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A few months ago…
I was back in school, writing my economics essay in the computer library. I played with my short blonde hair as I stared at what I have written and to be sincere, it looked like utter rubbish.
I groaned, resting my head on the table. I wasn’t good at economics, it was a subject I sincerely hated and I have wished a couple of times that I could drop the subject but I can’t cause it’s a must to study economics in this high school.
Kimberly western high school wasn’t as popular as the other private high school there is in Vencortica, but it was okay enough to rank number 30 out of 50 schools, and given my terrible character, it was nice for them to accept her as a student. But the underlying reason that made them take her three years ago was because of her sister, Eloise. The smart kid, student council president, beautiful, and the cheerleading captain. Did I mention that she had won multiple awards for this school? Well, she has. She is a senior and is the first student in Kimberly western high to receive a scholarship at one of the most prestigious universities abroad as a science student. Everyone at Vencortica knows her and she brings nothing but glory for the Monroe family.
Being in a family of scholars sucks. Everyone knows that my dad and mom were some of the first people to find a cure for werewolf sicknesses. The Hunter family, which is the leading family saw them in high regard. But I, the moment Cersei Monroe's name was mentioned, the first thought was ‘isn’t she that bad blood of the Monroe family?’ ‘I heard she can’t change into her werewolf and she already passed the transformation change’ ‘poor kid’
All I get is pity and scorn. Not like I care though, I am smart in my way, I might not be as smart as my elder sister, but I am. I am a B+ student of the art courses and an aspiring lawyer. So even though I am loud, rough, don’t have a werewolf, and love causing chaos, I am still pretty good too.
I wish I could write down my perks as an essay rather than demand on Economics.
I sighed, looking up at the hopeless essay, I decided to print it out like that. Hopefully, this does not land me an F, I have been keeping a C+ ever since on economics.
I printed out my paper and walked out of the library. Cleaning my hands on my skirt, which I always do whenever I felt nervous, I head back to class. Entering, I sat at the back seat close to the window. I had no friends and was always excluded from the class because one mean girl who hates me so much decided to spread bad rumors about me and these knuckleheads believed her.
We had literature next, so I decided to use my time to rest, closing my eyes and heading towards la land.
However, that was short-lived.
Came barging into the classroom was a busty woman, who had her hair in a high ponytail, makeup too bright that it felt like I was staring at the sun, clothes too tight that should be banned and heels too high I hope she would fall.
“Cersei Monroe!” She shouted so loud like a banshee that I turned deaf for a second.
Everyone in the classroom turned to me with a questioning gaze. The lady noticed this and bounced towards me.
I gulped praying that she doesn’t fall on me. I was just too small that I would be crushed if she does that.
“You, Bitch!!”
She raised her hand to slap me, being quickly witted I moved out of the way making her hit her hand hard on the table, almost breaking it.
Damn, she was strong. If I hadn’t moved out of the way, would that hit have broken my teeth or worse my neck?
The lady cradled her hand as tears brim dropped from her eyes, still, she was looking at me with hatred while I was looking at her with an innocent gaze. I was so confused at the moment, she just came into the class, shouted as if she was crazy, and wanted to hit me.
“Ma’am, is everything okay?” That same mean girl, the one I mentioned that hates me, was the one who asked the teacher.
The lady ignored her and kept on looking at me. “What were you doing with Peters yesterday?” She asked.
“Who?” I asked. I know no Peters.
The lady rolled her eyes, she pointed a finger at me. It seems like her wrist already healed. “Don’t play dumb with me. I saw you yesterday with him, besides his car. You guys were kissing!”
The once quiet classroom was now filled with hushed whispers as I was being judged unjustly.
I felt hurt, I have been accused of many things but being accused of something like this wasn’t something I would tolerate. I stood up, I wasn’t as tall as the lady but I could look her in the eye.
I joggled my memory to remember what I was doing in the parking lot yesterday. I finally remembered Mr. Peters, the economics teacher. I was asking him yesterday about the essay and needed his advice on what topic to write about and he suggested demand. Then he walked so close that I felt disgusted I had to push him away. He suggested something lewd that made me annoyed at his irritating character. I had no choice but to kneel him in his groin and ran off.
I shook my head. “Listen, miss, I have no idea where you get your news from but it’s unreliable”
She scoffed. “I saw this with my own two eyes yesterday. You had your arms hooked around his neck, he was trying to resist you but couldn’t and had to fall for your tricks” She kept on pointing a finger at me and I had no other choice but to slap her finger. I hated being pointed at, I already had enough fingers pointing at me for other things. I don’t want to be seen as a seductress. Teachers won’t trust me again and my result would look like a lie.
“Hadn’t ever come to your mind that he was the one who wanted to force himself on me?”
Everyone gasped. The lady clenched her fist. “He has nothing to gain from you. You are nothing and there is no way my fiancé would cheat on me. You, on the other hand, sucks at economics, you have no choice but to sleep with him to give you a better grade, you want a higher grade like your sister that’s why you did it, you disgusting slut!”
I couldn’t take it anymore, I slapped her cheeks.
Calm down. Don’t escalate things Cersei.
My subconscious kept telling me to stop but I couldn’t. she slut shamed me, accused an innocent 16-year-old of sleeping around. I have had enough of people always thinking I am the bad kid, comparing me with my sister, now that’s the last straw.
“You should be ashamed of yourself. You are an adult but you act worse than a teenager” I punched her in the face after my last sentence.
She couldn’t stand properly because of her heels, she fell hard on the floor, but that didn’t stop me. I punched her, over and over again, on her face, her stomach, her knee, everywhere my hand could touch.