Part 2

I wake up a little too early. Today is my first day of school. And if you think I'm nervous about it, you are wrong. I've been experiencing too many 'first day of schools'. I was transferred many times before I land my ass on this new school. They say it was because of my bad behavior at school. I tend to make troubles and fight with other students. I don't deny it. Some people are irritating, aren't they?

Well, now let me tell you things which are considered to be irritating for me. If you try to act superior around me, or insult me, or dare touching me or my properties, or worse, do anything against me, be prepared to taste my fist then. In short, don't mess with me since mercy is never my thing. After getting prepared to go to school, I go downstairs and enter the kitchen. My maid serves me pancakes which I eat them nonchalantly.

"M-Mr. Young?" Stop eating, I look at her. "W-Would you like some coffee?" she asks nervously.

"What's your name?" She seems surprised with my response and gets even more nervous.

"E-Ellie. The name is Ellie." Her answer sounds thick with careful contemplation.

"Listen, Ellie. Your scared expression really does make me sick. I don't know why you wear it but just so you know I've never raped any woman. So, just get out of my sight if you plan on acting like you are some kind of a rape victim."

I see her mouth gaping before finding out something to say. "I-I'm so sorry, Sir. I-" I rise from my seat and leave the kitchen before Ellie can find anything to complete her sentence. I grab my car keys and walk out through the front door.

I don't hate school. I still care about school because I need an educational background for my social life in the future. It's just some irritating people that I don't like. And they happen to ruin my school life. Blame them.

But as you know it, not all people is irritating. Some people also are craving to get attached with me. Girls and boys. Who doesn't? It's obvious that I am handsome, rich and well-endowed down there. Even though everyone knows I am gay, still the girls somehow just won't give up. Yes, I'm openly gay and nobody dares bullying me for that. So, I feel free to hook up with any boys whenever I feel that 'need'. And my 'need' is not something to be taken lightly. Within a month, I can take almost all of the cute guys at school. Only the cute ones. And they willingly take my demands wherever and whenever.

Do you ask how I do that? Simple. Buy them things, and they will follow you even to hell. Yeah, of course no feeling. There is no feeling like love involved. I never trust in love though. People acts like they love me usually because of my money. I know it.

My car pulls into the school drive way. After I park my car and get out of it, somebody is yelling, "Hey, dude! That spot is for teacher!" A man with yellow vest walks closer. Probably it is his job to manage the parking lot things.

"F*ck off." I walk pass through him. He yells again but I don't care and keep going. And everybody's attention there draws practically on me.

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