Zander’s POV
“It’s about time you arrived, Golden Boy,” Niles smirked.
“I’m here two hours before the game, Dilly,” I chuckled.
Niles Tatham, better known as Dilly, has become one of my best friends. I met him the first day of prep school. We bonded instantly since we were both trying out for the football team. Niles is a great guy. I asked him why everyone called him Dilly and found out Niles = River Nile = Crocodiles = Dilly—made sense in a convoluted way.
It was hard leaving all my friends back at my old school, but Grandfather thought it would be best for me to attend a private school since I was now officially a Michaels. I guess kidnappings and extortion have been a big thing recently in the elite world. Nathan had also mentioned that this particular private school had an outstan
