Leanna by Miu

Argh!

Holley slammed her hands on the countertop. Her nose fumed with anger.

The girls inside the toilet bolted to the exit, afraid to be implicated in her fury.

"That whore! Why can't I win against a country bumpkin?! Why?!"

"Easy sister, are you sure she's just a country idiot?" Sophia said, rubbing Holley's back.

"Of course! I've already asked our private network to investigate her. She's just a slut born from a middle-class family. A farmer's daughter!" Holley sneered.

"Don't worry. We will have our chance. As long as she's staying here, we can make her life miserable." Sophia smirked. "Sister, the school year is still long."

Holley regained her calm and clenched her hands.

That's right. It was just the beginning. She would make sure that whore's life would be a living hell that she would wish she died instead.

I'll show you what happens if you become my enemy.

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I entered the room I was assigned for the whole year. The lecture room was simple and comfortable with individual cushioned seats. Large French windows, carpeted floor, and wide aisles.

No less from the school for the rich and powerful.

I took the seat in the front row since it gave me a better view and acoustic, unmindful at the curious glances of my fellow classmates.

Expected enough, most of the students already formed their own cliques. Maybe some of them were classmates or friends in high school or belonged to the same circle.

"Isn't she the one who made an enemy with Holley Goldwood?"

"She's crazy, being enemies with THE Holley Goldwood."

"We just have to stay clear of her."

"Who is she anyway?"

"I heard she's born from a middle-class family in a third world country in an unknown province."

"Just a country bumpkin? And she has the guts to make Holley Goldwood her enemy?"

"You know how they are. They don't know our prestige and etiquettes, as well as their social standing in our status quo."

They stopped when I swept the room with my eyes.

At least twenty students.

The school upholds to its reputation. Besides wealth and fame, you've got to have outstanding talents to get in.

Uncle Luke is THE man.

I wondered how he got me in.

I was roused from my thoughts when the door slid open and entered a charming girl. The same girl I saw at the club where Zhander brought me!

Gasps and whispers echoed from behind.

The charming woman was shifting her head left and right, seemingly looking for someone. And when her eyes met mine, her lips formed the most enchanting smile I had ever seen.

"T-that's!"

"No way! First, we have the Jansen's family Princess. Now we have the Fay's!"

"I'm soooo glad I enrolled here!"

"The Fay's are like so low key and elusive and meeting even one of them is like an impossible dream."

"That's Estela Fay? She's more charming than the rumors made her out to be."

Estela Fay? Cain's little sister?

Estela took her time with her steps as she approached me. She sat on the cushioned seat beside mine as her charming smile never left her face while I stared at her in confusion –– wide eyes.

She held her chin and leaned closer to me.

"We meet again, sister-in-law."

I think the whole world stopped.

"What did she just say?"

"I don't know. I can't hear them. We should get closer."

"Something like a sister? Why is the county bumpkin so popular? First, Holley Goldwood. Now Estela Fay?"

"What's so good about her?"

I sighed in relief when they didn't catch what Estela said.

I scrambled to my feet, grabbed Estela's hand, and pulled her out of the room.