#15

She asked “ By the way, who was the girl you were with last night? Is she your girlfriend?” I immediately told her it was a friend. “we just wanted to eat lobster that's all there is to it” she then said “ be careful next time James. Please just stop getting into unnecessary attention. just focus on school”
I got an earful about being in the tabloids. The media framed it as the “son of a wealthy billionaire mogul found with a normal girl. Is this a Cinderella story or just another rich playboy”. Everybody on the Internet was asking if we were together. The comments in the blogs were very nasty and demeaning. Calling Emma a golddigger and was only with me because of money. MCM entertainment news framed it as “Date gone wrong. The son of a billionaire runs into an altercation and runs from the paparazzi '' Apparently someone had recorded the incident outside the restaurant.
There was so much talk about it on campus. I started getting some unwanted attention from different people. I could see people whispering to each other looking at me. a group of fraternity boys came up to me and invited me to join their house. I told them I was not into those kinds of things. but they said I am welcome to their parties to come and see how fun it was for me. On my way to class, a girl walked up to me from the back and tapped my back to talk to me. she said, “ hi, you are James, right?” She stretched her hands out for a handshake. she bent over to stretch her hands to me. she did it in a way that I could see her breasts almost falling out.
“I wanted to introduce myself. I am Sarah” she spoke to me in that happy but sexy tone
I took her hand and said “ Hi I am James. how may I help you” I was very much confused why she walked up to me to introduce herself
“ I saw you and I thought you were so hot. and Maybe we could be friends”. She walked up to me and pressed her breasts on my chest. she slipped a paper into my back pocket. while trying to sexually arouse. she said “can your girl do this slightly squeezing my bum. I jumped up in surprise. this attention was getting too much. Some group of elite kids with wealthy parents wanted me to join their clique. although it did get in my head. I started having issues with Emma, because she was not comfortable seeing a lot of girls flock around me, holding me so fondly. How I had to beg Emma from time to not pay attention to all the noise around us. I won't lie that I did save some girls' numbers on my phone. especially the ones I was kind of attracted to. but my eyes were mostly set on Emma I think.
My name rings through the hallway and my professor even noticed me in class today. I wonder how he knew me because I tried as much as possible to hide my presence in lectures. I only answered when I needed to answer. I'm not trying to be the professor’s favorite on his watchlist. He called me to come to see him after class. I met him in his office after class. he moves closer to me and says
“ Hey James, I never knew you were in my class. you are doing well I see your grades are fine. it could be better if you are more active though. Could you say hi to your father for me? and do you mind stopping by my office anytime you like”?

Even the dean called me to his office and said “could you help me thank your father for his donation to our rugby team. We have the best facilities because of his donation. I will be watching your grades to make sure you are one of the best graduates out of this fine institution”.
I started to feel like the most important student on campus. It felt like everybody wanted to please me. I had never felt so much attention in my life. I was basically a king on campus and it was so much pressure because throughout my life. I was the underdog. Maybe it was because I attended a high school with so many rich people before so being rich was not a new thing. And they need to kiss your ass because most of them come from wealthy backgrounds.
Walking back to my dorm felt so long. It felt like so many eyes were watching my actions and waiting for me to make mistakes.
As I got closer to my dorm. I saw an angry mob shouting out which plaques “ stop cutting funds for music… The music department is important too”
It was an uproar. I am so sure it is because of my dad being involved in this school. The way the school treated other departments was. There is rugby and there are others.
“what do you have to say about your father telling the dean to cut other department’s funds”
I was surprised to find a group of people talking in an angry tone towards me and these people I’ve never met before. And I don't know if any of them seem to have a problem with me and my father.

after all I am not in charge of the decisions my dad makes. I knew I would be in that position later on in my life where my decision affects other people. but I would prefer not to be involved with the politics of the school and sport. I could feel people yanking my clothes as I passed through the crowd. I was scared for my life “ His father is the devil on earth… beat him up!”
“Yes… yes… yes. You think because you are so rich you can do anything ” the crowd shouts above my head. My notes fell and I had to pick them up. I’ve bent over to try and crawl my way through the crowd hoping I don’t get stampeded on by the crowd and trying to escape the angry mob of people. someone amid the crowd Shouts
“ don’t hurt him. Do you want to kill the poor guy? We don't have to kill all or sustain any injuries. This is supposed to be a peaceful protest”
This big black dude was rushing to clear the crowd out of my way. He stretches his hands to help lift me.
“ T..thank you very much, sir”
“Happy to be of help even to the devil's son”
I felt my chest sinking. My heart was about to drop to my stomach. I felt so ashamed of being part of my family. I was silent the whole time he escorted me to the front of my dorm.