Lynette and Carmen had known each other for nearly a year, and they rarely had conflicts and disagreements. Nonetheless, Lynette was currently in a bad mood. Expressionless, she shrugged off Carmen’s hand that was resting on her shoulder. “It’s nothing. I’m going to the restroom.”
Carmen was rendered speechless by her reaction. Tsk. Isn’t it just her title as the campus belle that is no longer secure? Is it necessary to make a fuss because of that?
Under normal circumstances, when Lynette stepped into the restroom, it was always a lively scene. Yet today, everyone’s gaze only fell on her for a few seconds before they quickly looked away.
Lynette felt very uncomfortable. Walking toward the sink, she began to touch up her appearance, trying to attract their attention. Despite the show she put on, the crowd quickly lost interest in her after a few glances.
Looking at their responses, she gritted her teeth and grabbed some tissue papers from the dispenser. Slowly, she wiped her hands clean and threw the tissue papers into the trash can. Immediately, she turned to leave the restroom. As soon as she turned around, her eyes met a girl’s eyes.
For a few seconds, that girl was puzzled. Her eyes blinked and she exclaimed in surprise, “You’re the campus belle, Lynette Shields, right?”
In an instant, Lynette’s originally gloomy face went back to normal. Finally, there’s someone who remembers me. “Yeah.” She twitched the corners of her mouth and asked, “And you are?”
“My name is Madelaine. I’m a freshman!” The moment Madelaine saw Lynette, she was a little excited. In terms of appearance, Lynette was much prettier than Emily and Janet. Hence, she couldn’t understand why everyone adored Janet so much. In her opinion, the Woodsbury University forum was no longer relevant because everyone was only praising Janet for her looks.
What is so good about her? What’s the use of being beautiful outside but ugly inside? Does Janet think that no one will find out about her violent past back in Star High School after she goes to a new school? If the people at Woodsbury University find out about the things she did in Star High School, will they still treat her like a god? I’m afraid that they will be avoiding her like the plague!
“No wonder you look unfamiliar,” said Lynette.
Madelaine nodded at her remarks. “I’d highly appreciate your kind guidance.” What she desperately needed now was a friend who was on a level playing field with Janet. She needed someone like that to take Janet down, so she would no longer be so full of herself.
Sneering, Lynette made fun of herself. “The university is no longer under my reign. Am I still in the position to guide you?” She tugged at the hem of her dress, yet her slight movement did not go unnoticed by Madelaine.
Madelaine put on a mask of concern. “Lynette, are you worried about Janet Jackson?” This is only Janet’s first day here, yet a campus belle like Lynette is already worried about her and is disturbed by her arrival.
Lynette did not deny nor affirm her inquiry. Her expression remained incomprehensible.
“Actually… you’re incomparable when it comes to Janet.” The reason Madelaine said that was because she knew she had to win people’s hearts. As the saying went, ‘the enemy of one’s enemy is a friend’. If Lynette hated Janet to her core, Madelaine could also save some strength when she takes her down in the future.
As she had expected, Lynette was quite interested in that topic. A hint of curiosity was gleaming in her eyes. “Why do you say that?”
“I used to attend the same school with her and she has a dark history! I’ll tell you in detail when I find the chance!” Madelaine patted her back understandingly. Without Emily by her side, she had become smarter than before due to circumstances. She had even learned how to alienate one person from another.
It was a weight off Lynette’s shoulders when she was reassured by Madelaine. Narrowing her eyes, she parted her red lips. As if she was talking to herself, she mumbled, “It turns out that she has had unsavory elements in her past too!” Looks like God is in favor of me.
