Shirley had been expelled from their college the very next day and she had been caught up in a fuss with the police because of Michael's call. She had a stain on her file and with the influence of the Kellers, he was unable to integrate an elite school in the city and the majority of cities in the country. Once her biological father's wife heard that her mother was using their family name to gain privileges, she cracked down making their lives even more horrific especially when she heard that Shirley had gone after the invaluable Keller family with their shenanigans. For fear of suffering reprisals from John Keller who kept saying that his son was the pearl of his eyes, the woman asked her husband who was a prestigious senator to ensure that these two people, that is to say, the mother and daughter, disappear from the country. The man who had never recognized Shirley as his daughter and had no intention of doing so either followed his wife's commands. This is how Shirley and her m
I was crying in Michael's arms, I was exhausted yet so happy but also very angry. I wasn't expecting him for several more days so when he knocked on my door I first thought I was dreaming. The fact that I missed him and all that I went through in his absence made my senses perhaps blurred. I tried to ignore this euphoria growing in my heart and slipped back into my sheets. Then he kept knocking and I knew it was real, he was back. My joy was only great, but then I faced reality. My wounded body that I had managed to hide from everyone but especially the events of the last few days. I bit my lip before shaking my head. Michael is there, so what? I just can't afford to open it to him anymore. I don't want to see him. During those terrible days, I could have leaned on him like during the first two days he left but he changed, he became so cold with me and the height came with this article showing him cooking with another girl and now he comes back as if nothing had happened.
The next day after the story with the fermented soy water, I arrived at school embarrassed by the stares I was getting. Everyone was looking at me and when I say everyone, I mean everyone. They were looking at me and talking about me, and it wasn't a figment of my imagination. No, the subject of their conversations was me, Emma Clark. I was nicknamed the rot. It was another name in addition to bitch and other names that I refused to remember because it was so horrible. I lowered my head hearing them laugh and talk badly about me. The boys were throwing light stones at me and every time I got a little too close to a group, I got spat on. It was disgusting but they were the ones who thought that it was me who did the disgusting thing. I put up with it because I didn't want to create scenes. In fact, what can I do against a whole high school? I walked into the school buildings and kept getting all these mean words and visceral hatred as I walked down the hall not wanting to be
I stayed in Carla's arms for a long moment as she stroked my hair trying to soothe my pain. "I'm here, I'll do my best to protect you, I promise." » I nodded as she led me into the old building asking me to stay well out of sight as she left to get something to eat. It's true that with all that, I couldn't eat all day but with what happened in the morning, I can't go to the refectory. I'm sure the story of the stolen bracelet has already made the rounds in high school and therefore has been revealed to everyone, and now I would be even more insulted and marginalized. I should stay hidden away from their pettiness. I sighed, going to sit on the old piano that my love and I often play on. I wanted to play it before I remembered that I try not to draw attention to myself. I was in so much pain, I needed his sweet words so I took my cell phone and sent him a message because curiously I hadn't received anything since the morning which is a totally strange fact. He must have wor
"Emma" I turned to find Carla panting. She had panicked eyes as she ran towards me, taking me by the shoulders. She began to scan my body, certainly looking for new wounds to those I already have before sighing relieved not to have found any. She looked down to find boys writhing in pain then her face hardened as she saw Lens who had just resurfaced trying to get up. He was struggling anyway and was trying to stop the bleeding from his nose. His mouth was also bleeding and I heard him complaining that he had lost two teeth. But the next thing I saw was Carla kicking him hard in the jaw, sending him heavily back to a wall behind. "Damn, what else did you want to do to Emma?" » " Again? » Aden's voice was low as he asked this question. My heart quivered at his gaze and I shrunk. “Yeah that bastard tried to force Emma two days ago in high school can you imagine? But the worst part is that he said it was Emma who made advances to him and his crazy girlfriend and her frien
The high school courtyard was in turmoil while in its center, a luxurious car that these students would know of the latest generation was parked. Even in their families, they knew it was limited edition and overpriced so the owner must have been immensely wealthy and apart from John Keller, no one or few in this town could afford such a luxury, and their families were in cases of the impossible. It had to be a stranger. Comments started coming in everyone wondering if it wasn't John Keller who was visiting the school, certainly because he often gave donations to the school. He was the biggest donor to this school so his presence would not be strange even if Michaël his son is not there. The children looked curiously at the car waiting impatiently to see this man who you can only see from afar. This man was so inaccessible that many just dreamed that he was glancing at them but the man had the particularity of being out of reach, even his gaze, he didn't seem to want to lay on anyo
Cynthia Shevil needed that support. Her family was going through a very difficult financial situation and she knew that bankruptcy was not far away. Her father would soon no longer have the means to send her to this elitist school and she would be forced to go to this disreputable high school where the students look more like robbers than anything else. Just thinking about it sends shivers down her spine. She has always been very ambitious, she needs to succeed in life so she will just obey no matter what she has to do for it. Who would have thought that her salvation would come from the one everyone calls the garbage? If people found out, Emma's status would change in this school and people would give her respect due to her status. Everybody knows that money rules this world, you can be ugly and handicapped, you can be the worst piece of trash there is, you can be anything you want but as long as you have money, you will always be on the safe side. Especially in their socia
When was the last time I slept so well? I would not remember. Still, I feel extremely well and I would like not to get out of bed. I can feel a body covering me tenderly and I know who it is. I have missed his scent, his warmth, and his presence so much the past few days but now he is here with me. I can finally grab him and enjoy his hugs so soft, my kaël. I smiled putting my face on his chest as I opened my eyes in surprise when my nose made direct contact with his warm skin. There in front of me, I could perfectly see the muscular and chiseled torso of Michaël, offering me a treat from his protruding pecs. I swallowed, I already knew that Michaël had an incredible body knowing that he is a model and that he trains a lot to keep in shape, but there I am sure that there are adults who don't have his amazing body. I blushed feeling my heartbeat quicken then I heard Michael's heartbeat quicken too and I knew he was already awake. I kept my face on his chest before feeling Mic