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*riiinnngg* the sound of an alarm ceaselessly rang in a room invading the peaceful sleep of the boy on the bed “ugggh” groaning at ths disturbance, he reached out trying to find the alarm so he could put a stop to the menace and continue his sleep. After failing to find the alarm for about a minute, the boy couldn’t resist anymore and had to wake. Coming out from the covers of the bed a figure was revealed, skinny, not too tall, and average facial features, nothing striking about him. *Thud* the door to the room opened violently with a tall brutish man appearing on the other side, he opened his mouth to reveal the deep bass voice of his “boy it’s time for school!” the man spoke to the dazed skinny boy on the bed. Although he was still a bit sleepy before, his father's voice had totally cleared his eyes “I’m up I’m up I’m up” the boy said in a exasperated manner and began to prepare for his big day. Today was an important day, he was beginning his first year of high-school today but he was very nervous…the fact that it was his first day in high-school wasn’t the thing making him nervous, it was the school itself!. What school was it that would make a boy feel that way? Well it’s nothing much, just that it’s the most decorated city in the country. Filled with children of the influential and famous teachers around the world, it was very expensive to school in but somehow a child from an average family like him got in? Well he could only chuck it up to luck, he had won a scholarship meaning his entire years in the school would be free. After he had finished his preparations, Walter felt he was ready to go. “did u take ur lunch bag?” the tall brutish man spoke from the kitchen of the house, Walter who was now almost leaving just remembered his lunch bag. Speedily taking it he shouted with a bright expression on his face “I’m off dad!” “alright boy, break a leg!” hearing those final words from his father Walter left the house and headed for the best high school in the country; Wervam highschool. Seeing his son leave the house for that Wervam highschool or whatever, Coby sighed, he couldn’t keep his on away from the true world they lived in anymore. He was the only child of his parents and all his life his father had taken care of him, he had never once seen his mother. She had died in a car accident about six months after his birth, leaving only him and his father to survive the world. Arriving at the gates of the school, Walter was marveled by what he saw…exotic cars! Not one, not two but a whole bunch of them. Cars easily over half a million dollars kept parking by the school with various students on uniforms coming out of them. Shifting his gaze over to the school , a majestic gate struck his sights, it had a lion's head sculpted out of silver right in the middle looking very imposing. “whoa…” Walter's mouth hung open, he hadn’t seen stuff like this in his life. “beat it scumbag” something pushed the amazed Walter out of the way. Falling to the ground, Walter looked up to see what had pushed him, a man easily over six feet appeared in his sights with his head bowed to a boy that was probably the same age as he was. The whole crowd around the school was in awe as they looked at the boy…it was the son of the current vice President! The vice president, being a very influential man, was heId in high regards by the people. He had three children, all boys and this one here was the last son. But Walter was unaware of all these and he wanted an apology for the push, his skinny stature wasn’t a license to be pushed around! Trying to muster up the courage to challenge the man, Walter was about to speak when the tall man suddenly turned back. With a piercing gaze like those of sharpened swords, it was like Walter’s heart was suddenly filled out by ferocious claws. Fear spread throughout his body and his knees gave up, once again collapsing to the ground. The boy the man guarded looked at Walter with an belittling gaze, he had noticed what Walter was about to do. The crowd paid no heed to Walter and just marveled over the vice president’s son like he was a once in a life time candy of some sorts. The people gathered gradually moved on, with the youngsters going in while the entourage left the building. Walter had already recovered from the incident and he headed in, he felt out of place here, others were in lavish clothes with obvious air of grace surrounding them while him was just…normal. Sometimes he even wondered how he got a scholarship into this kind of school, looking at his Id card, the class he was to report to was written in bold letters; Class A, grade 9 section. It was quite a while until Walter located the class, the space in the school wasn’t to be truffles with,it was really big! “alright alright,I can do this….i am Walter woodlorn!” a boy standing at the door to the class A repeated this words trying to psyche himself up unaware that he was blatantly doing this in the eyes of everyone in the class. “yo who’s that skinny dude, is he trying to encourage himself?” “I don’t know…never seen him before, he may be one of the sons of those rich hidden families” “yh…or he’s just a skinny dude haha” conversations started around his origin then the door slowly creaked open to reveal the face of skinny anxious walter. Facing the crowd of scions with numerous gazes focused right on him,even that of the boy he encountered earlier, Walter started sweating from nervousness “H..hi I’m wal-” in an attempt the greet the class, he suddenly started choking *oh no!* he thought, he had this habit of choking during situations like this…he was doomed! Not sure about what was happening many in the class seems confused, but when they realised the boy had started choking on his own saliva they burst into laughter “damn what a weirdo” “ who the fuxk is he anyway” “I don’t care as long as I can keep laughing!”Walter became the center of attention…in a bad way. “what’s going on?” suddenly a feminine voice spoke up and the crowd looked, the famed Miss Handel had arrived, clad in a tight leather skirt that accentuated her curves with a suit underdress with two buttons unhooked and a heavy book in her arms , she was a really beautiful woman. The class suddenly stopped laughing and seriousness returned, the woman had a strict face and she looked at the embarrassed Walter “what’s your name?” she asked, Walter still nervous took a few second before he could answer “uh…my name is Walter…Walter Woodlorn”. The name struck like something she had heard before “ah, so this is “her” son” she thought of the events if the past “go take a seat” she said to him with a slightly less strict tone, “yes ma” Walter answered and walked to a seat with his head held low. “ alright class, Violet Handel, you can call me Miss Handel”she said, pausing slightly she then continued “ I trust you all know why you have all gathered here today?” she spoke as the air around suddenly became tense. The classroom swallowed in silence for a minute, then everywhere suddenly changed, the class got dark like nightime had arrived and miss violets eyes radiated a bright red glow. The canines of her teeth had grown so long they protruded from her mouth, she slowly dropped the book she held and brought her hands up to her face…claws! Her fingernails had turned into claws! Walter beheld the sight with only three words ringing in his mind “WHAT THE f**k!”