04
Before I knew it, we were in high school.
Being loved all the time had made Alex shine,
and he caused a stir as soon as he walked
into the school.
We were in the same class, because my
parents and Alex wanted to keep me safe.
My old buddy from my past life, the fake
princess who tortured me to death, Crystal
Fuller, showed up too.
She was soft and delicate, and she had a way
of smiling and batting her eyelashes that
made you feel sorry for her.
Especially those big, watery eves.
Г
“Alex, look at the girl at twelve o’clock. What
do you think of her?”
Alex followed my gaze and saw Crystal in her
yellow floral dress, her hair flowing in the
breeze.
He didn’t know what I was getting at.
He thought for a minute and said, “I don’t
know. I guess she’s the kind of girl most guys
would like.”
More than just guys.
She was the kind of girl my brother was
obsessed with, the kind of girl he was willing
to help torture his own sister for.
I licked my lips. “Is she your type?”
He looked disgusted for a second, but then
he smiled and said, “No.”
I laughed. “So what is your type?”
He looked down at me, raising an eyebrow.
“Has to be spoiled, bossy, unreasonable.”
Me: “..
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Crystal was in my class, but she didn’t get in
based on merit.
She was a scholarship student that the school
wanted for PR.
Every year, the fancy private school would
admit a few underprivileged kids to show they
were committed to equal opportunity.
But it usually backfired.
Most of those kids ended up getting bullied.
Everyone else was either an heir to a fortune
or came from money.
In my past life, Crystal was able to strut
around because my brother was always there
to protect her.
But Billy wasn’t around anymore.
I’d like to see her act tough now.
The first class was always introductions.
Everyone took their turn and spoke
They were born with money, and had no fear
in social settings.
When it was Crystal’s turn, her face turned
red, and she fidgeted like she was
uncomfortable. “I… I’m kind of shy.”
The teacher smiled kindly and said, “That’s
okay, everyone’s nervous the first time. Let’s
give her a round of applause, class.”
The classroom filled with applause.
Alex saw I wasn’t clapping, so he didn’t either.
After three rounds of applause, everyone
started getting impatient, but Crystal still
hadn’t gone up to the front.
She bit her lip hard, her face turning red, and
tears started streaming down her face.
Total garbage.
