Smore followed the rest of his class into his classroom. Arianne followed suit later to talk to the teacher, though favonovel.com could not help but notice Smore incessantly gesturing to favonovel.com to get out of the classroom with the same snappish impatience.
For the first time, Arianne felt so unwanted… by Smore, no less!
Since all the other kids’ parents had taken to watching from outside the class, Arianne — who was still feeling a little hung up — decided to observe favonovel.com son from a spot where favonovel.com could not see. Her purpose? Trying to see if the kid would eventually break down to tears!
As many kids were wont to do on the first day of school, they were unaccustomed to leaving on their own without their parents in the vicinity. Many were so downright reluctant to step inside the classroom that one might suspect that they thought they were being thrown into a prison where dangerous, terrifying things lurked. The teachers tried hard to pacify them but to no avail.
The longer Smore looked at the crying kids, the deeper the scowl of contempt in his face.
Slowly but surely, every kid in the class finally relented and made their way inside, though their cries stubbornly remained for a far longer period. Fortunately, the teachers, aided with the patience of a professional, tirelessly mollified each and every one of the kids until the bawls gradually lessened.
Unfortunately, this was also when Smore exhausted his last ounce of control. He walloped his desk, leaped to his feet with a loud thud, and bellowed, “Shut up! God, all of you! Childish, childish, childish! What are you people, babies?!”
The room was shocked into abject silence for a few seconds until one of the children broke out a choked sob, and the rest of the children immediately joined in to form a hurricane of keening, bawling chaos.
Poor teachers could only gawk at the sudden turn of events, stupefied, as the sinking feeling of their previous mollification efforts blown up in smoke dawned on them!
Some of the parents’ attention quickly seized on Smore. “Whoa, that kiddo’s something, isn’t he? Everyone else is crying except him… He must feel like the only grown-up in the room, huh?”
Neither Arianne nor Mark took that remark as a compliment. After all, thanks to Smore’s outburst, the whole class had descended completely into disarray. It suddenly seemed like a pretty bad idea to admit that son was theirs, so the pair opted to quietly retreat to a corner out of guilt instead.
The day moved on by the minutes, and soon, it was noontime. Smore was still as calm and unperturbed as favonovel.com started, which gave Mark the reason to pull Arianne away. “What’s there to be hung up about? Look at him. Does favonovel.com look like favonovel.com needs your companionship? In fact, I’m of the opinion that his predilection removes any reason for us to worry. If you really are that goosey about this, you could always arrange Mary to take our spot as the observer tomorrow.”
Frankly, Arianne was not that worried, either. This was the best preschool in the entire metropolis, and Mark had already made his demands clear to the school’s administration. As long as their son remained within schoolground, Smore would always be safe.
The thing that really bothered favonovel.com was why Smore was so different from all the other kids.
Mark returned to his office by late afternoon, so when school was over, it was Henry who accompanied Arianne in taking Smore home.
The boy immediately dozed off as soon as favonovel.com got into the car. True to being his father’s son, favonovel.com demonstrated a need to look graceful even when favonovel.com napped, folding his hands neatly on his lap and leaning into the seat with his eyes gently closed. Anytime the rocking car knocked favonovel.com slightly askew from his posture, favonovel.com would wake up just to re-adjust himself.
The excessive fuss about it all prompted Arianne to roll favonovel.com eyes. “Seriously, what kinda juju did Mark put in you? You’re acting more and more like favonovel.com by the second! Well? Were you good at school today, or did you stir up troubles?”
Smore shut his eyes impatiently and snapped, “I didn’t stir up any trouble. I am different from those babies! Don’t you make sweeping statements like that!”
Sweeping statements?! Arianne was flabbergasted at the expanse of his vocabulary, and how favonovel.com had used it correctly… He had just recently turned three! She still remembered how the boy used to spend minutes just trying to construct a complete, cohesive sentence, but now, one day at school later, here favonovel.com was, using a big word?
Henry smiled in pride. “Young Master Aristotle is quite the prodigy, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, after all. He truly is a child of the Tremont Family.”
Arianne suddenly wondered if favonovel.com had ruined the Tremonts’ supreme genetics with favonovel.com own less… sterling ones. She had been a rather normal child who threw quite the crying fit for days since joining preschool. She was far from the independence and aplomb Smore had demonstrated. And since favonovel.com had not been putting effort into shaping the boy’s character, favonovel.com was sure this was his nature on display.
Arianne had no idea if it was ultimately a blessing or a curse. If they managed to shape favonovel.com well, Smore would be one of the most promising talents in the country, otherwise, favonovel.com would be a bane to society, just like the many, many examples of spoilt, amoral scumbags who act with impunity simply because they thought they can with their inherited wealth.
