35 Class Trip (2/2)

”Pete!” a girl from the front put her hand up in the air.

”Yes, Ella?” asked Pete calmly.

”I don't want to ask silly questions, but why 45? it's not a cardinal number.”

”It's a good question. You can get your last 5 points, if you challange someone on their field. You get points on your performance, so the max points will be 50.”

Michael turned around and asked Greg,”Hey, what do you think, how hard will it be?”

”I don't know, but I'm sure it won't be easy. Especially when we are in a special cla.s.s to begin with.” answered Greg, while resting his head on his hand.

”Haha! That's the same thing I thought. I hope there will be someone who I can fight a good one!!” laughed Michal.

Hearing this Greg leaned closer to him and whispered into his ears,”Don't forget. We can't use our powers in public yet, if we don't meet an enemy. If you get busted, you will know the consequences.” Even he said it quietly, Michael felt the ice chilling seriousness in his voice.

”Sure. I will remember it, don't worry!” smiled Michael and turned back.

”Well then, if there is no question you can leave.” said Pete and walked out the cla.s.s.

Greg stood up and when he turned around Isla and Dorothy were standing behind him.

”So? What do you think about this little 'Cla.s.s Trip'?” asked Isla from Greg.

”It's nothing special. The only difference between this and a normal one, is that we need to make an exam.” shrugged Greg as he answered.

”The only difference? I think it's a HUGE difference. We won't have any free time during our stay in America.” said Dorothy, but seeing Greg's look, she changed what she said a second ago,”Okay, that was a bit of exaggeration, but we won't have a lot of time.”

”Haha! Don't worry about it. Just do your best and nothing will happen.” said Greg with a smile as they walked out of the cla.s.sroom, but as he stepped over the doorsill he felt the same sensation as before, when he came out of the airport.

As he was looking around to see why he felt like that, his eyes turned red in a second.

Seeing that Greg stopped, Dorothy asked,”What's the matter Greg? Is there something wrong?”

Greg made his eyes turn back to normal and looked at the two girls,”You can go forward. I have to do something.”

”Sure. Then see you later!” said Dorothy and with Isla, she walked away.

Watching as the two girls dissapeared Greg turned his gaze back where he felt the presence and said,”You can come out. I know you are there.”

”Hoho? So you knew where I was? Nice indeed.” said a voice and suddenly from a shadow an old man came out.

He was in a black, butler suit with a white s.h.i.+rt under it and with a black tie. After his whole body came out from the darkness he stepped forward and bowed.

”Let me introduce myself. My name is Oliver Miller from the Miller family.” said Oliver.

Greg looked at him and asked,”Why did you follow me?”

Oliver hearing this just stood up and said with pride,”Because of the son of the Miller family, William Miller.”

Hearing this, Greg narrowed his eyes and was ready to jump at the man, but the next sentence stopped him.

”I know your relations.h.i.+p isn't the best with the Young Master. And I didn't come here today to fight, so take it easy.”

”If you didn't came here to fight, then why?” asked Greg suspiciously.

”For nothing special. I just wanted to see, who was the one that he hates so much.” said Oliver as he looked Greg from toe to head.

”Well, to tell the truth, I can't see anything special in you, so I don't understand why he hates you. But I can tell something for sure. If I were you, I would be careful wherever I go.”

After finis.h.i.+ng his talk, he started to sink into his own shadow. When only his head was out he smiled an said one last thing,”Oh poor Jessica. She doesn't know what his son get into.”

Hearing that name, made something snap inside Greg. Int that instan time slowed down and he teleported in front of Oliver and was about to catch his neck and pull him out.

But it was too late. Oliver just slipped into the shadow, leaving that sentence inside Greg's head.

Greg stood up with a dark face and when he looked up his eyes were chilling.

”Jessica...Jessica Evans. How does he know about my mother's name?” whisperd Greg quietly, yet his voice was full of anger.

Looking at the place where Oliver vanished, he turned around and with heavy steps, he walked away...

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