A Film Queen

Chapter 9 Responding to Inquiries

Milly appeared indifferent as she glanced at the monitor nearby. “I hope you remember what you just said, don’t go back on your word.” Anna rolled her eyes. Despite her reluctance, she had to follow the principal’s orders and lead Milly into her own class. As they entered the classroom, whispers filled the once quiet room. “Who is this girl? A new student?”

“No way, the college entrance exam is only two months away, joining now is pointless. But with those thick bangs and big glasses, you can’t even see her face clearly.”

she’s probably not very

brows and sternly knocked on the desk. “What’s all this noise? Quiet down! This is our new transfer student.” She then turned to Milly and said, “Alright, stop standing there, go sit in the empty seat at the back.” Throughout the interaction, she didn’t bother to introduce Milly, her tone dripping with disdain. Milly didn’t mind at all; not having to introduce herself saved her from speaking, which was perfect! She scanned the classroom and paused when she noticed a familiar figure. The boy bore a striking resemblance to her, with delicate features like a male model,

are you staring at? I only have one sister, Stephanie. Just because someone shares my name doesn’t mean they’re my family.” Stephanie was right. Milly is indeed cunning, trying to claim a connection to the Burnetts. I can see right through her. But he wouldn’t acknowledge her! Milly was speechless at his outburst. It was Jordan’s message, not hers. Why was he angry at her? Deciding not to argue with a teenager, she focused on her studies. She texted Jordan for a bit, turned her phone off, stuffed it in her bag, and whipped her book out, getting ready for class. Since there was no drama happening, everyone turned away. As the bell rang, Anna sternly announced, “No phones in class from now on. We have a few days before the final exam. Last time, Class B was only five points behind. This time, no slacking off. If anyone drags our class down, they’ll be out of Class A!” It felt like she was singling out Milly. “Alright, everyone, please take out the practice papers. Today, we will discuss the final key question.” Milly remained composed, treating her words as if they were just a passing breeze. She twirled her pen in her hand and tilted her head to watch Anna write the question on the blackboard. However, she had overestimated herself. After listening for less than ten minutes, she furrowed her brow and found it difficult to continue paying attention. Why is she elaborating so

listen for another five minutes, Milly couldn’t bear it any longer. She rubbed her throbbing forehead and took out a book on another subject from the book hole to self-study, so she wouldn’t fall asleep. She didn’t have to worry about math, Spanish, and comprehensive science, because when she was studying for a Ph.D., she focused on mathematics, physics, and economics, all in Spanish. It was

know how his brother had managed to persuade the principal to make an exception and accept a poor student, even placing her in the A class. She really couldn’t compare to Stephanie. Although she was in the last class, Class D, at least she had earned her place through her own efforts. Unlike Milly, who not only daydreamed in class but also openly refused

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