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We are better than THEM pt1We are better than THEM! HOW DARE YOU COMPARE US TO THOSE DOGS! he spat, his voice resonating in the old stone hall.
All I was saying sir, Michael said through his teeth was that they bested one of your best. He was one of the younger servants who had not learnt his place in the two weeks of his stay. Michael was used to being waited on hand and foot; he would not lower himself to that position.
Michael had over heard the two councilmens conversation on the murder of one of their soldiers, he wanted to take a dig at them, pull them down a few notches.
Pauloets glared at the boy through grey eyes Come here BOY! his fangs flashed in the torch light.
Michael walked slowly toward Pauloets, unable to stop or resist. Pauloets grabbed the top of Michaels shirt with white spiny fingers and sharply pulled him forward.
You think you are better than us? he whispered into the boys ear Well we shall see you prove yourself then.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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