OLIVIA POV
"Lick my shoes seven times, only then will I thinking of considering if I could forgive you for this awful act that you just committed" Arnold Jnr ordered as he removed his shoes, and handed them over to me, while his friend spread a handkerchief on the floor for him to keep his legs on. "You can't possibly ask me to lick your shoes, that's against my right and it is very wrong" I argued. Despite that, Arnold Jnr insisted I licked his shoes. "They are designers, and even your poor miserable life wouldn't be enough to pay for them" Arnold Jnr boasted.
"Fine, I'll do it, if that will make your highness forgive me" I said, surrendering to his demands. I brought the shoe close to my face and pretended as if I wanted to lick it, then in the blink of an eye, I threw them downstairs. Arnold Jnr, who insisted that his legs doesn't touch the ground rushed to see where his designer shoes flew off to. He saw them downstairs and turned to me in anger "You bitch! How dare you do that? I am going to kill you today!" He shouted and charged towards me.
I stood my ground, while shunning every form of fear that tried to find it's way to my fragile heart. "You, Arnold Jnr Palmer do not scare me. I am not some kind of puppet you can bully and get away with it, I will fight back with everything in me because I am a human being just like you, and we breathe the same air. Stay off my path Mr. high and mighty" I concluded and left, holding my head up high.
"This is the fault of that dead bastard, he challenged me, and now, another lowlife is doing the same too, it's high time I put these filthy things in their place" I could hear Arnold Jnr cursing as I walked out. I don't care about whatever he has to say, he should just stay off my path and everything will be alright. I can't easily be bullied. Now I have more important things to attend to, like grabbing myself lunch, because I am already starving.
I headed for the cafeteria, the word "food" gets me super excited whenever I hear it. While I sat down at the cafeteria to enjoy my homemade juice and burger which I came to school with, because I do not have any money to buy the kind of foods they sell at the cafeteria here, I thought of checking out our school's blog for any updates. The news I saw next frightened me. There were headlines such as "Brave student stands up to the most dreaded". There were videos and pictures of the incident that took place between I and Arnold Jnr minutes ago. "How fast does news travel?" I asked myself. I promised to maintain a low frequency and finish my studies here, I just hope this situation won't ruin it. I tried to reminisce and remember the incident that led to the confrontation I just had with Arnold Jnr. It started with me listening to some students gossiping about Arnold Jnr and the recent incident that happened. The whole situation made me angry as I thought of it.
"You know after what happened, I thought we were going to take a break, I didn't know that everyone would move around as if nothing happened, jeez! It's so creepy" one girl said to her group of friends who sat at a corner with her. "Well, those rich people don't even see us poor people as human beings, at some point, we had the opportunity to get a scholarship and study here with them, but it doesn't make them see us as anything" another girl supported. "That is why I always stay low so that none of them rich folks can spot me, I can't stand their bullying a bit, the goal is to graduate with a wonderful certificate, once you graduate from this school, it's a ninety percent probability that you can get a job anywhere" they kept talking as they moved on with their business.
I came out from the corner where I hid listening to their conversations. I kept on shouting on top of my voice how much of a monster Arnold Jnr was, I thought I was the only one in the hallway, I never knew at that moment I would come face to face with the devil and I was asked to lick his shoes as an apology for saying rude things about him. I swear I hate this guy so much, and if I happen to see him falling into a ditch someday, I wouldn't even blink an eye or try to save him. However, my meeting with Arnold Jnr was the beginning of my sufferings.