Scholarship kid

Sebastian’s POV

“So boys, I've got some news,” I smiled with mischief as I stared at them. They cracked their fists and got ready as it was of course, a thing of joy whenever I had news, there was definitely going to be some bones to destroy.

“Well, remember that brat I told you guys about when I went to get back my car?” 

They all nodded.

“Surprise, he's my step brother,” I said in a slow tone, my face folding softly into a scary scowl.

They didn't say a word as the news was shocking and of course, if I was in their shoes, I also wouldn't know what to say.

“Come on boys, don't be sour. I want to teach him a lesson. He had the guts to make my mom shout at me!” I cried and they quickly turned to me and that face I wanted was worn.

“He's here, in school here, but as a scholarship kid,” I revealed with scorn in my tone and we all laughed.

“So, I want…”

Just then, the angry school bell dinged hard and their faces melted.

“We'll continue this discussion later. Let's head to class now…”

They walked with me, the golden boys of the school marching with pride and shiny dark shades, well pressed uniforms and the best jewelry, worth more than the entire net worth of certain families here.

And speak of the devil. 

He was racing quickly, books held in his hands and my lips curled into a smirk. 

“There he comes,” I revealed and they all got ready.

Just as he got past us, Devon nodged his shoulder softly and tried to throw him off balance but he recoiled and stood firm and turned at me immediately, his face burning with rage.

“What are you going to do?” I smirked and the others quickly got in his way, pushing him for a fight.

“I don't blame you. I really don't have time for scums like you!” He spat and turned around, but I quickly grabbed him back and turned him over.

He yanked my hands off him and the others tried to grab him, but I stopped them before they touched him with a loud growl.

“You don't belong here. You only got here because of a scholarship you don't deserve. And just so you know, I run this place and you could lose your scholarship with just a snap of my finger,” I stated, my voice firm.

The air around us was heavy with tension, but his calm demeanor was unnerving and threatened my pride.

“Ah, is that so?” He mockingly teased me. 

“Yes, that's how things work around here!” I snapped, fighting the urge to land a punch in his face.

“Mmm, I didn't know, since it's coming from the kid who failed the scholarship exams thrice and got an ‘F’ landing him a repeat!” He spat and didn't say further, he just walked away, his aura dominating the air and weakened me.

Immediately, the boys were fired up and wanted to lunge at him but I quickly got in their way, wearing a stop sign on my face.

“Come on man!” One of them snapped in frustration. “He just disrespected you, let us handle him right,” another begged.

But I just turned to him, totally stunned and completely amazed by his confidence.

I'm impressed, I must say, but he's messing with fire.

“Uhm, don't worry, I'll handle him myself,” I smirked, my face burning with rage and a flicker of mischief was evident in my eyes.

But Devon was stubborn and still tried to run after him, but I dived him quickly, pounding him hard and uncontrollably.

Their arms wrapped around me as he struggled to break free and fought for breath. I yanked myself free from them and realized I had just attacked Devon.

No! What got into me?

This was a feeling I couldn't explain, the instinct to protect him despite the rage and despicable plans I had for him…

“What the fuck is wrong with you man?” He fired, burning hot for a fight with me.

“You don't listen man! No one touches him until I say so!” I snapped and walked away, my heart racing.

“Fuck you!” He snapped as the others held him back.

I ignored him and just walked away, straightening my jacket softly and stood a few meters away from them, waiting for the tension to calm down a bit.

But I watched that boy walk confidently and with all the disturbance, he didn't take a glance to check, his confidence was intimidating and wounded my pride.

Devon stared at me with a cold death snare and I knew exactly what those eyes meant. He turned once again to Eli and I swear, if he lays a hand in him, I'll kill him myself.

Wait, what is wrong with me? Well, he better not touch him!

I just watched him disappear and my face was mixed with irritation and some sort of curiosity as I bit my lips softly.

I didn't bother to go to class anymore, I just stood there, watching Devon bleed but I kept on staring at the exact paths Eli took.

Occasionally, I turned to Devon but later, he and the boys left with a scowl. I don't give a fuck to them, I just smiled warmly as my face twisted into a cold smirk as I plotted something to teach that boy a lesson.

“I said I'll handle him myself,” I finally burst out in disgust after they left. “Why won't y'all just listen!”

I kicked my legs in frustration but just then, a plan kicked into my head…

Exactly, just what I need to put Eli in his place. I'll show him I'm not someone to mess with.

“I'll deal with you, boy!” I muttered to

myself.

Thereafter, I turned to the boys, and hissed softly.

Ahh!

“Wait up guys, wait!”