Nina’s day might’ve started peacefully as she got into her school in time in a much cheaper way. But when she reached her class, her desk and chair were vandalized again.
"Hah..." she huffed and looked around. This time, however, she chose not to confront them. ’They’d probably stop if I ignored them.’
They stopped picking on Penny when Penny ignored them. Well, Penny did more than just ignore these types of things. But well, Nina wasn’t Penny, who could carry all sorts of things in the school. Nina could only bring a scrub.
Nina scrubbed her desk and chair and finished before class even started.
When the class began, the pranks would usually stop. So Nina’s peace lasted until the bell for recess rang. Instead of going to the cafeteria, Nina stayed at her desk to eat.
"What is that smell?!" Suddenly, someone in the class yelled. "It smells... ew!"
"Did someone fart in here?"
"That’s so disgusting!"
"It’s not a fart! It’s Nina’s snacks!"
Everyone slowly gazed in Nina’s direction. Nina, who tried to ignore them, paused from eating. She slowly gazed up, only to see everyone looking at her in dismay. She almost couldn’t swallow her food as she hung her head low, closing the lunch box where her snacks were.
Without a word, Nina carried the lunch bag and went out. On her way, she could still feel their gaze on her.
Nina found herself in the cubicle in the girl’s restroom. She ate her snacks with tears in her eyes, but she didn’t stop eating.
’It’s okay. So what if it smells bad? It tastes good!’ she told herself, sniffing hard while wiping her tears with the back of her hand.
How ironic, she thought. Not long ago, Nina also complained about the smell of some of Jessa’s dishes. But she was also aware of how to starve. She didn’t want to starve, just like yesterday. Her subconscious thought of transferring to her cousin’s school slowly solidified.
While eating, Nina suddenly heard some voices outside the cubicle.
"Patricia, you still have a scratch on your cheek. Here’s the powder."
Patricia grunted and waved. "Don’t give me that. I have my own face powder. Do you think I’m Nina, who takes charity from others?"
The student frowned a bit, but then smiled. "Right. You have a face powder. Patricia, did you say you got it from Italy?"
"Duh? I got it from our family friend from Korea!" Patricia gloated as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Tch! Every time I see this scratch, I want to pull that snake’s hair more! Ugh!"
"Patricia, just let that loser be," one of Patricia’s new lackeys coaxed. "She’s not at your level."
"That’s right, Pat. Unlike you, she doesn’t have anything to be proud of! I heard her real family is poor dirt!"
"Of course, they were! Which is why that snake kept clinging to the Bennet Family because she knows she’s nothing but garbage!" Patricia laughed as she started touching up her light makeup. The girls with her also laughed, saying more awful comments about Nina to get on Patricia’s good side.
Unlike Nina, whose life was still miserable, Patricia was able to make friends quickly. It wasn’t surprising since Patricia was still a daughter of the Miller Family. Nina, on the other hand, was just the "lucky" girl who was able to get a taste of someone else’s life.
[Who is actually abandoning who? Who is still miserable now?]
Jessa’s remarks last night rang in Nina’s head, making her look down.
’I can’t even get angry at Patricia,’ she told herself. ’I dragged Patricia into this mess. She has all the right to get angry.’
’There’s only a few who bring lunch boxes before,’ she thought, glancing at the different and new lunch boxes on each table. ’Now, every one of them was eating snacks together.’
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