Lectures hadn’t begun today. William just sat there, somewhere close to the window as he bit into his milky cake. Some students where up and about, other were seated and were chatting away. Noise filled the room with intermittent pauses and stares each time a person walked through the door.
At the moment, all William could think about was about was not the reward he earned last night from the task he completed. Not entirely, no. “What really is the idea behind auctions? A gathering for the elite to show off their money to others for overpriced items they really don’t need?” He thought to himself as he jeered through the window into the school’s green fields. He wasn’t quite right, auctions are events held to determine how much people are willing to pay for an item such as a jewelry, this
