"Wrong Pack!"Park and Wendy, the popular, richest, and most arrogant students in the school, are getting acquainted with Nicholas, and it is not going to turn out well for me or anyone who is already admiring him. He is presently bound by the wild wolves, and those two can never make decent company.The untold truth is that their fathers are my Dad's business partners. My father has multiple shares in Wendy's father's company, and Park's father, who is separated from his famous wife, Cereet Lake, has my dad as a top investor in his textile company. Although Park lives with his mother, he has a cordial relationship with his father and often accompanies him to my home for business gatherings. Wendy's father attends too, but from my observation, I don't think he has a good relationship with his son. They both attend the gatherings at different times and in different cars and barely stand in as a family.They are unaware of my presence and relationship with the Waldeen. They mostly roam
NICHOLAS:I reneged on my decision to have no friends once I realized how helpful Park and Wendy could be. They provided me with valuable information about the school and its scholars. Things are done differently in D'Caprias, I learned. Most actions are based on personal choices. While extracurricular activities were compulsory in my previous school, students here have the freedom to decide how and where they want to spend their free time.Joining a preferred club is a challenge due to the numerous interesting options available. There is the art club whose room contains vibrant colors and creative energy spilling out into the hallway. The melodious sounds of music wafting from the music club room, entices anyone with a passion for rhythm and melody. There are clubs for drama, debate, and even a community service club dedicated to making a positive impact on the local community.However, swimming seems to be the best fit for me, and coincidentally, my newfound famous friends are also
NICHOLAS:Park has to be kidding me!I looked at him in a baffle. He couldn't hold his laugh over the expression on my face."Cereet Lake, the Guinness World Record holder, Ms. Drown, is my mom," Park proudly announced.I couldn't believe it. Cereet Lake, the award-winner fastest swimmer? The fit and attractive woman that graces every social screen is his mother and the eccentric announcer?I am still on the scale of disbelief when Cereet Lake walked in, and dear lord! it is her for real.Her long dark hair flows with every step she takes, and her smooth long legs glide effortlessly over the grounds as she matches forward to us. She looks stunning, exactly the way billboards and the internet portray her. Clad in a swimsuit, her slender hips uniquely form under the silky scarf tied around it, that I gape without realizing I am.I wasn't the only one taken aback. All the new students had the same wide-eyed expression. We all see how unbelievable it is for such a person to be here, and
NICHOLAS:I strain from regrets of renting an apartment too far from school. Living in the city is expensive, and riding through the city every day added to my expense. The bill slate on petrol is one I have come to keep a record of, and it urgently demands a need to be cut, otherwise, I will drain out on its purchase and be forced to walk my way to school in a few more weeks.The school, well, has become adjustable. D'Caprias' scale of activities has been learned, and I have advanced from being called the 'new boy' by most of the students to the 'hot boy' title.Initially, I didn't plan on getting close to anyone, but after getting to know Wendy and Park, I also adjusted to accepting friends and gradually, we formed a circle of three friends.They aren't as bad as I thought. It's not their fault they were born into a life of luxury. They've merely grown up believing the world is an easy ride, which truly, is to them.I bonded with them though. And within a month of joining their frie
NICHOLAS:Larozo's unadulterated tenacity is his charm and strength, except I am too blind to see and welcome it for a second time or get myself involved with it again.Perhaps, I shouldn't have allowed my urges to take the best of me last night, or admit to him how good it was this morning. I have fueled his confidence that he now thinks he can flirt with me.With Larozo's continuous ogling, I pray Greg Bolt hasn't taken notice of us. He provoked the situation by leaning in to stand dangerously before my face, and at a regular timing, moving his gaze to devour my sweaty body. His lustful eyes were impossible to ignore. Uncomfortable with the intensity of his stare, I averted my eyes, and he took the moment to take back the towel. I glared in confusion and alerted for his next unknown intended action. Fondling the towel, he keeps smiling and teasing my patient. I became irritated and made a move to reclaim the towel, but Larozo is quite stubborn; he lightly smacked my palm and advan
GREG:The day hit me hard, and all I could do was lie unmoving in bed. It hurts. It shouldn't, but my heart chose to be broken. Anger, disappointment, or whatever it was—I felt lost.James sensed something was wrong but couldn't extract the reason for my sudden change in behavior. He asked throughout the drive back home, but received my endless sighs instead of words. I was weak and unreasonable. Soon, I would have to tell James the truth, but the truth was, there was nothing to tell. There is no logical reason for me to be affected by Nicholas' actions, yet I was.I ended up blaming James. I needed someone to blame other than Nicholas or myself. He talked me into joining him at the gym this morning. Dad equipped a large gym suite somewhere in the mansion, yet, he persisted to explore the city in my company.James and his friends are the only ones who use the gym in the mansion. I had initially thought he wanted me there with him, but then he mentioned wanting one in the city. I veto
GREG:Upon our arrival, James parked behind Dribble's car, and above a ten-story building depicting millions of worth. Atop the building, a large billboard proclaimed the title 'Your Fitness Complex.' The grandeur of the structure alone reflected the exclusive clientele it catered to—the likes of James and his friends.I felt a sense of impending doom. This venue is undoubtedly a magnet for paparazzi thirsty for photos. I assessed my chances of blending in with the squad without drawing attention, and they seemed slim at best. Walking in with a mask amidst a group of young billionaires would only attract more public scrutiny.The boys stepped out of the car and positioned themselves in a way that resembled a photo shoot, emanating an aura that matched the grandeur of the building. With such a display, I'm unavoidably doomed.The SUV drove past our vehicles and disappeared into the left corner of the building. Soon, the two bodyguards returned and respectively took a side of both Drib
GREG:As days went by, I found myself still trapped in a prison of anger. I avoided anything and everything related to Nicholas, except for the wallpaper in my room, which I couldn't bring my hands to remove. I convinced myself that I had put so much time and effort in the darkroom creating that stunning image. So, whether pissed on the model or not, I will not allow a petty emotion push me to discard a perfect work.At school, I withdrew from every activity that may involve seeing Nicholas. I ditched the swimming club too. I dedicated more time in the photography club which I invested in tutoring the newbies, thanks to the online classes, I became more advanced in the knowledge and skills.Frederick, on the ground of being helpful and supportive, tried to convert my interest to his club as well. He believed I had grown bored of the swimming club and needed another activity to fill my time. He didn't let a school day go by without extending an invitation. My eardrums suffered from h