NovelEnglish“Okay. Let’s have dinner tomorrow night and talk everything through,” replied Jeremy.
Skylar curled the corners of her lip imperceptibly. “Sure. You’ll decide the time and place. See you
then.”
Seeing that she agreed to it so quickly, Jeremy was delighted.
He knew that she was a pushover. No matter how much he hurt her, he could always pacify her easily.
As Skylar walked away, he shouted at her, “Outsiders aren’t allowed to enter the campus recently, so
you should go back first.”
“I’m not an outsider, Jeremy! I’m a freshman,” replied Skylar without even looking back.
Jeremy was stupefied. She’s a freshman? What-? How?
Didn’t she tear up her admission letter and give up her studies so that I could treat my illness back
then?
He assumed that Skylar must have lied because she was afraid that he would look down on her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn the meantime, Skylar headed towards her first class, which was a dance studio, and knocked on the
door.
Anna, who was the lecturer, and knew that there would be a transfer student today. Hence, she
scrutinized Skylar from head to toe with an aloof expression on her face.
“You’re good-looking. You don’t have work done before, do you?”
In order to prove that she was au naturel, she purposely scrunched her nose and then pinched it.
Her nose remained as is, nor was it showing anything odd.
She was also asked this question when she took the art university entrance examination back then.
Some people even said that she wore contact lenses because her eyes were uniquely amber.
More than a dozen students in the class also looked at her curiously as she stood by the door.
All the boys could no longer sit still as Skylar’s innocent face was simply eye-catching, even though
there were a lot of beautiful girls in the university.
Whereas the girls were showing not much enthusiasm toward her.
One of the students, Lydia Schmidt, made fun of her with the rest, “All the students here come from rich
families, but look at the newcomer. What’s she wearing on her feet? Fake Converse?”
The pretty girl, Shailene Clover, covered her mouth and whispered into Lydia’s ear while keeping her
eyes on the transfer student, “I heard that she has no money to pay for tuition and would only pay it
later. The dean only accepted her out of goodwill.”
Standing in the dance studio, Skylar introduced herself graciously, “My name is Skylar Jones, and I’m
twenty this year.”
Wearing a cold expression, she exuded vigor in her speech. She knew that it was best to keep self-
introduction short and precise.
The boys began to applaud enthusiastically, while not many of the girls were clapping their hands.
Anna raised her hand to check the time. “Since you don’t have the appropriate attire, that’s it for today.
The class is over anyway.”
Earlier on, Skylar had come here in a rush, but she was still late. Luckily, Anna seemed to be a
reasonable lecturer.
“Hello, Skylar! My name is Harry Reid. Let’s exchange numbers, and I’ll add you into the class’ group
chat.”
Skylar looked up at the boy who was taking out his phone. He had a neat crew cut with a fine
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcountenance and clean appearance.
After a moment of hesitation, she took out her iPhone 4.
Harry froze momentarily as he had used the same phone model during junior high. It was a phone so
old that even his grandfather would refuse to use it due to how laggy it was.
Do people still use this kind of antiques nowadays?
Skylar passed Harry her phone to let him key in his number.
Harry said half-jokingly, “You’re quite sentimental, Skylar, seeing that you like to use an antique phone.”
Skylar shrugged as she could not say anything. It wasn’t like she would tell him that she couldn’t afford
a new phone.
After they had each other’s numbers, Harry added her into the group chat, and all the boys flooded the
chat with all kinds of cute emojis to welcome her.
Whereas the girls simply read the chat without sending any messages, except for Lydia, who sent her a
smiling emoji.
Skylar then replied to her with the same.
However, the smiling emoji in the chat no longer meant happiness but mockery.
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