on a lot of my personal expenses. How I had to make sure I had top grades throughout high school to ensure that I at least got a tuition scholarship. These thoughts only strengthened my resolve to finish what I had started.Without thinking, I went through t

The first lecture actually went on smoothly and the professor was actually nicer than I expected. He answered questions that were asked and took his time to explain to those who didn't understand. He was still explaining a question that a red haired girl had asked when the bell rang."Okay class, that's a wrap for today. I'll send the material for today and next week's class to your mails. Please make sure you read ahead and feel free to ask questions about anything that you're finding difficult to understand. See you all next week," he said as he gathered up his notes and took his leave.Immediately the professor stepped out of the class, the whole class turned into a noise base. Almost everyone was talking at the same time, trying to make new friends and get to know each other. The shy and nerdy ones who didn't speak to anyone also packed up and left. I sat in the middle of the bustle for about ten minutes before I decided to leave too.As I was putting the last of my items into the