Chapter 41


    The next day marked the beginning of sses, and Sandra, Deborah, and Natasha had breakfast at the school restaurant. Natasha insisted on


    paying for their meal, feeling sorry for them and considering herself privileged to have joined the university on time, despiteing from a


    middle-ss family.


    While Natasha believed that their family situation had dyed their start at school, Sandra declined her offer, saying, "No, let us pay for this


    meal. Consider it our gift to you as a gesture of our meeting."


    After settling the bill, they headed to their respective sses. Along the way, many students couldn''t help but stare at them, particrly


    Sandra. Her beauty and the air of intimidation she carried seemed to create a distance between her and others.


    Until they reached their sses, no one dared to avert their gaze from Sandra. Observing the attention, Deborahmented, "Thank God my


    brother isn''t around. I don''t know what he would do to these people." Sandra couldn''t help but inquire, "Why would you say that?"


    Deborah exined, "Because ever since we were young, you are the first person my brother has fiercely defended in front of the entire family.


    He even threatened them on your behalf."


    "That shows his willingness to be with you, and I know that you''ll be targeted by the entire family, especially the second branch, as they''ve


    always been against my brother," she added.


    Natasha overheard the students''ints but chose to ignore them, even though she couldn''t help but wonder if Sandra''s marriage was


    arranged. Deborah, on the other hand, fell silent as they entered the ssroom. All eyes turned towards them, the unfamiliar faces, as the


    students exchanged curious nces.


    Sandra led the way to the back of the ss, followed by Deborah and Natasha. They took their seats without sparing a nce for anyone else


    in the room. They seemed to regard their ssmates as mere background noise.


    As they waited for the teacher to arrive, the students couldn''t contain their frustration. "Can you believe the nerve of these people? They just


    waltz in here and treat us like we''re invisible. ss F has always been about friendship," theyined.


    Just as the voices grew louder, the ssroom teacher entered. She greeted the students and questioned the reason behind themotion.


    Reminding them that if they wished to be exchange students at the capital university, they needed to perform better academically than they


    currently were. "Instead of shouting, why don''t you review your work fromst semester?" she suggested.


    The entire ss fell silent, realizing the truth in their teacher''s words. They, too, harbored dreams of studying at the capital university. The


    opportunity for exchange students from City A University had been presented, but it required them to achieve higher grades and meet the


    university''s GPA requirements. Their dreams were within reach, but they needed to work harder to attain them.


    After the teacher scolded the ss, she turned her attention to Sandra, Deborah, and Natasha. She weed them to ss F and encouraged


    them to introduce themselves to their fellow ssmates.


    Natasha, feeling nervous, mustered the courage to speak first. "I''m Natasha Davidson, and I was in ss Ast semester. I transferred to this


    ss, so please take care of me."


    Deborah followed, saying, "Hello, I''m Deborah Anthony, and I''m new to this university. Thank you all, and please take care of me."


    Sandra, in her usual cold manner, introduced herself simply as Sandra Smith and sat back down without saying another word.


    Teacher Abby couldn''t help but sigh inwardly, realizing that Sandra was not one to be taken lightly.


    With the introductionsplete, the ss began. The ssroom teacher went through the subjects they would be studying that semester and


    introduced the respective teachers. He emphasized the importance of hard work and looking out for one another as ssmates.


    As the bell rang, signaling the end of the ss, the teacher bid them farewell.


    The ss monitor, Kevin, approached Sandra''s desk and introduced himself. He offered his assistance, saying, "Hello, I''m Kevin, the ss


    monitor. If you need anything or any help, please feel free to let us know. We consider everyone in the ss as family."


    Sandra simply replied, "You''re wee."


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    Observing her reluctance to engage further, Kevin excused himself and returned to his own desk.


    His desk mate asked him, "What''s she like?" Kevin responded, "She seems fine, but she''s definitely not one to speak many words."