The Dark Memories of The Past [3]

My dad had a transfer and we changed cities, and obviously, my school changed too. I had just turned fourteen when I got admission to a new school in the 9th grade. 

This time it was a little different. I already knew what I had to do. Thus from the very first day, I started building my image and working on my reputation. 

Since this was a new school and no one knew what I was like before—and this time I already had abs and a well-built body—it took me only a month to reach the position I held in my previous school. 

I befriended everyone in the class and the grade. I studied my ass off so that I could attain the first position on the very first test, and that did happen. In no time I was the student everyone liked. 

Henceforth when I thought I'd built a reasonable amount of reputation I started my entertainment again and searched for new lab rats.