Twist Of Fate: Three Little Miracles

Presently at Marks office.

“What do you mean you couldn’t find him?” Mark shouted loudly. He was pissed and worried at the same. Danny was nowhere to be found.

Richarlison shivered with fear and sweats had started to pour down his face. It’s been a while he saw the president general this angry.

“Sir, Give me sometime, I’ll find him!” Richarlison pleaded.

“You have two days!” Mark stated more angrily then he grabbed his jacked and started off towards the offices exit.

“Get the boys ready and take me to the address I forwarded you!” He added as Richarlison followed suit.

House number 10, Aliko Bay District. The most luxurious and remarkably the best neighborhood in the whole of Sterling City constructed at the top of the mountains few kilometers away from the military base. For that reason, not only was the scenery there astounding, but the air was exceedingly fresh.

Those who could live there were either wealthy or influential people from the upper echelons of the society. Ordinarily people or even average people can’t even afford to pay the property management fee there, much less live in such district.

Richarlison wondered what they were going to do there. Was the president general entertaining to buy a house there? To live a life different from the military lifestyle? Because over the years, Mark had devoted himself into the military.

There were two intimidating looking-guards with security uniform standing at the entrance of the Aliko Bay. The moment they saw the military flag at the front of the car, they knew it must be someone from the military. They quickly opened the gate and saluted. Richarlison responded and that alone confirmed the visitors were militants. If the security guards hadn’t gotten the appropriate response or should I say a passcode, they would trail them off and wipe their ass.

Eventually, they arrived a the top of the Aliko Bay, it was surrounded by cloud of thick fogs. The scenery was breathtaking. “My betrothed have a nice taste and a good choice, definitely a wealthy lady!” Mark said to himself as he alighted.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“A perfect environment to recuperate in!” Richarlison inhaled the fresh air. He could feel the intense surge of spiritual energy and calmness.

“We’re here to get my betrothed wife!” Mark told richarlison as they headed towards the mansion in front of them. The military patrol soldiers that followed them from behind also alighted and we’re all behind. About ten! Their duty was to protect the president general, and as such they needed to always be around him. The president general was strictly guarded….

The sound of their marching foot step could be heard. The serenity and quietness in the environment was amazing. It’s perfect for old people to live out their last days.

At the same at Einstein academy ….

Jennifer was in a philosophy class and Legacy in an art class while Stoic was in professors calculus class. One of the good smart lecturers.

The high school was more coordinated than any other schools they had been, the most challenging thing was the schools curriculum, it was very challenging for the triplets thus they blended in easily.

Stoic entered the class a minute after it had started, when the professor asked why he was late, he said he went to ease himself. The professor was satisfied with his response. “You can join the class now and pay attention!” He added. Professor calculus as they call him taught further mathematics and true to his nature and proneness to calculus, he was named calculus. He had heard about stoic and his siblings and had an insight as to what they were capable of doing, intellectually speaking. Also, Stoic was his really good friend. They have had a couple of arguments via social media.

Stoic walked towards his seat at the front of the class when he met a very young girl about his age range sitting on his seat. She smiled at him, sunning her teeth. She seemed to be extra excited but for what? – Stoic on his own part was excited to be professors calculus class – Stoic felt irritated at the way the girl kept on smiling non stop.

“Your bow tie!” The girl chuckled. Stoic was indeed nerdy, his bowtie and cooperate wears singled out his boringly studious nature. He was holding a briefcase of his size that contained some of his books. It was weighing him down a bit.

“You’re sitting on my seat!” Stoic shouted, he was tired of the way the girl kept on smiling.

That distracted the professor who was writing something at the chalkboard, he turned to watch the duo – he knew both of them in a way – the little girl by name Clara was smart and intelligent as well.

“Oh sorry!” Clara spoke with her melodious tiny voice and then changed seat. He sat just close to Stoics seat. Stoic arranged his briefcase and sat comfortably.

Clara was a bit of an extrovert so she wanted to initiate a conversation with Stoic, but the professor was watching. The moment the professor turned to face the board and continued jotting down what he was doing, Clara shifted close to Stoic whose face was radiating anger. He was feeling angry because he always wants the spotlight for himself and now there is some girl almost same age as him who may pose a threat to the spotlight he wants. Stoic in this manner thinks like a psychopath who wants to known and given credits.

“How old are you?” Clara whispered into Stoics ear. He squeezed his face as he put his book on the table.

“I’m 5” he answered.

“Wow, well…. I’m 5 too! When is your birthday?”

“13th of may!” He responded the moment the question popped in.

“Well, then I’m the youngest in this class! My birthday is August 1st” Clara replied with an excited tone, she giggled and faced her front.

It was at this moment Stoic knew he fucked up! She is the youngest? If she is, she is definitely going to get the spotlight I need! An intense surge of anger erupted within him at an instant.

“Can we be friends?” The little girl asked a momentary silence. She grinned immediately she popped the question.

Stoic had never made a friend before, his siblings were his friends thus he felt something he couldn’t quite decipher. “Only if I found your intellect triple sweeping!” Stoic responded.

Clara just smiled and started paying attention, likewise Stoic.

Soon after, the class was over and closing bell had rang.

Diana was right there on time, she met with the principal and she for the first time got a good report about her kids behavior from their teachers. She was excited at least she need not worry much about their academics now.

When the kids saw their mummy they ran towards her and as expected Diana embraced them warmly. They soon dashed into her car and were heading home when Stoic broke the silence by asking her mum a question. “Mum? Have you ever felt an emotion you’re not quite familiar with?”

Diana was a bit surprised why the sudden question and what made it most thrilling was how the deep the question is.

“Yes, why do you ask?” Diana responded.

“Nothing, forget I ever asked” Stoic casted an icy glare and withdrawn to himself. All through he kept on thinking about Clara. Something about her kept on waking something within him.