The new school year started for Arthur with a catastrophe. As soon as he set foot on the school grounds, his bullies found him and captured him. Then they dragged him to his locker and proceeded to stuff him inside. And nobody from the onlookers made even small move to help him.

It took Arthur good half hour to get out. It was only because some teacher forgot his notebook and heard him bang and scream that he was finally let out. And his own teacher wasn't very happy that the blonde got to his class in the year so late. All in all, Arthur was not a happy camper.

And it seemed it was about to get worse, because the broadcast came to life and principal's secretary called him to the principal's office.

Arthur sighed as he stood up. He kept his gaze on the floor, not wanting to see the mocking eyes of his classmates.

Arthur ran to the principal's office, stopping with screeching sound. He knocked and waited for invitation.

As soon as he stepped in, the secretary sends him to the principal's office.

The principal greeted Arthur with warm smile, which confused Arthur.

Before the principal could say anything, Arthur started to apologize, "I am really sorry sir, if the locker is damaged. It wasn't my fault. They put me there against my will…"

The principal blinked, "Uh, I don't know what you are talking about Arthur… I called you here for another matter."

"Oh," Arthur nodded, relieved.

Principal motioned Arthur to sit and then he started to talk: "Yes, I called you here for rather pleasant news. Maybe you know that every year there are exams for World Academy and every school is allowed to send there two candidates, one girl and one boy. And this year we picked you as our candidate."

After that the principal gave Arthur some flyers and started to discus everything with him. It was so much that Arthur felt a bit overwhelmed. After all, he never even dreamed about attending a prestigious school. But if he somehow managed to get into World Academy, he couldn't even imagine all the possibilities, he would have.

As soon as Arthur came from school, he ran to Father Patrick's office. He had to tell him about everything.

Father Patrick was almost ecstasys. The prospect of having charge, who would be accepted to World Academy, was really great. Maybe they would get more money for orphanage because of that. So he agreed to it wholeheartily.

And so started Arthur's long and hard preparing for World Academy exam. The principal at the school arranged for him and the female candidate additional classes. And once he was home, the monks made sure, he was studying enough. They even released him from most of his chores. Basically almost every moment of Arthur's life was spend with his nose in the books.

The days turned to weeks and then to months. Sometimes Arthur felt like giving up, but then he remembered something his bullies did and he went back to studying. He was determined to do everything in his powers not to disappoint everyone.

Arthur was nervously rubbing his head, that now sported only a buzz cut. His hair had to be cut off after there was a headlice breakout at the orphanage.

He was sitting with his teacher and the other girl in a train headed towards London. This was it. They were going to the entrance exams, which will last for a week.

Arthur sighed and tried to calm down. This was it. Today starts the conclusion of the long months of preparations. And he had to do the best he can.

But seeing all the kids at the exams, Arthur got really nervous. There were hundreds and hundreds candidates and only two will pass. The whole exam was so long, so it had to be split into five days. The candidates were put into groups. Arthur was put into group three and so his schedule was like this: on Monday he had psychologist examination, on Tuesday it was language tests, Wednesday was science tests, Thursday humanity subjects like history, and finally on Friday he had physical exams.

And right on the first day, Arthur ran into trouble. Literally. He ran into some other boy and they both fell down.

Arthur rubbed his bottom, and was about to apologize, when the other boy started to yell.

"HEY, WATCH WHERE YOU ARE GOING!" came an angry voice.

Arthur looked over and saw a strawberry blond boy with freckles.

"Do you know who I am?" hissed the boy, "I am Oliver Kirkland, remember it, because I am the future World Academy student!"

Then he stood up and walked away with his nose high, leaving speechless Arthur behind.

"Did that… really happen?" wondered Arthur as he stood up. But he quickly forgot about it and walked to his exams.

The week was extremely busy and stressful and Arthur wished nothing more than for it to finally end, but nothing he still had one last day to go. It was Friday and he had to go through physical exams.

And that really got him nervous. Because he never was into sports. Actually he was the last in sport in his year, because he was smallest and had asthma. But he really hoped, that his performance would be enough, and that his academic results will even it out.

But as soon as the examining started, Arthur quickly noticed, that he was behind in everything. He couldn't do as much push ups as others, he couldn't lift as much weight as others and he certainly couldn't run as fast as others. He could only watch in frustration as others pulled away from him, with a familiar strawberry blond boy at the front.

At the end of the day Arthur sat again in the train with his teacher and the other girl, this time heading back. And his face didn't show that excited nervousness that it showed on Monday. This time he was feeling frustrated and sick. Fortunately or unfortunately the results will be in a week. And Arthur now wasn't sure, he wanted to see them.

The week came by quicker than Arthur would have liked. The next Friday he came home from school, brother Dominic excitedly told him, that father Patrick received mail for him.

Arthur then rushed to father Patrick's office, who welcomed him warmly as always.

"Ah, Arthur, I believe you can't wait till you see this," father Patrick handed him officially looking envelope.

Arthur took it with trembling hand and slowly opened it. He hesitated for a second before unfolding it. And it only took another second before his whole world crashed.

"Well?" father Patrick asked hopefully.

Arthur swallowed a lump in his throat and just shook his head.

There was a silence for a few seconds. Then father Patrick stood up, walked to the door and locked it.

"You have disappointed me Arthur," he said in a low voice and went over to Arthur, "The orphanage would have gotten some money, if you have succeeded… "

Then he put his hand on Arthur's knee, "I hope you don't want to see me disappointed. I hope, you want to get on my good side again…"

And with that he moved his hand up Arthur's thigh. And Arthur was too shocked and frozen to say anything.

That night Arthur was lying in his bed wide awake, even though it was already after midnight. His eyes were vacantly staring at his hands. Suddenly he started to shake and his eyes filled with tears. He sobbed, but tried to be as quiet as possible.

In his head was echoing the same sentence again and again in father Patrick's voice:

"You will be my good boy, won't you, Arthur?"

I won't say what happened out loud. I think everyone can realize what happened. Just so you know, I am not saying all priests are like father Patrick. In fact, brother Dominic is supposed represent really great priest I used to know. I am just saying there are good and there are questionable priests, and sometimes… the questionable priests are the last people you would be expecting them to be.