CHAPTER 2: The Poor Guy

CHAPTER 2:

The Poor guy

I am Warren Wilson, who neither from a rich family nor to a popular clan but I'm proud to say that my parent raised me up with dignity. We grew up with values and love by our parents. I never felt less because of them. I learned to act as if I don't care to anyone or anything because I don't want others to see that I'm weak, I need to show that I'm strong, not just for myself but for my family. We always need to work hard to get anything and because of that I learned to become independent and work early at my young age. I also become competitive and here I am, always working hard to be the no. 1 in school because I believe this will be the first step towards success.

So I finally got into my new school.

Up until now I still can't believe that I am now studying in the most prestigious school in the country which is just one of my dreams before. But dreams do come true especially when you focus and do everything to achieve it. I was given a scholarship by this school because I was the top 1 in the annual assessment test that was given to all school in the entire country.

And as I was standing in the entrance I remember the research I made about this school. That's where I found out that this school is the most prestigious, expensive and the most-- Dangerous.

Yeah, dangerous. I myself got surprised with what I have read on blogs and comments about this school. They say bullies are just around the corner, so if you want your life to be easy, don't gather so much attention and don't mess or get near with the rich kids. I'm not attention or troubles seeker you know. I don't even bother to make friends because I don't need help. Making friends will just make my life complicated. I hate dramas, conflicts and another responsibility. I already have a lot so there is no room for another.

As much as possible I need to stay here to study because graduating from this school will help a lot in pursuing my dream for my family. I want to focus only on this dream and nothing else. It's not that I am a coward or anything. Actually I am more than capable of defending myself. In fact, I am a black belter taekwondo student in my previous school, because I want to know how to defend myself from bullies and to people who wants to hurt my family. I just don't want conflict that would make my parents worry.

I started walking after positioning my goal in my mind and as I reached the entrance of the building I felt an unexplainable excitement and eagerness. I never would have thought that there is a school that would be, as big and beautiful as this. So I enter the building and since I'm not yet familiar around it I need to hurry up. I was captured by the beauty of the entire school that I forget about the time.

So I started walking fast and look every single room's name. I need to find it now. Damn it. "Dragon room, dragon room, dragon room." I said while searching.

"Found it." It's the last room on the left but a lot of students are still gathering on the hallway and it's giving me a hard time to reach my room.

Shit I'll be late in a minute." Who the hell are they screaming at? Don't they have class to attend to? Stupid and hopeless rich kids huh. Seriously on our first day? I thought.

And then I saw a wide opening in the center and I immediately jump there. I praised myself for passing through that crowd while looking at that side of the hallway, when suddenly I felt that someone bumped into my chest. I turned my head in front of me and saw a girl wearing a black tube dress and slowly turning her head up, facing me.

"What the hell!"She said in annoyance. I'm not the one who bumped her you know. She looks irritated but her expression suddenly changed and she's now staring at me or should I say she is EXAMINING me from head to toe.

"Do you enjoy what you're seeing?" I said sarcastically and then I looked away. I need to get out of this scene and hurry or I'll be late. As I was looking for my room I noticed that almost all the student are looking at me with amusement. Some are glared with annoyance (especially the guys) and they are whispering into each other ears. Well, its not a big deal you know. We just bumped into each other so I just ignored what happened and walk immediately to my room.

To my surprise someone goes after me and yelled. "Who do you think you are? Didn't you just bumped into a beautiful lady and hurt her. You'll just walk away as if nothing happened. You owe her an apology, you know?"

I looked at the girl to check her expression and if she is hurt. She has a small smile in her face and I turned to the guy and gaze into his eyes without saying anything. It's like we were just waiting who'll throw a punch first.

Oh crap! Getting myself into trouble the first day of school but I have to be prepared just in case.

"Do you know who you're messing with?" said by a brown haired girl wearing red dress said and 2 girls on her back are glaring at me. Am I really the bad guy here? I can't believe this

"Don't worry about it. I'm fine and I'm not hurt. So you could spare him. Ok?" She said as if she was the victim. Pretentious Crap! She was saying something but I don't care because I have to focus on how I can get into my room smoothly. The guy look to the girl's direction with a sudden mood change.

"You are really an angel Rich. Good thing you stopped me. I almost beat the crap out of him, just to teach this guy a lesson. He should be thankful" He bragged.

As if you can. I said to myself.

"You asshole, don't you dare...". I ignored what he said and continue walking.

"You son of..." yelled by the guy.

"Just stop! Don't mind him, ok? And thank you for defending me." I heard her, fooling that stupid guy. I didn't hear her whole speech and I couldn't careless.

I finally reached my classroom. I apologized to the professor and explained that I'm the new student and I got lost. He might have heard my name from the principal and acknowledge me. He did not mind me being late. He asked me to sit down and he proceeded with the lesson.

Some students in the corridor entered the same room. They are still staring at me and whispering something to each other. I acted as if I'm concentrating on the lesson and ignored their stares.

"Did you saw Rich's face? She was shocked that someone has finally ignored her for the first time..." A girl whispered from my back.

"I sure did. Someone has finally stand that fake witch. Thanks to this tough gorgeous guy." Another girl commented while clapping.

"He's so hot, don't you think?" Looking at me from head to toe.

I can't help but feel uncomfortable that they are staring at me. My body and face precisely.

It's not that I'm not used to this kinds of compliment or attention. In fact, that was the reason why students in my old school always try to bully me. I always caught girl's attention for some reason without doing anything.

I tell you, I'm not a playboy if that's what you're thinking.

It just so happened that I became the Student Council President, Team Capt. of our basketball, baseball, football and taekwondo club. Rank 1 in all the exams and over all ranking. I never had experienced defeat in my entire life.

So you could say I'm QUITE a performer.

I don't use that to get the girl's attention or something though. That's why I don't get it why they always blame me if their girlfriend's broke up with them. I mean, they just spoke to me for a bit, ask questions and the next thing I know they have confessed or broke up with their boyfriends.

A close friend of mine in my old school told me that I broke a lot of girl's heart in that school especially when I transferred to this University.

I remember my last days in that school.....

Almost all the girls are trying to chase me every single day and grab me with no particular reason. They kept on giving me gifts with goodbye letter that I didn't ask for.

I NEVER liked a girl even before. Not even once. I just don't feel like I need one right now.

For me, girls are just source of distraction and I can't afford to have one.

"Attention please! If you'll just talk and don't listen to the lesson then it would be best to send you out so you can continue whatever topic you have in there." Yelled by the professor to my noisy classmates.

That brought my attention back to the lesson and dropped my sudden reminiscing.

So that pretentious girl name is Rich huh? I was wondering who she is and why they bothered themselves to talk about her even in class. But I guess I shouldn't be worrying about that for now because I just noticed that the guys are glaring at me and I can feel the threat on their gazes.

I can sense that I'm on a big trouble