My Childhood Friend Spoiled My Admission Dream Chapter 03
My mother turned toward me with a vicious glare.
“This ends here.”
“Maybe you’re not ashamed of yourself, yet I feel utterly embarrassed for you.”
“Get back to your room right now. Don’t step one foot outside without my permission.”
I tossed the photos back onto the coffee table, walked upstairs, and slammed the bedroom door shut.
For the next few days, I was basically under house arrest.
My phone was confiscated. The Wi-Fi was cut off. I was completely isolated from the outside world.
Only when the school announced we had to return to collect our graduation documents and student files did my mother finally let me leave the house.
The second I stepped into the classroom, the noisy chatter stopped cold.
Every eye turned toward me.
Disgust. Mockery. Pure contempt.
“Well, look who’s here. Audrey Sinclair, the girl who gave up an Ivy League school for love.”
“I heard she changed her applications to Riverstate Technical College for that ordinary blond lad. How touching.”
“Ivy League? With her grades, she’d be lucky to get into a decent state school.”
“Vivian’s already miserable enough, and Audrey still tried to frame her. She’s seriously evil.”
The voices buzzed nonstop around me.
I kept a blank expression and walked to my seat, then I froze.
My books had been dumped all over the floor.
Across my desk, someone had written LIAR and CRUEL PERSON in thick red marker.
Vivian sat beside Caleb, holding a conspicuous certificate while whispering something to him softly.
The second she saw me, she acted startled and quickly hid the certificate behind her back.
Caleb gently patted her hand before standing up and walking toward me.
“So you actually showed up.”
He looked down at me with open contempt.
“I warned you already. Stay away from Vivian.”
“I wrote those words on your desk myself. What, got a problem with it?”
I bent down, picked up my books, and brushed the shoe prints off the covers.
“Caleb Vaughn, what else can you do besides these childish tricks?”
“You think scribbling on my desk changes the fact Vivian’s a thief?”
His face darkened instantly, and he slammed his palm against my desk.
“You still dare call her a thief?”
“Audrey, are you seriously this stubborn?”
Right then, our homeroom teacher, Derek Bennett, walked into the classroom carrying a stack of papers.
Seeing the confrontation, he frowned and smacked the blackboard sharply.
“What’s going on here? Sit down!”
He cleared his throat and gave me a complicated look.
“Besides handing out graduation files today, there’s another announcement.”
“After a re-evaluation, the school has decided to revoke Audrey Sinclair’s eligibility for this year’s top academic honor.”
“The recognition will now be awarded to Vivian Hart, a student praised for her excellence and resilience in overcoming difficult personal circumstances.”
