Anything For Her

Chapter 5 Tell Me Who She Is

After hanging up on his call, Andy rushed out of the office and cried, “Please wait, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll take Ms. Sophie Tanner as a student.”

His attitude had taken a one-eighty from before.

Even Josiah had no idea why the principal had suddenly changed his mind.

“Are you sure, Mr. Langston?” Josiah asked.

“That’s right, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll have her placed in a class right away.” Then, Andy immediately called the high school’s academic head and informed her about Sophie’s immediate enrolment.

Sophie went along with the enrolment, but even she knew things were hardly as simple as they seemed.

The academic head promptly assigned Sophie to the worst-performing class in the school. After receiving her school uniform, Sophie was handed over to the homeroom teacher of Senior Class 8, Derrick Hayes.

Before Josiah left, he said to Derrick, “I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on Sophie, Mr. Hayes.”

“It’s no trouble at all, Sir! You should head back. I’ll lead Sophie to her class soon,” came Derrick’s courteous reply.

That was the only answer he could give, seeing as every student at Jipsdale Premier High had a wealthy or influential parent that the teachers could not afford to offend.

Derrick happened to be in charge of the third lesson of the day for Senior Class 8, so he personally escorted Sophie to her new classroom.

When he arrived at the classroom, he announced, “Hi, everyone, we have a new student in our class. She’ll introduce herself. Please give her a warm welcome.”

Sophie walked onto the podium at the front of the room and wrote her full name on the board.

Then, she declared, “Hi, everyone, my name is Sophie Tanner.”

Sophie Tanner? Her new classmates immediately whispered furiously among themselves.

“Isn’t she the Sophie Tanner who was expelled five years ago?”

“I think so! She used to be in my class.”

“I heard she had an abortion around tenth grade. Do you know if it’s true?”

“It was! Back then…”

everyone, settle down. There’s a seat at the end of

to the last row and ignored the spiteful glares directed her

8 did not produce spectacular grades. Naturally, most of them

his lesson, Queenie Lane sauntered to Sophie and taunted, “It really is you, Sophie!

abruptly. Queenie had always been a member of Willow’s clique and had had her fair share of picking on Sophie in the

nursing a headache after a sleepless night in an unfamiliar house, and

Sophie at all. She grabbed Sophie’s hand and continued, “We’re not in Horington anymore, Sophie. Did you think you

beautiful eyes narrowed

the blink of an eye, she twisted her hand and grabbed Queenie’s wrist, swiftly

Queenie yelped in

in Sophie’s eyes, and no

want to cause trouble, but I’m not a target for you to pick on, either. Remember this, Queenie. I’m not the same Sophie from five years ago. Not just anyone can trample over my dignity. Oh right! I’m sure you remember

suddenly felt as though coming back had

that, she shoved Queenie roughly, causing the latter to fall to

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

can’t allow Sophie to remain in Jipsdale. We have to

lessons of the class sprawled across her desk, asleep. After school ended, she grabbed her bag and

had just set foot outside the school gates when she spied

must’ve changed his mind because

said a thing, Sophie decisively got

a single word of the speech

Sophie announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last time, and you helped me today,

Tristan were complex characters, and she did not wish to

“My life is worth a fortune.” He merely asked Felix to make a call, and

Lombard

who wondered, We can have anyone we want in the world. Why must Mr. Tristan insist on this Sophie

“I have poor grades and poor

and he knew in that

skills,” came Tristan’s

said this many times; I managed to remove the

serious, Sophie. Please consider my offer

wanted to consort with, yet this young woman appeared to scoff at

was clear that they would not give up regardless of what she said. She left