Chapter 102
Wendy stepped forward, her si
“Senior, the countdown was already finished, wasn’t it?
One of the student coused members held up the stopwatch. The time wasn’t over yet. There was still one second left.”
“That’s impossible” Yulila protested. “The timer hit zero just no
The student council members exchanged frustrated glances. The game would have been over by now if it hadn’t been for the Dance Club’s constant poching and complaining. Even after the five–minute extension, they were still causing a vene. Was the game only Exir if the Dance Club won?.
If you’re questioning our ti
our timing, please bring it up with the president. He’s right over there”
Yulila froze, her throat tightening. There was no way she could bring this up with Roman. Not in a million years.
“The pime is officially over bets start the boat count”
The student council members proceeded to recount the bottles in front of everyone.
The final result was as follows: Yulila’s tram, even after adding the bottles they grabbed at the last second, finished with 184. Ebie’s team, with an impressive boost from the 39 bonles Cameron and his greip brought back in the final moments, totaled 170
“Elsie is the winner the council member declared. “With 170 bottles, she’s officially the champion
Applause broke out across the room. Only the dance club remained silent, their frustration etched on their faces
Though resentment simmered. Vulila had to swallow her pride and accept the results.
“Elvie, we did it someone cheered.
“The medal is ours! Come Monday, we can finally apply to have that disciplinary action overturned!”
With the medal warm in her hand, Else’s excitement bubbled over. She turned to Eliana, her eyes shining, and pulled her into a heartfelt hug.
“Thank you, Eliana”
Elsie knew full well that without Elana’s steady guidance and quick thinking, defeating Yulila would’ve been impossible. By the end the game had become more about pride than the prize itself. Thanks to Eliana, she could finally stand tall.
Eliana gave her a gentle pat on the shoulder. “We’re all part of the same team, Elsie. No need to thank me”
Meanwhile, the dance club members, hitter and humiliated, left the scene as quickly as possible. Wendy and Willow exchanged glances with Eliana before following their j
group out
The next day, all the junior students from the acting department gathered in the auditorium for casting auditions.
As the production crew passed by the acting department building that morning, students flooded the hallways, leaning over to catch a glimpse Each of them dreamed of the day they’d have their chance to be part of an actual production.
At lunchtime, the same group appeared in the cafeteria, accompanied by a few acting professors.
Stella leaned over to Eliana, her voice tinged with curiosity. “Eli, look—it’s the production fear. I wonder if they’ve finished casting already.”
Eliana glanced up briefly, her tone calm. “They’re probably wrapping it up by now”
Meanwhile, Willow and her group, seated behind them, also noticed the production team
Wendy leaned in with a confident smile. “Willow, let’s find a moment to go over and introduce ourselves. I know the assistant director on this cre and Bryson, the screenwriter—I’ve got connections with him too.
Willow’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Is that true, Wendy? That’s amazing!”
Wendy smirked “Oh, it’s nothing”
Sharryl and Charlene, seated with them, immediately jumped at the opportunity to flatter Wendy.
“Wendy, you’re the most well–connected in our year. We’re so envious”
Tm a huge fan of Hannah! Next time, can you get me an autographed photo? I’d treasure it forever.
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Wendy felt a sense of warmth inside as she listened, “Oh, please, don’t say that. We’re all friends here. I’ll make some introductions for you both
later
Sheryl chimed in, “See” Having the right friends leads to the best opportunities. Charlene, it’s fate that we’re friends with Willow and Wendy
Charlene nodded in agreement “Exactly!”
Their words were laced with a subtle jab as they glanced toward Eliana and Stella sitting at the table ahead. With a mockingtone, Charlene added, “Some prople are just cut from the same cloth. They’ll probably never get opportunities like this”
Willow quickly interjected, “Come on, don’t say things like that. It wouldn’t be good if someone overheard?
Hon Wendy, bolder by nature, smirked. “Teople born into the right circumstances have a much better shot at success. Some are lucky to be in the ume class as us. For others, a future like ours! It’s not even in the cane world”
Their target was clear–Eliana and Stella. Wendy’s voice wasn’t quiet, and several nearby tables caught every word. The atmosphere grew rense
Eliana set down her fork and stood. “You’re right. Wendy. Life is full of surprises. Today, we’re classmates–who knows? Tomorrow, I might end up
as your stepmom?
Stella lei qui a sof laugh. “Yeah, who can say
Though Elana’s words seemed casual, they carried a more profound impleation–she was subtly reminding Wendy of her family’s complex background, something only those who knew the whole story would pick up on
Wendy’s face turned a shade of red as her anger flared. “Eliana, what do you mean by that?”
Eliana raised an ej
| an eyebrow “Exactly what I said.
You’re right–backgrounds matter. In the old days, the true heirs were the princes with noble blood. Those born to servants knew to keep their heads down. Some prople don’t understand that simple fact“ Eliana’s words were pointed, and the whole room seemed to feel the sting of her
Wendy’s face flushed with rage, her anger rising to the surface. Grabbing her lunch tray, she stood abruptly, ready to storm off.
At that moment, their commotion drew the attention of the production team and accompanying professors in the cafeteria
“Wendy What’s going on here! Can’t you eat without causing a scene?”
Wendy froze, turning toward them with a forced smile. “No, it’s nothing, I wasn’t—”
“Then sit down!”
Wendy rolled her eyes, the annoyance barely hidden. If it weren’t for the fear of her parents being called about a scene at school, she wouldn’t have bothered pretending to be the obedient daughter in front of the Hall family. With her usual temper, she wouldn’t have listened to a low–ranking teacher at all.
Reluctantly, she sat back down, her pride stung by the public reprimand.
Wendy’s gaze shifted toward the group from the production team. Without hesitation, she walked over to them. “Mr. Brooks! Mr. Thompson! It’s been so long! The last time we met was in Whartonburg!”
The cafeteria fell silent, and her voice echoed across the room.
A few people around her gasped, whispering in hushed tones.
“Wow, she knows people from th
the production team! And she even knows Bryson
“Who is this freshman? I don’t think I’ve seen her before, but she’s pretty”
“I heard she’s a transfer student from the acting department”
Bryson, the screenwriter
“Wow, she’s firave–walking right up to them like that. She must know them pretty well to act so familiar
Wendy made her way over to Bryson, offering a bright, warm unile. “Mr. Thompson, it’s good to see you. How have you been?”
Bryson studied her for a moment, his mind working. After a brief pause, it clicked–she was Hannah’s daughter
