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( Micheal's grocery store)

I layed on my huge bed looking up at the dark ceiling that had strips of moonlight that passed through the cracks the curtains failed to cover. Both my hands were behind my head as I stared blankly at the ceiling. I turned to see the clock that read 11:22.

"I wonder what Michael is doing now," I whispered to myself. 

I don't know but ever since he stormed out my room yesterday I couldn't help but have him come across my mind ever passing second.

I shook my head and told myself that he didn't matter. But then again we did make a deal to teach each other and he did teach me a lot of things in our first meetup. It would only be fair I have to at least return the flavor.

Yeah, that sounds right.

I'm not just making up an excuse to see and talk to him on Monday tho. No why would I. This is a matter of pride, I can't be owing a poor person something, or they will take full advantage of it.

Yeah, that's the reason.

I pulled my covers over me and turned to my side to finally start sleeping the night away.

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Walking with the crowd through the schools halls I was starting to get anxious. What if he hates me and doesn't want to talk to me at all? Or even worst be little of me even more just to pull at my strings. I will definitely hate that.

I got to my classroom and peeked inside. I searched the room as my glance settle on the one seat that person would be sitting at. And to my surprise, he wasn't sitting there or in fact, he wasn't anywhere to be seen in the classroom. I thought that was odd he was always early for classes for some reason but, what about today?

I took a step into the classroom and I was immediately crowded by almost everyone that was in the room. They greeted me, asking how my day was so far, and other stuff I just blurred out. Instead of moving away though they just became louder and more in my face.

For some reason through I got irritated by them but, why was I feeling like this?

I looked at everyone's face as they looked at me every single one of them had the same face. They always showed me that face, rarely any other emotions even if they should show anger because of my attitude. No one in this class ever showed me any emotion other than joy and excitement.

My face twitched as I pushed through the crowd to my seat. I threw my bag on the table and looked through it.  While I was doing that I found a piece of paper. On it had an address.

I turned to my side and saw the empty desk, Michael's seat. Then it came to me he was the only person to ever show me more than one face, is that why I was so attracted to him?

That can't be right?

It is just that the people in my class were stuck with one emotion. I looked around at my classmates and saw their faces. They weren't wearing the face they were showing me, some were pouting annoyed and others looked generally happy.

Why, why, why only me??!! Why do people act so differently towards me? "Why do you guys act so different to me compared to the others. Am I really that different?" I yelled out suddenly, automatically silencing the class as they all turned to me.

I looked at them and they all made that same face they always gave me. "Hyugo what are you talking about?" One of them said to me with the same face as the others.

"Shut up. Why? What makes me different?" I asked him, getting in his face.

When I did that though, something in his clicked and his fake face changed to something I wasn't familiar with, "We are only being nice with your sorry ass because our parents said so. You are not really popular Hyugo. We are all just going for your money." he said pointing at my chest.

My heart sank. Is this true they were only befriending me because of my dad's fortune. No that can't be we are all rich why would they do that?

"No that can't be true." I said while tears started to roll down my cheeks. I forcibly rubbed at my eyes for them to stop but they wouldn't. I got out my seat and ran out the classroom with my bag as the bell rang. I ran away from the classroom ignoring everyone who tried to stop me or talk to me.

I got to the school's exit and was stopped by the security guard "What are you doing here? Get to class."

"I don't care let me out of this rotten school." I said rubbing the tears away trying to seem to keep myself together.

"No you may not go." He said blocking the way with his overly sized body.

"I swear if you don't let me out I will have you get fired from this job and make sure you will never ever find another job." I snapped getting fed up with this. He looked at me worried but just stood there so I took that as an invitation to leave.

So I did.

I ran out the school, out of that sick place. How in the world haven't I noticed that no one truly cares for me. No one at all saw me as me. They only saw my dad, only his money.

I kept running and running not caring about if I got lost or something. Tears kept falling and my mind was going crazy with endless thoughts. I couldn't think right and all I can do is run, run away from reality, the harsh reality.

I wasn't looking at where I was going though, and I ran right into someone as I was turning a corner.

I feel like I have done that before? I bumped the person to the ground and I was going to just continue running away not caring. But then I heard a familiar voice call my name. "Hyugo?"

I looked at the person I brought to the ground and it was Michael. I stared at his expressionless face it was different, different from all those other people. More tears streamed out.

I dropped to my knees, dropping my pride. I looked at Michael eye to eye through all my tears. He looked shocked about my actions and I have to agree with him. If you had told me that I will drop to my knees in front of a poor person I would have sent you straight to a mental institution.

I didn't even know who I am right now.

I kept eye contact with Michael as I sniffle saying nothing. He said nothing too but, then I did the unthinkable.

I reached out to him and grabbed his shoulder and pulled myself towards him in an embrace. Why was I on him, I have no idea but, I need something to soothe my aching heart. I kept myself on his chest and squeezed his shirt but, he didn't push me away. Instead he hugged me back placing a hand on top of my head and rubbing it. That just made me cry even more into his chest.

I don't know how long I cried or even stayed on the dirty floor but, once I stopped I realized there was a group of bags surrounding us and stood up off the floor.

I rubbed my face of the tears and snot. I looked down and saw that  Michael was still on the floor looking up at me. "Get up off the floor it is dirty."

"Oh yeah ok." He said quickly gripping the reusable bags he was holding and stood up.

I stuck out my hand to help him up and he took it. I got my bag off the floor too and noticed that inside the bags Michael was carrying there were lots of  food and medical staff. "Why were you absent today?"

"Oh um, my mom is currently not feeling well so I am nursing her for the day." He said raising one of the bags, probably making sure that they weren't broken.

"Oh ok." I said not knowing what to say.

He looked me up and down expecting me to say something but I didn't understand. So he sighed and asked, "And may I ask you why you aren't in school?" He said after a long silence.

"Long story. But can I ask you one thing before I answer yours." I said raising one finger up.

He looked at the time on his cheap watch and nodded, "Sure but make this quick I have to cook my mom lunch and give her her prescriptions." He said

"Who am I?" I asked in all seriousness.

"What" He said thinking he misheard something.

I waved for him to hurry up, "Just answer the question. Who am I?" I said

"You are Hyugo?" He said it more like a question, then a statement.

"Nothing else?" I raised my eyebrow.

He shrugged, "Um I don't know, you are a student of Timption high school and we have a neighboring desk. What else am I supposed to say?" He said when I was giving him a blank look.

"Are you blind you missed the key part that makes me me," I exclaimed

"What is it?" He said like he couldn't think of anything, or figure out what I was hinting at.

I groaned rolling my head backward as I looked back at Michael, "I am the son of the biggest media improvement company." I said like it was the most obvious thing, which it really was.

"Why do you have to say that? Yes you are his son but, why do you have to mention that." He said not getting what I'm trying to say.

"No way. Why aren't you amazed why don't you treat me nicely?" I said

"Cause I don't see the point in treating someone nice, if they don't give me a good reason too." He simply said like it was common knowledge.

My grip on my bag tightened as I listened to what he was saying, "So you're saying you don't care about my money, my wealth," I questioned

He shook his head, "No why should I?"

"Because you are poor! You need the money!! So why won't you be nice to me and I will give you money!!" I said pulling out my wallet. I was losing it and I know I really didn't mean any of this. I can't accept what he is saying, I can't accept that he is different from the others, I can't do that or else I will really...

"Can you shut up. You are really irritating me. I don't want your money." He said shoving my hand away from him.

I looked up at him again and I couldn't hold it anymore. I yelled at him, "Why you? The one person with the least money. Doesn't care about my wealth!!!"

"Hyugo I think I am starting to understand what is going on. So can you come over to my place and we can talk more about it?" He said looking down at me.

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