"Yes, Kiera. What do you want brother to give you when i returnter?" I wanted to hug her but i stilled myself instead. There was more time for thatter.


    "Do you have money?" Kiera''s eyes grew big the moment she heard my words.


    "Of course, Kiera. Tell me and I''ll give you anything you want." i answered.


    "I want a cell phone, brother. Make that two. I also want Stephany to have one." she requested..


    "But maybe you should just buy food, brother. If you have money, then please just buy us food. Mom and dad need it." but she added after a breath. Tears were slowly gathering in her bright blue eyes.


    "Don''t cry, Kiera." I couldn''t help myself but take her in my arms.


    "Don''t worry, Keira. From now on, we will not starve any more okay? We''ll neverck food from today onwards. I promise you." I whispered.


    "Really, brother?" she motioned her head upwards to look me in the eyes. With 3 years of age difference between us, I stood a head taller than she was.


    We were all thin and undernourished but our parents took the most sacrifice of us all.


    They ensured that we were fed enough to not starve to death and what little was left were shared by them two.


    With how expensive the rent was today, it took most of my mother''s ie.


    She was a newbie romance writer.


    "Yes it''s true, Kiera." I smiled at her.


    "So tell Stephany that she''s going to have a cell pher okay? And lots of food."


    "Hehehe. We''ll be waiting for you, brother! Take care!" she said and tiptoed to kiss me on my jaw. Hahaha. What a cute little princess.


    When i got down from the apartment, the busy streets shed before my eyes.


    Not only the roads were full of people, but the sky was also teeming with traffic andmuters.


    * * *


    "Identification please." a cold voice caught my attention.


    I was standing before a majestic building that seemed to reach the heavens peak with its daunted height.


    "ZOOM!" the cab i just hop out vanished in a speedy st of tires. Overhead was the various shapes and sizes of the flying ships that only the rich can afford.


    "Good morning, Sir!" I smiled and levelled my head to gaze at a handsome man.


    "Identification. Please." The man emphasized his words a second time.


    "I''m sorry. Here''s my ID, Sir." I replied and got a rectangr thin object from my wallet. These dumb machines, I cursed inside.


    "Wee to the School of the Gifted, Mr. Everhart. You may enter." the man visibly warmed up his tone the moment he''d confirmed my identity.


    "Thank you, Sir." I replied politely and bowed my head a little. Showing a bit of courtesy could maintain my facade well enough.


    I was not foolish to believe that only one pair of eyes were looking at me at the moment. My steps took me past the huge gates of the school and into its inner sanctum.


    After the initial division of the outside surface to what was hidden behind the veil of its tall walls, I could finally see a soul other than mine.


    Children the same age as me walked these halls in the hundreds. Still, i gave them no mind other than a mere cursory nce.


    My eyes particrly roamed the nubile bodies of the teenagers. They were hot and tight. And I could feel myself hardened in anticipation of what was toe.


    But I held my impulses in check since i have all the time in the world to plunder them all. HAHAHA!


    These beauties shall all belong to me and i will sate my desires fully after everything else i needed to do first.


    I thought and the promise of tomorrow pleased me to no end.


    "How can i help you, Mr. Everhart?" a young woman with the same ent and expression as that man in the gates asked.


    I stood in front of the many receiving outlets that dominated the scene to amodate the flood of would be students.


    "Good morning, ma''am. I want to enrol in this school." i said my purpose ining.


    "I checked your records, Mr. Everhart. It says here that you have an appointment in the University of Abalet this morning. Are you sure you want to enrol here?" she promptly responded after a two second pause.


    "So you read my bio? What a smart bitch!" I noted wordlessly and kept a calm face outside.


    "Yes, ma''am." i affirmed.


    "Okay. Please follow me to take the tests in order to gauge your qualifications in applying in this school."


    She led the way and the small booth we were seating on copsed itself unto the t exterior of the immacte floors.


    After mere seconds, the structural work of art vanished into nothingness.


    "Cool and pricey." imented inside.


    "Please go inside the room and an interviewer will guide you through the tests, Mr. Everhart." my lovely host instructed after we walked for about 5 minutes to arrive at a room full of white.


    "This appears more like aboratory for dissection rather than a ce for testing. Hmmm." my inner self observed.


    "Thank you, ma''am." i applied the civility i was expected to render.


    "You''re wee, Mr. Everhart. Good luck and have a nice day."


    Her unemotional voice tried to deliver a positive conversational line but all it did was made me swallow a mouthful of cringes within.


    "Thank you again, ma''am." i said again to the seductively swaying hips that enticed my sight.


    "Keep it in, Damon. You''ll have all the pussy you can getter. HAHAHA!" I soothed the animal within me.


    I turned around and walked towards the doors of the white room.


    "WHOOSH!" it opened before it hindered my path.


    "Sit down." the words were cold but the one who gave them were not.


    She was maybe a twenty year old woman and wore quite a revealing dress, if i may say so.