My Destined Lover

Manhattan Bridges High School.

Administration Office

Laura stood at the desk, staring at her toes, allowing the headmaster to look at her. She didn’t need to look up to know that the headmaster was looking at her with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. Mrs. Taylor must be responsible for this unexplained malice toward her.

As the headmaster pondered, he tapped his desk and unconsciously recalled a phone call he had received from Mrs. Taylor.

“Well, our illegitimate daughter is from the countryside. She is used to being naughty since she was young, and she was not good at studying. I hope you can tolerate her …” It sounded nice, but all it meant was that Laura came to the school by relationship.

The more he thought about it, the more annoying he became. The frequency of his tapping on the desk unconsciously faster. A student like Laura would only hinder the school’s improvement. If the Taylors hadn’t donated a library to the school, there’s no way he would have agreed to let Laura in! This kind of student, certainly can not put her into the top class.

The headmaster said, “Laura, the school has decided to place you in Class 8.” This was a questioning sentence spoken in a declarative tone, which was more like a kind of notice.

To be honest, Laura wasn’t interested in which class she would be in, because she would only be first in her class. Then she nodded her head nicely, “I’m fine with it.”

She had no problem, but Lily, who was sitting beside her, suddenly became anxious. She jumped to her feet and said anxiously, “headmaster, can’t she join another class? Although my sister’s scores are not high, she works hard. Going into that kind of class will harm her!”

Oh? What kind of class? It sounded like Class 8 was not a good place.

The headmaster looked at Lily, who was so anxious that she seemed to be on the verge of tears, and felt more favorable toward this legendary “genius girl”. At the same time, a trace of regret crossed his heart – how could she have such a sister?Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Laura, sorry, your sister can only go to Class 8.”

“Ah, can’t change it …” Lily’s face was regretful, sad as if the person who can’t join the top class was herself. In stark contrast, Laura was expressionless, standing by as if nothing happened.

Discontent grew in the headmaster’s heart. It seemed that Mrs. Taylor was right. Laura was not a good student. She was so indifferent that she didn’t act like a student.

…

After leaving the office, the two sisters looked like strangers, one to the left and the other to the right. They went to their classrooms without saying a word.

Lily went back to her class, still looking worried and being silent for a long time.

“Lily, what’s going on?” Her classmate poked her on the cheek.

Lily slowed down and smiled helplessly, “It’s not …” Suddenly thinking of something, she stood up violently, instantly attracting the attention of many people.

Lily, who became the focus of attention, blushed and whispered, “My sister recently transferred to my school. She is unfamiliar with the place, so it would be nice if everyone could take care of her …”

Lily was the whole package. As soon as she spoke, some boys chimed in and yelled, “Lily! What’s your sister’s name and what class is she in?”

“My sister’s name is Laura and she’s in Class 8.”

“Class 8?” The class stirred up, “How could be Class 8?!”