Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 11

“Heavens, who knew the ugly duckling could tum out to be a swan once she cleaned up!”

The class was still in a state of shock.

*Pfft, even if she looks decent, what does it matter? She’s the shame of Class Z. Because of her, we have been the laughingstock marry times now.”

“Exactly, and thankfully, she’s about to be expelled. Spending one more day with her is just disgusting.”

The jeering continued, filled with righteous Indignation. The students were oblivious to the ringing of the class bell.

Ms. Jade, the Spanish teacher, strode into the noisy Class Z, a flicker of annoyance passing through her eyes. She bellowed, “Are you all deaf? Didn’t you hear the bell? You’re the loudest in this whole building!”

Her class, Class Z, was always at the bottom. No teacher liked having students with poor grades.

She slammed her textbook onto the podium, her gaze sweeping to the student sitting in the back row against the wall. When she saw a girl with striking looks and a ponytail, her eyebrows furrowed.

care who the girl was, possibly a new transfer

scoffed, randomly pointing at two boys. “You two, clear out Flora’s desk and toss

any student absent for seven days or more will be expelled! Flora hasn’t shown up

at

Ms.

caught by surprise by the misunderstanding. She stood up, ‘Ms. Jade, without an official expulsion notice, even a

Class Z is the trash of

and Ms. Jade always felt frustrated teaching them.

angrier.

mood in Class 2 soured; no one liked

ethical standards for

a fit of rage, retorted, “What’s it to you

humid air mixed with the heat wave made

“Because I am Flora.”

She was Flora!

the girl standing upright, struggling to find

still as

from her poor grades but also from a past embarassment Flora had caused