"Here are the details young boss" Albert said handing Castillo a blue file. And slowly, Castillo collected it from him. It was not even up to 24 hours yet.
Castillo was seated in his royal bedroom. The bedroom was really something else, from the king sized bed down to the furniture, the wardrobe, the tiles. Everything screamed wealth.
What more do you expect from the house of a minister?
He was treated with so much respect at home, no one dares disrespect him, the punishment for that was so severe. That was why he demanded respect respect from every single person he came across, coz he is used to commanding respect from people.
Even his mom treats him with respect. As the only child, he gets whatever he wants, and they try their possible best not to annoy him or get on his rough parts.
There were guards and maids at his beck and call, ready to do whatever he wanted. He moved around with bodyguards which he never liked, he had told his father that he was okay moving with only Albert, but he blatantly refused.
Being a minister, his father knew he had so many enemies, and when they cannot get him they go for his only son.Knowing how much he loved his son, it would totally break him if anything happens to him, and he could even quit his career coz of that.
That was why Castillo was heavily guarded, he could not risk the life of his only child. Wherever Castillo goes, he goes with at least two cars for protection, and that was also how he want to school.
Castillo never liked this, he was okay moving around with just Albert, but arguing this topic with his father was totally pointless. He had done it over and over again, but it yielded no result. He even tried starving himself over the matter, but his dad remained adamant, and so he let it be. He has to live like that.
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Slowly, he opened the blue file and studied it carefully. After looking at it for some minutes, he raised his eyes from the booklet, and waved his hands to Albert.
"You can go now" he muttered.
"Yes young boss" Albert bowed as he quickly turned around and left the room, shutting the door behind.
When Albert was gone, he took the file and began studying it again.
"Hmmmm...so she's one of the scholarship benefactors, that means she must be really good at her studies. Ivy Crownway" he muttered his eyes not leaving the paper.
Castillo took his time and went through every detail there. Everything about her was right there in that file.
Her parents, she had a twin who happened to be in Crestfield High for years now. Her formal school, her likes, and dislikes, her fears, everything.
A part of the journal says she likes acting though, and he enjoyed that part so much. He went through it over and over again.
When he was done, he tossed the file on the glass table in front of him, he has gotten what he wanted already, the perfect punishment for her.
He got up and went to the window with his headphones placed in his ears, and then he started playing with the flowers there. He was enjoying the cool music, and the cool breeze coming from the window.
As he enjoyed the breeze, he had one thing on his mind: He's gonna tame that young girl, he's gonna frustrate her into leaving the school by herself.
Castillo was so wicked when it comes to things like this, and it has been so long he exercised his bullying skills. They have always been expelling every of their victim for sometime now, but this one was gonna be different.
Something about that girl felt really familiar when he was looking at her earlier today at the cafeteria, he tried to recall where he had seen that face, but could not seem to place his hands on it.
He never had the intention of expelling her, even when he tried to force it, something kept pulling him back.
"Anyway, everyone must not be treated the same way, some people deserves special treatment" he thought and smirked evilly.
She's surely gonna leave Crestfield, but he has to take it slowly, he will so much enjoy watching her suffer. He hated girls with guts like hers, and enjoyed torturing them.
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"Let's see how far that guys can take her" he muttered.
But the hint of familiarity he kept getting each time he thought of her, was something really strange.
He was still thinking, when a soft knock came on the door.
"Who's that?" He grunted.
"It's me Elsa" the voice came softly. And Castillo waited for some minutes, before finally giving her the permission to come in.
Elsa was his cousin who lost her parents in a plane crash on the same day, and since then, his parents took her in. She was a year older than him, but still gives him respect.
Everybody sees her as his sister, some of them never knew she was his cousin. But the fact that it was uploaded on the net and everywhere that he was the only child of the Walter family, made them certain that she was just his relative. But he loved and treated her like a sister.
"Elsa what do you want?" He asked in a gruffy manner, not even turning to look at her. The breeze was blowing his thick dark hair, and it also blew his shirts and pants.
Castillo was not a person with so much flesh, coz he disliked eating,even at his age, he was still forced to eat.
He always likes wearing oversized and baggy clothes, he had no body hug clothes, except for the ones that were specifically made for some type of occasions. But normally, his clothes were oversized.
"I just came to say hi, and check up on you" she replied, but Castillo kept quiet. So she assumed maybe he could not hear, coz of the headphone he was putting on.
She took a seat and her eyes began scanning the room, and then it landed on a blue file on top of the table, and so she picked it up.
She looked at it, and then read out the first thing she saw.
"Ivy Crownway" she mouthed, and Castillo quickly snapped at her. He walked to where she stood and snatched it away from her.
"Who gave you the right to touch my stuff?" He barked, and Elsa felt sorry immediately.
She thought he was listening to music with his headphone, so how did he hear her now. She bowed her head without saying anything.
"I'm talking to you Elsa, who gave you the right to touch my stuff?" He asked again.
"I'm so sorry Cas, I was just looking at it" she apologized.
"Just get out" he breathed calmly.
"Huh?"
"I said get out!!!" He thundered, and she quickly scurried away.
After watching her go, he exhaled deeply and threw the file on top of the table, and then he sank on the sofa.
"Ivy Crownway, get ready for me" he mumbled.
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Chris was busy destroying things in his room.
"What is wrong with me?" He thought aloud.
He thought that witch has left the school, why did he have to see her again today after so many days. He was slowly beginning to forget about her, and then she came back again.
God!!! This is really bad. Seeing her today made him realize how much he has missed her, deep down he felt so happy when he saw her again today at the cafeteria.
He really missed her, he felt like hugging her, but he was quick to slap himself back to his senses.
"Oh Chris! Chris! What is wrong with you, what has this particular girl done to you?" He growled as he kept on destroying stuffs.
For the rest of the day at school today, he was not himself. Ever since he got back home, he has been so restless.
This really needed to die down, and the only way for that to happen is Ivy being expelled from Crestfield.
He could not exit Crestfield just because of a girl, and the fact that Castillo has totally refused to expel this girl was driving him crazy.
But the question in his head was; After seeing her again today, would he be able to cope if she eventually gets expelled?
The answer was no, but he was just deceiving himself by ranting in school, and putting up all those act.
"Oh gosh! I don't like this feeling at all" he murmured weakly.
But he could do nothing but hope this feeling dies down soon. Coz honestly, he could not tell what was going on with him.
And now he could not wait to go to school tomorrow, coz he really misses her face and wants to see her.
He groaned hardly as he punched the wall repeatedly.
He just hope he isn't running mad!
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