THE PLAYBOY'S REVENGE.

Chapter 1: The Exordium 

Dyle in his room, his phone rings, he picks it up to find out it is Anthony.

 Anthony has always been a childhood friend of Dyle. Anthony's mother died when he was at the age of twelve. He lived with his father who never had time for his but only for his side chicks and girlfriends who always badge into his house any time they like. He give them company the absence of his father mostly when he has been away for a very long or on a very mysterious trip.

 Back to the present, Dyle hesitates to pick the call. After several calls he finally picks up the call. 

'Fuck what the hell is wrong with you, man. You ain't picking your bullshit phone up, got your mama around.' 

'No man I had a lot of shits to attend to I still got more' dyle spoke with a sunken voice. 'Alright. We got a party in Roy's house tonight by nine, do you think you can make it'. 

 'Well dude, I got differential calculus classes by 12pm and I have to head back to uncle Joe's store by 4pm. I think I can make it but I will seriously be late due to extra time and part-time jobs I may be handling recently.

 Dyle is a hot looking and presentable guy, he is a six feet two with abs. caramel complexion and perplexed with dimples. Gorgeous eyes, sweet smiles and prudent abs were part of his attributes. He is filled with hairs that are like soft silks to the skin. He has a full hair on the head with an undisputatable hair round cut style which makes him hotter to the kneeling of girls. Dyle lives with his mother and dearly beloved sister only after his father left them to dubai with another woman. He gave reasons to be that he cannot stay with his mother because she is a black woman and they are tricky and conniving.

He works part-time in a store in other to aid his mothers with the bills and more so they can live a very comfortable life. Meanwhile, Anthony's family is among the wealthy class. He is a play boy. Almost having Dyle's resemblance but he is two inches shorter and chocolate brown.

 Dyle horridly prepares to move to go to school, putting Roy's party at the back of his mind. He bounces out with a white top and a hoodie on top, a white canvas a jean short. He sets of for school on his bike which was around a mile away from home. He follows track routes in other not to get stuck with jams on the way to school which will make him even late for school than he already is. 

He rushes to class after the journey and gets there to find Mr. Finn already on the topic of calculus and differential equations. 

 'Hello Dyle, always late. Don't tell ne this time that it was the traffic that made you late'. 'No Mr. Finn, I swear, I presume to have woken up a little bit late after having a bad time sleeping in the night'. Dyle responded. 

 He head up to his seat. Connor his seat mate, made a change of body gesture. 'How excellent do you say you are in lying. I don't know please tell me. You just got that teacher fooled.'

 'Trust me, it's my trademark'. Dyle said in response. 'Anything to avert problems is what we do if it includes the lie'. 

'Hey boys, you two are distracting the others'. 'Sorry' both boys responded to Mr finn.