Chapter 6

Malvin's POV

My first day in law school was the best day of my life. I was finally embarking on my Journey to become an attorney as I had always dreamt of. My mom had told me that she was so happy with my choice of field and practition and she only wished that I finished well so I could become the family's attorney.

Mother secured a very big apartment for me close to school. I didn't have to leave in school or share a room with anyone. The apartment was large and well furnished.

My step dad was so proud of me and he had sworn to ensure that I get all I needed just to come out successful and outstanding. I was meant to have my first class that day and I had hurriedly gotten to the classroom where lectures was meant to take place.

I was lost and wasn't sure of where to go for my classes. I know I should have made enquires before that day on the location, but I had gone for a party with some of my pals a night before ,to celebrate our entry into law school. I kept searching, walking from one class to the other ,when I met a young girl .

She seemed to be a fresher too ,so I asked her if she had any idea where we were meant to have our classes. She smiled and told me that she was equally heading there and I been there a day before to find out where it was situated. She left immediately and I hurriedly followed her. There was no time for introductions and we had to be in class because we were two minutes late.

We got into the class while the lecturer was on a call. I quickly got a seat and fixed myself in immediately before he takes note that I was just arriving classes. Soon he was done with his call and he introduced himself as Attorney Mark Smith. He was a very tall ,huge man and had a British accent. He further said he was from England and had spent fifteen years in Italy teaching law .

He was quite friendly enough and got us all to introduce ourselves too, stating that he loves having a jovial class where he could easily interact with all his students. I watched the young lady introduce herself as Jessica Santos De Luca. I wondered what origin she was exactly, she didn't have a Italian trace from her physical appearance , and her accent wasn't really Italian.

She was very attractive and beautiful, Not fashionable at all ,but she dressed well. I could tell she was from a normal home and not a rich kid as I am. While the class went on, she kept answering questions and at some point, it seemed like she was actually opening the mind of the lecturer to some new aspects he didn't know. I saw how impressed he was and how he nodded his head each time she spoke to him.

I knew I was too knowledgeable about studies. Being a lawyer is just my dream, but I could hardly read for twenty minutes. Getting admission into law school takes a whole lot of seriousness and hardwork towards reading , but I just couldn't read for long. Mother had helped me get the admission and she told me to try my best in ensuring I pass my exams. I knew she would always be ready to do anything so I don't fail , but I needed to actually do this for myself. I needed to earn this myself.

After class was over, I went over to Jessica. I tried introducing myself ,but she called out my name before I could even say it. I was a bit surprised and asked how she knew mine. She reminded me that we had all introduced ourselves in class some few minutes ago. Yes I know we all just did that, but would she tell me that she had taken note of all the forty students in class that day, I must be special then, I thought.

I told her that I would love to know her more and I loved the fact that she was able to answer all the questions in class . She smiled and said she appreciated my remarks, but she had to be on her way as she had an emergency. I quickly asked for her number, but she declined giving it to me.

I explained to her ,that I see her as someone very brilliant and I know I am not as good as she is. I only wanted us to be reading mates and I was ready to pay any amount she asked from me. She laughed and said that she didn't want any money from me, then dropped her number. I asked if we could meet that evening as a close by restaurant, but she said she was business tonight and wouldn't be able to come.

I really loved her way, but I knew most ladies of her class wouldn't think twice if I asked them to eat with me. At least the free meal they would be having with a big guy like me, but here someone was turning me down. I was quite happy that I had gotten her number , I would call her later that day and maybe she would really want us to talk.

I got a call from my friend Richard, he was an American Italian. The one I had partied with last night with his crazy set of friends. He called to inform me that he was in my apartment and that there was a party going on again tonight. I told him that I was on my way to my apartment but wasn't feeling too well for another party, he laughed and went off the line.

I had a long night dancing and drinking at the club and it really made me almost come terribly late to class.