Chapter 5 (2/2)

“Yes! Girls like me are not born to be poor!” Then she turned around, leaving him brokenhearted.

I smirked at what Sabina said. Not born to experience hards.h.i.+ps? Don’t make me laugh! He threw away the thing he’s supposed to gift her then he ran, leaving that place.

Painful, isn’t it? Knowing that someone doesn’t like you because…ah, the feeling was just not mutual.

I stood up to picked what he tossed aside, an angel key-chain.

If only everybody knows? What would you do, Sabina?

“Louis!”

“Hey babe!” he kissed Sabina on the cheek then wrapped his hand on her shoulders. They took their seat then ordered. Louis Carlos was a law student of a prestigious university so it’s not surprising that he also came from a wealthy family.

I did some little research. I almost looked like a stalker but like I said; I’m bored so I’m doing this. They wouldn’t be able to catch me so it’s fine. They were just behind me and I could hear what they were saying. They were at the coffee shop right now, just like what I saw in her eyes.

“Your birthday is coming, babe. What is your plan?” Sabina asked.

“Hmm… Mom will host a party and maybe that’s the perfect time to introduce you to them.”

“R-really?” It was obvious in Sabina’s voice how happy and nervous she was. She’s happy because finally Louis is going to present her in front of his parents but she’s nervous due to her secret ident.i.ty.

“Yeah, they want a formal party. So, prepare for that eve.”

“O-okay.”

She’ll do anything…anything…even to act…so that the high society could accept her. I felt pity for Alexi. But I have nothing to do with her.

Tomorrow…prepare yourself for the real world’s cruelty.

After that, I left that place.

Finally. Even if their attention was only away from me just for a day, I could now walk on the corridor in peace. And here I am, I stopped walking on the corridor because they obstructed the way. They were crowding a picture that was posted on the freedom board.

It’s a picture of a girl walking out of a club. I shook my head. This is the fate I saw.

I pushed myself to the crowd to pa.s.s. Without looking back and continue walking until I reached the room. The door suddenly opened and it revealed Sabina who was running away in tears. It seems she didn’t see me.

“Morie, the cla.s.s is starting.” Miss Karen is actually beside me holding her cla.s.s record.

“Aren’t you going to follow her?” I asked without turning to her. She shook her head as reply.

“I think we have to leave her alone for a while.” She stated before entering. Weird. Isn’t it that she’s supposed to go after her? Or is she not that pa.s.sionate for her job? K.

Inside the cla.s.sroom, I know a commotion was happening but it suddenly turned normal when Miss Karen started her discussion. I managed to glimpse at Baldo. He was staring at the void and was looking pale.

I heard someone’s sobbing. I followed it and found her. So, Geographic Section is not only for PDA teens but also for crying babies? I leaned on the book rack of the library while reading.

“Nothing would happen to you if you would only cry. To be hated, the worst feeling huh.”

“I only d-did that for – “

“That boy?” I gently laughed. “For you to be accepted by the alta sociedad? To gained more friends? To be liked by everybody? You’re acting el rico because you’re scared. However, no matter what acting you did, you’re still trash in their eyes.”

“W-wrong…you’re all thinking wrongly. She weakly said while sobbing.

“You’re explaining because you want me to believe you, right? Not everyone has an open mind to understand those people like you, Sabina. There are matters in this world which you only knew…and forever, only you will understand.”

Like my situation…

“You took that photo, right?” Baldo was surprised when I appeared next to him. He’s sitting by himself on the plaza’s bench. “How ironic.”

“She deserved that.” He said with a smile but his voice was full of pain.

“Stupid.” I handed him the keychain he threw yesterday. “Because your love is not reciprocated, you dare to do that.” I stood up. “If it’s like that, then you don’t have the right to love anyone.” I left him.

Why am I doing this?

Because I’m bored.

alta sociedad – high society

el rico – rich

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