----


    "Stop trying tasstir up trouble. You


    two are singly the same tune. I


    think youtwo were behind the whole


    thing!" séeing they attacked Danielle


    from the moment they got there,


    Danfétle’s friend couldn’t helpbut


    efénd her.


    ----


    Ava and Nancy exchanged uneasy nces. "What are you


    implying?" Ava asked, her voiceced with guilt. "We’re


    nothing like Danielle."


    Danielle, who had not spoken, walked up to Ava and Nancy


    with two tes of food.


    "In the following scene, everyone gasped as Danielle ced


    dinner tes on Ava and Nancy’s heads.


    Stunned, they gaped at Danielle for a moment before erupting


    in fury. "Are you insane?" they shrieked. "You little brat! How


    dare you put food on my head? I’m going to teach you a


    lesson!


    "Bitch, do you have any idea how much my clothes cost?"


    ----


    The two of them rushed towards Danielle with their heads


    covered in soup.


    As they rushed towards Danielle, she dodged sideways,


    pping Ava across the face. With another swift move, she


    then pped Nancy.


    Both of them instantly clutched their soup-soaked left cheeks,


    leaving the surrounding students momentarily stunned.


    Ava, who never been hit before,


    was stunted to be both doused with


    soup apt pped. "You rude tthe


    brat! Bent you know who I ant? How


    dar eyou hit me? I’m calling I my dad!


    Your re finished!"


    ----


    Nany echoed, "Yeah, Nana, call your dad quickly. Have him


    come and deal with Danielle and get her expelled from


    school.”


    Is that so?" Danielle retorted, stepping onto Ava’s chest.


    “Well, if we’re telling the school, let me give you some


    evidence.”


    "Danielle repeatedly pped Ava.


    She then turned to Nancy.


    "Don’t you daree any closer! This is a school! You..."


    Nancy’s voice trailed off before she could finish her threat.


    Danielle repeatedly pped her in the face, leaving it badly


    swollen, before finally stopping. The attack was shockingly


    brutal for students.


    “Danielle cleaned her hands with a wet wipe and then threw it


    at Ava’s face.


    ----


    Danielle’s voige-was cold, her eyes


    even colder ou were behind the


    post, weren’t you? The boys at =~


    school aten’t good enough for me to


    botherseducing them—I wouldh’t


    wasté my time adding their “contact


    inférmation."


    ----


    With that, she turned and walked out of the canteen.